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nThe moment he finished reading the magically formed words within the blue screen, a sharp pain attacked him in the brain yet again.

nBut this time, he didn’t cry out or fall on his butt, for he didn’t feel miserable for more than one-tenth of a second.

nIt was safe to say that the pain emerging from the center of his brain vanished as soon as it came.

n‘Huh, what is this?’

nRoy’s eyes widened.

nThere was more than just one foreign memory floating in his mind.

nBefore he knew it, a large amount of information about the Strongest system and the Mark of Night had drilled into his brain.

nThe system was his key to becoming strong at a rapid pace.

nHe just needed to level up.

nTo level up, he needed experience points.

nHe could earn them by killing anything living.

nEven stomping an ant to death would grant him XP at his current level!

nEvery time he does level up, he would get a skill point and a stat point.

nSkill points could be used to learn any skill, even spells, while stat points would increase the qualities of his body, such as the strength he could bring out from within.

nAs for the Mark of Shadow, it was his reward for the first kill.

nIt was like a better version of soul shards. They can only merge with a person’s body. But it had merged with his soul, granting him power that would follow him into another body if he ever chose to soul shift. In this world, even that was possible. But it was forbidden magic. And to do it, he had to become a mage.

nUnlike a soul shards, however, the Mark of Shadow didn’t grant him any skills or superpowers.

nHe was still as powerless as ever…

nOn the bright side, it granted him an endless opportunity for evolution.

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nNAME: Roy

nAge: Sixteen years and nine months old

nEXP POINTS: 1

nPower Level: Body Tempering Stage 0 Level (0

/10 EXP)

nHealth: 2

nMana: 0

nStrength: 3.5

nStamina: 1.5

nAgility: 1

nPerception: 5.5

nEndurance: 1

nPhysical Defense: 0.2%

nMagical Damage Negation: 0.1%

nThe average stat of a fully developed human in this world was five, meaning he was far less healthy than kids his age.

nHe was also weaker than the servants of his manor.

nAs for his stamina… It was better to not talk about it.

nHis agility and endurance… it was even more pitiful than his stamina.

nAgility determined how fast he could move.

nRoy was wondering why he was as slow as a snail. But now it made sense to him. His agility was four points below average. On foot, He could only travel at that speed. He was still 16, but his conditions were worse than a Balding Baby. They are old people nearing the end of their lives.

nEndurance determined how much damage, be it magical in nature or physical, he could negate without doing a thing.

nHe didn’t have much endurance.

nSo even healing magic was harmful to him as they radiated intense heat enough to give him burns. A typical person had enough magic damage negation to not worry about the side effects of Major healing. But Roy couldn’t survive it.

nNo wonder the count never called a magician to simply patch him up.

nIf strong healing magic were to be used on him, he would die and weak healing magic wouldn’t perfectly solve one problem and also create another one for him!

nAlthough his stats were **ty, he was happy to see them as if he was a father who had gone out three years ago to buy milk for his baby, only to feel guilty and return home to see his boy all grown up and still waiting for him.

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nRoy’s poker face shattered as he grinned from ear to ear, but Amelia couldn’t see the maniacal smile on his face as she was standing behind him.

nThankfully she didn’t, or else she would be bothered. Who wouldn’t be if they see a fat man staring at thin air with eyes almost Poppin’ outta their sockets and smiling for no reason?

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nWhy was Amelia standing a bit away from Roy, who clearly didn’t have a good sense of balance and could fall over at any time?

nIt was the law of the empire for the servants of a noble to stand three to thirty-three steps behind their master

nBut Because Amelia was close to him, he had never disallowed her from standing sixteen inches behind him.

nStill, she followed all the empire’s laws whenever she went out with Roy so as not to trouble him with helping her get away from punishment if someone caught the sight of them walking side by side and reported it to the count.

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n‘I was worrying too much for nothing.’

nRoy was honestly depressed after believing that he lacked a golden finger.

nBecause he didn’t have a good starting point and lacked affinity with Mana, he was certain that his future would be fraught with danger and hard work.

nHe also knew that working himself to the bone would only push him to the entry-level of a knight; that too would only be possible if he had a talent for swordsmanship.

nIf he didn’t, he was thinking of walking on a thin rope with his death on one side and great fortune on the other.

nBasically, he had planned to put himself at risk to pick up the treasure hidden in the wild infested with monsters.

nHe knew the location of the soul shards that the characters of the novel were yet to find. He wasn’t going to take everything from the main character and his harem, but he wasn’t going to spare even lingerie or underwear for the villainesses and villains, respectively.

nTaking too many treasures of the Son of Heaven and his comrades might lead to their death, which in turn would bring a change in the future of the world as he knew it and make all his knowledge about the future events useless.

nBut villainesses and villains were bound to die at the hands of the merciless protagonist.

nAs they had ** for brains, couldn’t keep their eggplants in their pants, and liked to court death every other day, they were short-lived.

nRoy didn’t think it was wrong to take what was supposed to be there because, in his eyes, they existed to provoke the hero when he was weak, only to die later on at the hands of the person they embarrassed.

nThe Goblin Grotto was the only treasure-filled place where not just any mob would be able to swat him to death.

nRoy had already planned to go there, for it was nearest to the county and hid a soul shard capable of granting its devourer Great Defense against physical and magical attack.

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n‘Now that I have not one but two golden fingers, I do not need to go along with my crazy plan that graunteed a 50% chance of my death at the hands of the weakest monster in the Far West, a goblin.’

nA grand desire blazed in his eyes.

n‘I will still go there because the Soul Shards of impenetrable body is too great to give up on.’

nIt was the 13th day of the sixth month. On the seventh of the ninth month, the child of river will get to it. That means… He still had around three months left to take it for himself.

n‘In three months, I need to become strong enough to take down goblins.’

nRoy had stood still for too long, worrying Amelia.

n“Are you tired, my lord? Would you like to go back to the room to rest?” She asked.

n“No. I am standing still, not because I am tired, but because I am admiring the scenery.”

nRoy turned to her & placed his hands behind his back.

n“Although I grew up under your care, you read me wrong this time. I hope you’ll get better at reading me.”

nAmelia’s eyes showed horror as she bowed to him.

n“This slave doesn’t dare.”

nObviously it was wrong for slaves to think or guess what goes inside the head of their masters.

nIt was a crime punishable by cutting off the tongue, gouging out the eyes, or imprisonment for 3 to 10 years.

nNobles founds slaves who would think freely quite revolting.

nFreedom of thought was the first step a slave could take towards actual freedom, after all.

nA slave dreaming of freedom… it was a revolting thought for nobles and royals.

nIf they found any such slaves, they would beat them back into submission.

nThat was their carrot method.

nIf slaves didn’t submit even after getting a beat down, then they would just off them, putting them to eternal sleep.

n“A maid must know what her master is thinking at all times and not misjudge his desires. This is the best quality a maid could have. You’re my maid, so you must be the best! Otherwise it won’t be soon before you lack the quality to stand by my side. I am changing myself to get better, so you too must become someone Worthy of the future me. Won’t you reconsider?”

nRoy was a man from the modern world, so he thought differently than the nobles.

nOthers knew her as his slave, someone he could treat however he liked.

nBut for him, she was the only reliable person he had in this world.

nShe was too loyal to him, and it was his responsibility to help her become his back bone, someone he could lean on instead of kicking her down or leaving her in the dust.

nFor that to not happen, he needed to shape her into a independent and strong woman who could think for herself and not just blindly follow him.

nOnly this way would he repay her for what she had done for the Old Him.

nHe started charging her mindsets by taking baby steps, helping her think freely!

nAmelia natural had a strong desire to not be abandoned by Roy.

n“I will do better next time.”

nShe immediately made up her mind, deciding to become a thoughtful maid for him.

n“Work hard.”

nRoy gave her a thumbs up.

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nOn the way to the training ground, he was whistling in happiness.

nThey couldn’t been seen because his face was too fat, but Amelia was certain that if he slimmed down, she would see dimples on his face because of how joyfully he was smiling.

n“Seeing you so happy also makes butterfly fly in my stomach. But what among the things in this garden is the cause of your happiness? If you tell me, I will prepare it for you every morning.”

nAmelia greatest desire was to see him happy.

nIf it was a flower that made him happy, she would always make sure to keep a fresh one on his bedside table from now on.

nIf it was a plant, she had already made up her mind to buy a pot for him and place it by the room’s window.

nRoy read her like a book.

nHer salary was hers to use. She shouldn’t think of wasting it on him ever!

nHe flicked her forehead gently, causing her to turn silent and look at him accusingly.

n“I’m thankful but you don’t need to consider so much for my sake.”

nHe chuckled and raised his head to look at the clouded morning sky, hiding the sun from sight.

n“I am just happy to be alive.”

nRoy was just an average Joe back on Earth.

nHe was studying and working hard to prepare for the hunter academy’s exam.

nHe dreamt of becoming a hunter.

nThat was the greatest job with the highest pay rate and also the no.1 death rate.

nBut by becoming a hunter, he would be able to save the orphanage that didn’t have the fund to continue functioning.

nThe kind man running it had taken him in when he was dying on the streets. So he wanted to repay him at all cost.

nHe had used much of his life taking care of others, so he deserved to be taken care of by someone in his old age.

nThus, Roy choose to become a hunter over the others even though he could die.

nHowever, he died a violent death before making any of his noble aspiration come true…

nHe thought that was the end but he… He ended up in another world.

nHe was alive.

nAlthough not well, he was in one piece.

nHe didn’t want to talk about the horror of having his body teared apart by a beast…

nHe was going to do everything in his power to live through the disaster in this world!

nOnly after dying did he realize the true value and preciousness of life!

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