Re:Incarnation System

Chapter 40: Fighting Fire, With Fire

“And that's what happened.” William sighed. "It's my fault for underestimating him."

Owen hit William on the head with his palm which made the boy scream in pain.

“Stupid! The first rule of dungeon exploration is to never underestimate your opponents!” Owen nags. "You realize that if you don't react in time and use the Ring, you and your goats will die."

"…Yes.Yes." William was sad, but that was the reality. He did not dare to make excuses for the mistakes he had made.

"Listen, Little Will," Owen said with a solemn expression. “There are some instances where pure power is useless. The Black Witch is feared by many, do you know why?”

"Is it because of their curse?"William was curious about it.

"Yes and no." Overwrite Owen.

Owen snorted as he summoned a ball of white light in his hand. “The reason why Black Witches are feared is because they can kill people without their victims knowing how they died. Their curse could pierce through that person's body and. destroy it from within.”.

A speck of black appeared in the center of the ball of white light in Owen's hand. Then it gradually became larger until it encompassed all the light, turning it into a black ball of malice.

“This process could take years, but one thing is for sure,” Owen said. “Once the Black Witch decides to kill someone, it will be very difficult for anyone to survive. Fortunately, the Hobgoblin Shaman you fought is only in the Fourth Circle. His spell can be removed by someone with the rank I have.

However, if you are cursed by someone who equates or surpasses mine then nothing in this world can save you. I guarantee you will suffer a very slow and painful death. This is why people do not like to associate themselves with the Black Witch.”

William listened to Owen's explanation and frowned. He then looked at the old man with a serious expression and asked the question he wanted to ask ever since the old man started talking about Dark Arts.

“Then, Mr Owen, how can I fight him?” ask William.

“Well, there are many ways to fight Black magic. The first thing you should do is, kill the Hobgoblin Shaman before he kills you,” Owen replied. “I just find it strange for a ten-year-old like you to ask me how to fight a Hobgoblin Shaman. Do you know? Even Silver Ranked Adventurers could die while facing those creatures!”

The old man's voice was filled with disdain as he looked at the boy in front of him. Even so, William's gaze never wavered. He continued to stare at Owen with a serious expression that made the old man raise his eyebrows.

“You're seriously trying to figure out a way to fight the Hobgoblin Shaman at your current age?” ask Owen. "Why? Are you trying to meet a deadline or something?

"No." William shook his head. “I just want to be stronger. The fight against the Thousand Year Beast made me realize that I was just an ant that could die easily once a creature of that level decided to step on me.”

"Mmm, well, you're not wrong." Owen had to admit that the boy's logic contained the truth. After pondering for a short time, Owen decided to give the boy some advice to overcome his current predicament.

“There are three ways that you can cope with your current situation. As I said, the first is to kill the Goblin Shaman before killing you. This means that you have to use a long-range spell or attack that can kill it at a safe distance.

The second way is to learn Light or Life Magic. Although both magic had the same roots, they still had different purposes. Light Magic is widely used by Cleric, Priest, and Paladin. You can even say that they are Natural enemies of Black magic.”

Owen paused for a moment to let William digest his explanation. He understood that this might be difficult for a ten-year-old to understand, but since the boy was serious, he decided to be serious as well.

“Then the last way to defeat Black magic is.. fight it with Black Magic.” Owen grinned. “Do you know that saying? An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, and fighting fire with fire? Once you master Dark Magic, there will be very few 'status Spells' that can harm you.

William lowered his head as he sank into deep thought. He weighed the pros and cons of Owen's suggestion. After thinking for ten minutes, William raised his head and said his answer.

"Trs. Owen, I want to learn..”.

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“Meeeeh!”

“Meeeeh!”

“Meeeeh!”

“Meeeeh!”

After speaking with Owen, William returned to Ainsworth Residence. After seeing his Grandpa, Uncle, and Aunt, he went straight to the goat stable to check on the herd. He is soon surrounded by Aslan, Chronos, and other goats.

William squatted on the ground and hugged all the goats. Goats surrounded him and attached their foreheads to his body. The boy felt their love and attention and it made him feel warm.

Ella looked at this scene with a calm expression. He wanted to step forward and rest his head on William's shoulder, but he held him back. William's second mother understood that his "son" needed to give the goats a sense of comfort to calm the anxiety that had pushed them beyond the limits of the past few days.

After a while, the goats finally satiated and regained their agile behavior.

"Mama." William stood up and opened his arms wide.

Ella walked forward and licked the boy's face. William giggled because his mother's tongue felt very amused. He hugged her neck and rubbed the top of her head. This is their way of convincing each other that everything is fine.

The Ainsworth family, along with Leah and Cedric, had lunch together. The two brothers were relieved to learn that William had recovered from the "Awakening of Anger". William had been told beforehand that this was the explanation Owen and James had given their comrades, so he had to stick to this explanation.

At lunch, William notices that Leah seems more alive than the last time he saw her. He even smiled and the boy knew that he was not pretending.

"Did something good happen, brother?" ask William. "You look prettier than the last time I saw you."

"Thank you?" Leah gave William a very sweet smile. A smile sweet enough to break his teeth.

"Yes." Yeah." William nodded his head. "Did something good really happen?"

"Maybe" Lea replied. He playfully stuck out his tongue, but said nothing more.

Cedric also noticed the change in his sister's attitude. However, he didn't say anything about it. For her, it was better for Leah to be like this than to be depressed by the death of their father.

If he only knew that his father was not dead, and had even met his sister, he would probably feel the same way as her.