Chapter 47 Blood Origin (1)

Chapter 47 Blood Origin (1)

Chapter 47: Blood Origin (1)

Hunter was in his new apartment.

To be more precise, in his room, with a big bed enough for two, a drawer, vast windows, and a closet. He was now perched on the bed, cross-legged, with his head hanging low as he trained his eyes on the screen.

Since it's been only three days after he moved in here with Aimee and Seraphina, Hunter didn't have enough time to furnish it to his preferences. The oak wooden design was also to his liking, so he didn't have much to change.

But if it weren't for a tablet, Hunter's room would have been littered with various books.

He had been diligently studying for three days, after all.

Which was comfortable as tablets had hologram keyboards, allowing him to easily note valuable knowledge from newbie classes.

It made Hunter wonder if the boss disliked tablets, for Charlotte had said before that she was often surrounded by piles of documents since she was the accountant of the Darkness Guild. Well, even in Hunter's previous world, some people liked to stay loyal to the old methods.

'A new opportunity to make the boss like tablets! We'll be able to exchange selfies!'

Speaking of selfies, Charlotte loved the edited picture of her little sister's selfie with Hunter. Of course, Hunter knew that Charlotte wasn't interested in Aimee, so editing her out only did more good. And with enough time, he'd introduce his girlfriend to her and Miss Layla.

And as Hunter thought of Aimee, he couldn't help but unconsciously smile. She wasn't an easy woman, even in her prime, with her desires and needs meticulously repressed. In those past three days, they had evenings in bed, but with nothing but tablets in their hands, talking about their past.

Hunter had a lot to share since he had tried every possible occupation in his village.

'Aimee likes hiking! It's similar to my climbing in the gray world, isn't it? She used high altitude and challenging terrain to improve her Agility Origin, mixing her hobby with her self-training.'

Origins were one of the main sources of one's strength and potential.

There was even mana origin, after all.

And everything really leveraged mana nowadays.

Which had given Hunter some idea... what if he had something called Blood Origin? After all, most humans were born with the precious mana, and monsters and other existences had their own version of mana origins.

It was something Hunter learned from his studies!

'Strength, Mana, Vitality are the common three... Aimee told me that her family tested her system, finding Agility Origin, which wasn't unheard of in her family but was still less precious than highly expanded mana origin. She shaped her path to the speed and swordsmanship...'

Ever since Hunter found out about his blood being like mana, he was instinctively trying to grasp it as much as possible.

As far as that was concerned, Hunter was pretty good at it since he developed a skill called Red Rose, shaped after his experience from both lives.

'If Blood Origin exists within me... it should dwell within the heart!'

It didn't take a genius to think of that.

Hunter shut his eyes and deeply focused on his system. He touched his Strength Origin for a second, which reacted like a docile pet to his desire, moving back and forth within him as though waiting for Hunter to throw a toy at it. And then, Hunter focused on his heartbeat.

To help his cause, he put his hand on his chest, sensing the drums.

An hour flew by in an instant... and then, two more... with Hunter sitting cross-legged like a statue.

When his flatmates returned, they were surprised by no reaction from Hunter, as he would always come out to greet them and shower them with questions and his pearly smile. Intrigued by that change, Aimee knocked on the door to Hunter's room, then left it slightly ajar to peek inside, only for her hazel eye to get slammed by the cold draft.

The entire room was shrouded in coldness, which was soothing for Seraphina and Aimee as they had just returned from their joint training in the union newbie grounds. As more coldness flooded the apartment, Aimee decided to let Hunter stay still, closing the door with a sigh.

"No evening stories... you told me you had an interesting story about your days in smithy..." Aimee sulked before rolling her eyes at herself as she just noticed how she was getting more interested in Hunter's life.

His cute face just now wasn't so cute... for he focused so much that he looked like a handsome man holding a world on his shoulder, ready to unleash all its content for his cause.

Which was the impression that wasn't too far off the reality.

"Do you want to look out for missions later today? A week is about to end. We need money and status in the union," Aimee turned her eyes to the crimson-haired woman who was about to enter the bathroom.

Seraphina curtly nodded, "Fine. There are some pointers I have to share with you."

"Oh? That's what I wanted to surprise you with, too."

These two smiled like friendly rivals before going their own way.

As for Hunter, his consciousness was sucked into the gray world as he touched the Blood Origin sheathed within his heart.

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Appearing on the spire of the first mountain he had climbed after dying to the red wolf's teeth, Hunter was horrified for a second, believing he had just killed himself.

Perhaps it was too early for him to delve into the mysteries of the Blood Origin, and his own inheritance brought him here to punish him for going this far.

Which wasn't really the case.

"A bridge..."

There was a bridge that the other end was connected to the tallest mountain in the gray world, with a spire shrouded in silver and dense clouds. It didn't lead Hunter to the peak, however.

Instead, it flew to the vast cave's mouth etched at one of the lowest points of the tallest mountain.

Which meant that Hunter was still far away from attaining the best of his inheritance, but he was given a chance to lick the foundations of it.

A lone voyage in the inheritance began then...