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Devil's Pact:The Path of Reincarnation

When the soul is sold to the devil, endless beauty, power, wealth, and authority become readily available. It is a gamble that subverts the perception of the world and reshapes the order of the world. I will tread in the footsteps of the devil until the world trembles beneath my feet. —— Freyr Russell Three years ago, Freyr·Russell descended upon this world with an unparalleled calmness, leaving the midwives bewildered. He did not cry or fuss; his routine was more disciplined than that of a working adult. Rising at fixed times, feeding, sleeping, and the rest of the time, he would silently stare at the ceiling. He rarely wet the bed; a mere lift of his hand to ring the bell by the cradle would prompt the servants to swiftly bring a chamber pot. This "genius" behavior left everyone amazed. Unfortunately, this "genius" halo shattered in less than a year—because he couldn't speak! To make his son speak, the Earl spared no expense, offering a hefty reward in the imperial city: one thousand gold coins to anyone who could make his son speak! Thus, the entire city knew that the eldest son of the Earl's family was a mute idiot. As the eldest son of the Russell family, Freyr had extremely mediocre aptitude. His frail body couldn't train in martial arts, and he had no magical talents whatsoever. In the eyes of his father, Earl Edward, he was a useless son. With the birth of his brother William, Freyr was naturally stripped of his inheritance and exiled to the family's fiefdom—the castle in the Russell Plains. In the castle's secret chamber, he unexpectedly discovered the legacy of his ancestors and unlocked the dormant magical avatar, embarking on his journey of magical practice. Subsequently, he traveled far and wide, relying on his wit and means to gain various abilities, establish his own power, and help the prince seize the throne. Along the way, he discovered a millennium-old secret hidden in this continent, a secret closely related to his identity...

Jax2025 · Fantasie
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Magical Abilities

Freyr was stunned. "The biggest and brightest? My God, there are so many stars in the sky. Which one is the biggest and brightest?"

 

Natalie smiled mysteriously at this moment. She gently raised her hand and pointed to the sky. Under the moonlight, her smile was enchanting, carrying a hint of mystery, her eyes serene and unfathomable.

 

She pointed directly at... the moon!

 

Freyr's heart skipped a beat. The moon! It's the moon!

 

He stared in amazement at Natalie before him... the great female astrologer... did she know even this? According to Freyr's previous life's knowledge, the sun is a star, and the moon is Earth's satellite. They appear the largest in the sky due to their size and proximity to Earth!

 

In fact, in this world, even Wizards categorize the sun, moon, and stars into three different types! Yet no one knows... the sun and the moon are also considered stars in a broader sense!

 

"Feel with your heart, sense any fluctuation! Even a slight tremor of the soul. This process will be long, it might take a day, or even a year... If you can overcome this step, only then will you have the chance to learn star magic... Otherwise... it means you lack the talent."

 

After saying this, Natalie yawned, lazily sitting to the side, watching Freyr meditate with his eyes closed, facing the sky...

 

At the beginning, Freyr tried to sense traditionally using magic...

 

With an "antenna" on his head, Freyr's sensing ability was very strong. He could even feel the air currents and winds in the sky, the flow of a river miles away... he could even hear the sound of flowing water...

 

But the stars, the moon...

 

The distance was just too far!

 

Too far, too far away!

 

Freyr tried to extend his mental power as much as possible, but the further he reached into the sky, the weaker his mental touch became... Even when Freyr exerted all his strength, sensing the high-altitude wind... that was already his limit!

 

The moon?

 

As someone who had reincarnated, Freyr certainly knew how far the moon was from the ground... such astronomical distances! Freyr couldn't believe his mental power could traverse such an immense distance!

 

Clearly, on the first night, Freyr failed.

 

"I can't give you specific guidance because you must comprehend this yourself." Natalie sighed, "These things, you either understand them, or you don't. If you don't understand, there's no way I can explain it clearly."

 

Fortunately, Freyr didn't feel frustrated. After all, Natalie had said it wouldn't be that simple. And Freyr... he had plenty of time! If he had nothing else, he had ample free time now.

 

By morning, although he hadn't slept all night, Freyr's mental strength had actually grown more robust after a night of meditation. He felt energetic, showing no signs of fatigue.

 

Freyr faintly felt that the incantation Natalie taught him seemed to have a significant effect on increasing mental strength! Far more effective than ordinary magical meditation methods!

 

This increase wasn't about the total amount of mental strength... but rather... it seemed to refine his mental strength, making it purer...

 

...

 

In the morning, Freyr returned to the barracks. Today, he summoned even more troops... nearly all soldiers without patrol duties gathered at the training ground.

 

In just half a day yesterday, everyone who participated in the football game had fallen in love with the sport.

 

And today, Freyr introduced a new way to play.

 

"I'll put up one gold coin." Freyr smiled, "You can form teams at will and register to participate! Teams will be divided by drawing lots... losers are eliminated, winners advance to face other teams! The team that wins in the end gets a gold coin prize."

 

Although Andrew thought this football game was somewhat frivolous, it did no harm to the soldiers. At least, running around could improve their physical strength. Moreover, the soldiers were currently in a period of rest and recovery after the spring drills, and training wasn't very rigorous.

 

Besides, this young master was so enthusiastic; it wouldn't do to dampen his spirits...

 

Of course, the deeper reason was that Knight Andrew himself quite enjoyed the game.

 

With the esteemed young master's suggestion, the officers had no objections. Naturally, the soldiers were even more enthusiastic.

 

Especially... since there was a prize to be won!

 

To ensure the "cup tournament" continued and maintained the soldiers' stamina, Freyr deliberately shortened the match duration.

 

In his previous life, a regular match was ninety minutes, but Freyr set the time to half that here.

 

Quickly, the logistics clerks in the barracks took charge of registration, and the eager soldiers formed teams based on their friendships or simply their squads and signed up for the competition.

 

The bustling scene lasted the entire morning, and in the end, forty teams were registered!

 

Each team was composed of fifteen members (Freyr's rule: eleven starters, four substitutes).

 

The total number of participants reached six hundred! This meant that over half of the thousand soldiers in the barracks joined in.

 

Luckily, the training ground was large enough, and outside, there were vast woodlands and grasslands, so there was no worry about space.

 

Freyr personally drew lots for the groupings, and thus, the first Russell family football cup tournament began...

 

Because it was a knockout tournament, the forty teams would be halved after the first round.

 

Due to the field constraints, the twenty first-round matches couldn't all be played simultaneously. It wasn't until the afternoon that the top twenty teams emerged!

 

After watching most of the matches, Freyr, with his Wizard's keen mental strength and memory, had already gathered enough data!

 

Which teams had better stamina, which players were more prone to diving, which players had stronger talent, and which teams were weaker...

 

Freyr firmly remembered all these details.