Good Grief

The mechanism behind using magic was actually pretty simple. As long as you had the right requirements for it, you could launch the spells with ease. The only large drawback was your mana consumption. With mana, it wasn't enough with just filling up the core with potions again and again.

The mana core will get exhausted and strained with each spell depending on the difficulty, so it could impact the caster negatively when they use several spells in succession even if they had sufficient mana. The core could be trained to avoid the exhaustion to a certain level, but it was still obstructive.

The most basic spells can be used right away as long as you had the aptitude. However, for more advanced spells, you needed to 'inherit' it.

Advanced spells, unlike basic ones, were categorized as skills. They could come from places such as magic books, ancient scrolls, or as reward for a legendary being.

This knowledge was well known in each generation of Players, who strove to increase their power as much as possible.

Advanced spells that could cause literal catastrophes existed. These spells couldn't be obtained by simply coming across an item, but rather had to be inherited from a legacy.

One had to obtain the approval of the legendary being and be allowed to continue the legacy.

Legacies existed both in Incrad and inside Yggdrasil. He knew this because he had received news of some people obtaining said legacies. Those people's powers instantly skyrocketed. They wouldn't merely obtain a skill or two, but rather could become the legendary being's successor.

Of course, a normal person wouldn't cut it. The successor had to fulfill whatever the legends' wishes. No matter how random it was. This was why it was so hard to accomplish. No one knew what the legends wanted. They just had to pray for a lot of luck so that the legends' grace stopped by them.

Legacy was far from Elgin's priority list, but it did entice him.

Elgin headed towards Yggdrasil with high spirits after knowing that he could actually use all six elements. It made him giddy with all the excitement. This meant that he could dish out all sorts of magic, and that opened so many gates to opportunities for him.

Within a few minutes, he arrived at Ulya, and walked towards the butcher's shop to deposit his items.

However, before he even reached the district of said shop, his path was blocked off by someone.

It was the man who screamed the loudest a few days ago. The robust man who had an intense glare. That same glare that was once directed at Adel, was now meant for him.

'Ha?' Elgin wasn't scared of this guy's glare. Compared to the wolves' howls and roars, a simple glare was anything but intimidating.

"...Is there anything you want from me?" Elgin wasn't very friendly.

Clear hostility was shown in the other's eyes. There was no way he wouldn't notice it.

The man snickered, thinking that Elgin's polite speech was a sign of him being scared.

It was far from that.

"Hey, aren't you the little guy who acted so damn arrogant the other day? Did you think that you were special or something? This ain't some fantasy novel, and you're not the goddamn main character who can do anything he wants and still get things to his advantage, y'know?" The man said in a mocking tone.

This man was looking for trouble in broad daylight.

Elgin sighed.

There was still a lot of distance from here to Yggdrasil. He had camped around the Rudis Forest for days and didn't see a single Player passing by, only normal characters of the world.

When he was grinding his levels, these people were having the time of their life in Ulya trying to get used to the new world. Their current strength was nowhere near Elgin's. This was undoubtedly the truth.

"It's best if you keep your distance away from me."

Elgin wouldn't deliberately seek trouble with others, but he wasn't a pacifist who would forgive any form of mockery or insults hurled towards his way. This man was just underestimating him at the moment, but if he chooses to escalate the situation further...

It would be the end of his patience.

Elgin looked at him straight in the eye, wondering what he would do next.

In response, the man burst into laughter.

"Are you being serious right now? You, a little wimp, is acting so high and mighty, but I bet you tried to go further than Ulya and got scared, so you came back here to follow our lead, right?! Here, I'll let you join us. But first.." The man cracked his knuckles and swung his arm around, clearly preparing for an attack. "I'll have to give you an exquisite welcoming gift so that you can finally learn some manners!"

The man made his choice.

"Wrong answer." Elgin raised his hand calmly, waiting for the strike to arrive.

The other party launched a punch. It would be considered fast for normal people. But to Elgin, whose vision had been trained with fighting the agile monsters all day long, this kind of speed was laughable.

He perfectly received the strike with bare hands, clutching the other's knuckles and securing it tightly.

'Eating the same stale bread for days is more painful than this strike, that should

"W-What?!" The man was taken aback. Elgin was much smaller than him and didn't seem to possess a lot of strength, but why was his strike fully blocked?

How come? This little kid actually defended against his punch?

He was someone with fighting experience. In his previous world, he was a gangster feared by many. Upon arriving in Incrad, he completely believed that he was purposely sent here to rule over the others. He was clearly the strongest within the batch of people that arrived with him. It was simple observation.

But.. just who is this kid?

"Just so you know, I gave you a chance to stay on the peaceful route, and you declined." Elgin squeezed the man's knuckles, increasing the pressure gradually.