Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

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Beginner Lightning Mage: Lv 9*

EXP: 19,530/40,500*

Beginner Chaos Mage: Lv 8*

EXP: 1539/27,000*

HP: 460*

Energy: 460*

MP: -*

Agility: 452*

Strength: 381*

Vitality: 230*

Stamina: 232*

Intelligence: 181*

SP: 0

[Elements]

[Skills]

[Lightning Bolt(Lv 4)]

[Lightning Dash(Lv 4)]

[Inspect(Lv 3)]

[Gobbler(Lv 3)]*

[Undying]

[Chaotic Pulse(Lv 2)]

[Chaotic Whirlpool(Lv 1)]

Skill Points: 106n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

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"Noice!" Kyle couldn't help but remark after seeing his stats.

It was funny to him how the chaos core he had formed not too long ago was already miles ahead of his peers, but that didn't bother him. Another discovery that got him tempted was the amount of EXP remaining to become an Intermediate Mage.

[EXP: 19,530/40,500]

One didn't need to be a mathematician to figure out that he could breakthrough if he cultivated a little, before using another 1000 mana cores.

And there were 1000 mana cores sitting in his inventory. "I could break through to the next stage!"

Kyle's eyes glinted as he considered the possibility. The gap between tiers were incomparable to the gap between the magic ranks and Kyle knew that he would go through a qualitative leap if he broke through and he had everything needed to do so.

But... He couldn't afford to fail Void.

The dragon had been working tirelessly for a breakthrough, and the 1000 mana cores was one of his driving factors. While a part of him pressured him to use the cores and replace it through the forest; Kyle wasn't naive to think it was that easy.

He quickly erased all the negative doubts that were beginning to build up.

"No!" he said out loud to ground himself to reality. "I'll breakthrough without using Void's cores."

There was no harm waiting a little and besides, he could remember Grace's words. The tower adjust its stage for each user, and wouldn't he hold absolute advantage if he remained in the peak of realm before entering.

'I guess I might have to make Void slow down too,' Kyle thought, confirming through the system that it will take some more days for the dragon to breakthrough.

"Alright, time to give Ma'am a call," Kyle said with a smirk before handling his comm to locate Grace's new number.

He had earlier handed Madam Grace and Riya the rest of the gifts he had procured from the mall, amongst which included the expensive communication device... and now it was time to test it out.

"Hello," the voice from the other side came immediately the call connected.

Kyle grinned. "Ma'am, it's me, Kyle."

There was a brief pause before the voice brightened with recognition. "Oh, Kyle! Why are you calling?"

He chuckled lightly. "Nothing much. I just wanted to test out your new comm. Making sure it works."

Grace laughed softly. "Well, Kyle, it seems you've done just that. Anything else you wanted to say?"

"Not really," he replied, but just as he was about to end the call, a thought crossed his mind. "Actually, I'll be coming to assist you shortly. I've got nothing else to do."

There was a brief silence on her end before she spoke again with a warm voice: "Thank you, dear. I'll be expecting you."

"See you soon, Ma'am," Kyle said, ending the call with a satisfied nod.

Kyle stood and cast one last glance at the backyard through the window. Riya was still there, her form graceful yet rigid as she continued her intense training. Her body was covered with sweat, that someone who didn't know better would think a pale of water was poured on her. Not far from her, Void sat motionless, still cultivating.

***

The infirmary door creaked softly as Kyle stepped inside, greeted by the faint scent of herbs and disinfectant. The bright sunlight highlighted the neatly arranged rows of shelves that were stacked with various potions and medical supplies thanks to Kyle.

Grace was sitting cross-legged on the ground, cultivating as usual, but a smile spread across her face the moment she sensed Kyle's arrival.

"You're here already."

Kyle returned the smile. "Yup, I came immediately after the call."

Grace chuckled softly. "It's been a slow morning, and there haven't been any patient."

Kyle sat on a mat next to her. "Slow, huh? Does that mean I'm here to stare at walls for the next few hours?"

Grace smirked. "Maybe... But If someone comes in, we'll tend to them."

Kyle nodded and it didn't take long for him to begin his cultivation session. Minutes turned into an hour, and despite his attempts to focus, his mind wandered.

Eventually, Kyle opened his eyes and glanced at Grace, who sat in deep cultivation. He hesitated for a while before speaking. "Ma'am, is it always this quiet here? I mean, shouldn't there be more people coming in for treatment?"

Grace opened her eyes slowly and gave him a patient look. "It's not surprising, really. Most of the mages have gone to the forest for training already, in preparation of the tower."

Kyle nodded thoughtfully before asking, "Then why come here? Can't we just stay at home then?"

"A fair question, but the answer is simple," Grace replied. "The infirmary is a sanctuary for the commoners of Frulia. Not everyone here is a powerful mage or warrior. There are farmers, craftsmen, and even children who might need help while the others are away. My presence here ensures they have someone to turn to in an emergency."

Kyle absorbed her words. "Makes sense."

The two lapsed into silence once more as they continued with their cultivation. Time seemed to stretch endlessly, and Kyle felt the weight of stillness pressing down on him. Just as he was about to give up and ask Grace if they could do something, the soft chime of a bell broke the quiet.

Kyle's eyes snapped open, and he stretched his legs out with a relieved groan. "Finally!"

The door opened slowly, and a young man stepped inside. He was a young man with a cheerful expression that made him seem approachable. He had brown hair and didn't seem to be injured in any way.

Kyle recognized him immediately and he shot to his feet, his mouth even opening before his mind could catch up.

"Nate!"

"Kyle!"