Caleb didn't want to waste the opportunity he created. He charged at Mordred, planning to pierce him in the eye and kill him in the same way as their dead comrade.
However, before he could even close the distance, a knife blocked the trajectory of his attack.
'How?' Then Caleb was surprised to notice Mordred, particularly his bloodshot eyes. Now Caleb knew that Mordred somewhat reacted faster than he had expected and managed to save his eyes.
Instead of continuing his attack. Caleb decided to retreat and ran towards the kitchen. He jumped passed the red mark on the floor, then he saw a blood-spattered knife lying on the floor so he hurriedly picked it up.
Unfortunately, Mordred managed to close the distance with his large stride. He raised his knife and put all his weight in his arms, preparing to stab Caleb.
"You lack attention to details." Caleb's evil smile made Mordred aware that something was wrong.
But it was too late. His left foot slipped as it stepped on the red mark on the floor. He tried his best to balance himself, but his momentum didn't make it easier.
Caleb suddenly threw another pack of sashimi powder right into Mordred's face. Yes, there are two packs of sashimi powder on the table. Since he can take them all, why settle for one?
"Well, I won-"
Before Caleb could even finish his words, he felt a piercing pain in his chest. His heart rate started to decline and a cold sensation spread throughout his whole body. When Caleb look down, he saw the same knife on Mordred's hand from his chest, and blood continuously spurted from it.
"You think I can only swing? I'm the most skilled thrower in our group. But throwing your only weapon is foolish, so I only because you forced me." Mordred stood up from the ground while clutching his bruised knees. His eyes were closed as he was talking with Caleb. After all, the toxic powder in the air hasn't dissipated yet. "That's why when I saw you throw the Ice Pick to James accurately, I couldn't believe it. Your technique had reached the intermediate level."
Mordred pulled Mir and James's dead body. He eyed Caleb's corpse one last time and the empty bucket near the chimney. 'Think about it now. He should have just climbed the chimney. He's just alone and James might not have been able to notice him.'
Thinking of this, Mordred shook his head, closed the wooded door, and left without looking back.
A few seconds after Mordred left. A little girl crawled out from the chimney with her face covered with ashes and her fingers were bloodied. She walked towards Caleb's body and sobbed.
A few minutes later, her eyes became colder and colder. She stopped crying and her face turned emotionless. "I'll avenge you, brother. I'll eradicate them all!!"
...
"So that's how it works." Caleb woke up with a look of understanding on his young face. This time, he finally knew how he got reincarnated. "So I'm a four years old kid this time. I hope Patricia managed to survive."
Thinking of his little sister in his first reincarnation. Caleb hoped that his death wasn't in vain.
'Let's see... Where am I now?' The first he noticed was the double-deck bed he was in. There's also a teenager playing games not far away from him. 'Good! Modern world!'
Now, he knew how his reincarnation works as he received information from a weird blue slime in his dream. Plus, he can also feel it with his consciousness as if he was connected by it by a spiritual link. Caleb didn't exactly know why he has it, but he at least understood its function. 'It might be my golden finger after all...'
His second reincarnation isn't a coincidence. Since he managed to access the mysterious blue slime whose origin he didn't know.
The blue slime is like a transportation tool where it carried Caleb's consciousness. It constantly travels in the river of time. Past, present, future. Different timelines and different worlds with different rules.