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How to Raise Your Regressor

A Professional Transmigrator meets a newbie Regressor. ❄️❄️❄️ He lived an average, fulfilling life and died of old age. The next moment, he opened his eyes as the Princess of Asmaria. While looking forward to his new life, he died again. And so began his 151,897,914th life as Samur Eckart. Samur is a Professional Transmigrator- or so he says, as he gets transmigrated into a new world every time he dies. However, each time, his memories return only moments before his death. If he successfully survives, he gets to live that life, if he dies, well, he just moves on to his next moment of death. Once again on the verge of death as Samur, he’s saved at the last moment by a young boy. Surprise, surprise, the young boy is a Regressor. As a man of honour, Samur intends to repay his debt then leave because the world is too inconvenient to live in. Well, that’s what he thought, at least, but the Regressor and his friends are kind of… weird, and he can’t seem to get away at all? However, not everything is as it seems. Samur’s whims have made him the part of an eternal lie. Shadows dance in glee as they concoct a requiem far grander than anyone can imagine, while the Lights tremble in delight as the apocalypse threatens the Universe. The dies have been cast, the play has been written, the characters are on the stage, and the sacrifices have been made. And so, it’s finally time to let this game begin. ~~~~~~~~ The cover photo obviously does not belong to me. Discord: https://discord.gg/qxmPDzXYTZ Instagram: @_anit666_

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Hunt

"If you don't, we will find you. We will come for you, and we will kill you. And believe me when I say this, we are very good at that," I said.

「Good luck,」 Mr. Kidnappy McKidapper replied.

Well, well, would you get a load of this fucking idiot. Just what I would expect from someone who kidnaps in broad daylight.

Anyway.

"Wind speed?" I asked after muting the communication channel connected to Lecia's ring.

"Meow."

"To think someone would be this bad at being a spotter..."

Good grief. Maybe I should put Neia aside and train Mr. Cat first.

For now, let's just take an educated guess.

Mm, yes, the wind speed is pretty fucking fast today.

I mean, we are high above in the sky, so it's only natural for the wind to be strong here. Roughly speaking, the wind is blowing in the Northeast direction.

That should suffice for today's exercise.

Time to finesse these motherfuckers.