Reincarnated Hero System

Evan said that the Demonic Hand's plans for Tarse were originally made for 8 or 9 years in the future, but seeing as things hadn't been going well for the Demonic Hand recently, he couldn't count on that to happen.

By his estimation, the 'Fall of the Desert Country', might happen within the next 2-4 years.

It was a long yet very short amount of time.

"The Seventh Finger Kethryllia was Level 590…the Sixth Finger is bound to be even stronger, much less the Fifth Finger who's in charge of their plans for Tarse.

To even stand a fighting chance…all the Heroes who'd be involved have to be at least Inferior Stage Epic levels."

He had heard that there was a Hero in Tarse, and Evan hoped to somehow find that person before the Demonic Hand's plans kicked off. That way, there'd be Four Heroes going up against the Fifth Finger.

"The resonance of Four Heroes…even if we're all Inferior Epics, it'd be a giant power leap."

David couldn't help but think that as he remembered the power boost he was enjoying simply because he and Evan were within range of each other.

If he added Laurene and whoever this other Hero in Tarse was to the mix, the Resonance effect would be more than four times what it currently was.

"However, I highly doubt that Evan Eris would be 'merely' an Inferior Epic by then."

David had looked into Evan's past and seen how the boy's power grew exponentially.

It was honestly hard to believe that as at this time in the year 1050, he was still a Level 10 Bronze level existence.

In just three years, the boy had become the strongest grandmaster on the planet, and his exponential growth didn't show any signs of slowing down soon.

This made all the other grandmasters who had taken up to 10 years to get to that level feel like jokes.

Heck, even his nonstandard elder sister, Malaya, didn't go from Level 10 to Level 478 in just three years!

"It's like he levels up five times faster than normal people or something…"

If only David knew his random Estimation wasn't too far off from the truth.

The boy sighed and decided to push Evan's matter to the back of his mind for now, as honestly, thinking about the boy's track record of ridiculous feats made him feel inferior.

They were both Heroes and yet, Evan's feats were far greater than his already, even stretching out onto the International Stage.

David picked up one of the files on his desk and looked through it, frowning lightly when he saw the contents.

It was basically a report of a noble family's succession war, and how said family planned to rope him in to make him take sides.

In the Beast Kingdom, it was the law that every child of a noble had an equal chance to compete for the position of Heir or Successor.

One didn't just gain that title because they were the First-Born child or because they were a Male child, like in some other Countries.

The power that these successors possessed was also a very vital deciding factor, in addition to their Leadership/Management skills, and achievements.

Nobles were meant to be 'Strong' in every sense of the word, after all.

Even in the GWE, all titled nobles were at least Inferior Master Level existences; it was like the minimum requirement.

Much less in the more powerful Beast Kingdom.

Unless one of the children willingly abdicated their right to succession, then every child had an equal chance.

These laws were there to foster competition between the young nobles, so they would work towards bettering themselves. This made it so that even the children who didn't become the Heirs ended up being very competent, and they had little to no problems becoming Civil Officials or finding other jobs.

It didn't compare to the power one held as a titled noble though. Not even the slightest bit.

Kolvar knew what the greed for power could do, enough to make even twins turn on each other, so in addition to giving every child an equal chance, he also forbade killing during succession 'battles'.

In their quest for power to become a successor, anyone who killed their sibling or did something that caused physical harm to them was going to be punished severely.

Any 'Mysterious deaths' in any family currently having successor battles were personally investigated by the Barthmont Palace, and any foul play detected had severe punishments on both the perpetrator and the family as a whole.

In most cases, the family either lost their title or was demoted.

Hence, there weren't really any deaths as it would be pointless to kill the other person, only to lose the title that they were even fighting for in the first place.

These laws that Kolvar had passed, also applied to his own family.

All his children had equal chances of becoming his successor, and holding the title of 'Crown Prince/Princess.'

But funny enough, despite being the youngest and weakest of his children, David was the one with the highest chance at the moment.

Not because he had more achievements than his elder siblings or anything, but simply because the boy's elder sisters doted on their only brother so much that they would even give up their right to succession.

Well, this wasn't the public sentiment.

Looking at it from the competition perspective, Kolvar's first daughter, one of the planets 'Living Legends' was the one holding first position in the running. She also had the most support from the nobles.

But there were many more who hadn't decided who to support, as a successor wasn't urgently needed in the current Beast Kingdom.

So, all of them, especially David, still had a lot of time to prove themselves and change the rankings.

Beastmen's lifespans were fundamentally higher than human lifespans, and Kolvar was even a transcendent.

"At this point, I wonder if Father still even has a 'lifespan'?"

David chuckled lightly as he scanned through the list of achievements of the contenders for the noble's successor position.

"I intended to pull the family to my side, but both successors want to pull me to their sides first. How Ironic."

Shaking his head with a wry smile, the boy continued going through the documents in his hands.

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The curtain of the night rose and the stars twinkled brightly as always.

Although less than in the daytime, the major streets and roads remained busy as people still moved about. Workers on Night shifts hurried to their jobs, while those on day shifts hurried to their homes.

Evan was away from all this, walking down a quiet and empty street with his hands behind his back, while his shadow was pulled by the moonlight.

At some point, one shadow became two, as a second person joined him on his walk.

No words were said as the two silently made their way up a small hill in a public park, reaching the top and sitting down on one of the empty benches in silence.

The gentle rustle of leaves and the distant city sounds formed a soothing backdrop. The air held a crisp coolness and the moonlit night seemed like it was born to amplify the sense of intimacy between couples.

As if riding in that atmosphere, his companion slowly leaned into his embrace, and he responded by wrapping his arm gently around them.

"You went with the French braids today."

"You still haven't explained why they are called 'French Braids'."

"I would have…if I knew the reason."

Evan replied with a light smile as he combed his fingers through the edges of her hair, while a part of his mind genuinely wondered why this particular braiding style was dubbed as 'French'.

"Evan."

"What is it, Liz?"

"I love you."

"Mhmm…"

Evan casually hummed in reply when he heard her words, but after a moment, his eyes widened in shock as what she just said finally sank in.

"Wait…wha-mpfh!"