From Human to Skeleton: Revived with Infinite System Crystals

Chapter 307: General Omina

"Also, she managed to summon or conjure light gauntlets for a brief moment when she lunged at me," Ty continued, still marvelling at the memory. "That might be her third skill, right? A perfect blend of mid-range and close combat, complemented by an ability like PDM?"

The lieutenant nodded. "You're on the mark about light being her attribute, but you've got it wrong about her third skill; she hasn't unlocked it yet. That's something that's been gnawing at her, but she'll overcome it in time."

"Moreover, every time you were sidetracked, she manipulated light strings from her shoulder to her arm to launch arrows in the blink of an eye. It's not just the gauntlet she employs that light for."

He mused for a moment before adding, "It's merely my personal theory, but her dependence on the bow might be the very reason she hasn't unlocked her final skill."

"Wow, how does a kingdom even keep all of this under wraps? If where I'm from something like this happened, the world would probably fall into chaos as people tried to assert dominance with all the power they suddenly have," Ty stated.

"Yes, I remember you mentioned you originally came from a world where people had no inherent skills, just the intellect to build infinitely. It's somewhat like what we have achieved here. Though from what you said, they might still be a bit behind us.

But then again, we integrate the magic in the air with electronics to enhance everyday life," the lieutenant recalled, connecting their worlds with a thoughtful nod.

"Funnily enough, the history books did mention a period of madness when the world was consumed by a great flame, quelled only when five elders united to dispel it. This alliance laid the foundation for the first kingdom, which evolved into the dominion they knew today. With an iron grip, the kingdom governed, ensuring no faction could ascend and return the world to that era of darkness."

Ty, with eyes wide in fascination, exclaimed, "Wow, I really could sit for hours listening to you talk about the history."

The lieutenant gave a nod. "But sadly, that will be for another time. Let's get you back and cleaned up for your meeting. And let me know how it goes with the girl, okay?"

Ty nodded, and they headed back toward the prison. On the way, Ty noticed another man dressed in silvery silk clothing, his frame thin and an eyepatch covering one eye, walking past them. Accompanying him was a bulky man towering around eight feet tall, adorned with full shackles and a muzzle.

The lieutenant gave the man a slight wave and remarked, "I see you were selected to be a mentor again. Such an honor, right?"

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/-\\Meanwhile a few hours from the Lt's POV/-\\

As the lieutenant walked through the wooden door into an office adorned with purple carpets and walls lined with books, he greeted, "Good afternoon, General Omina. I was informed you wanted to meet with me."

General Omina, seated amidst the scholarly ambiance, acknowledged his presence with a nod. "I was seeking an update on the Demon Boy. Your insights—are he truly of the Demon Clan, or could this be a misunderstanding?" she inquired, her fingers running through her long purple hair that cascaded down her back, contrasting with her striking red dress.

Reflecting on his extensive study, the lieutenant shared his assessment. "Based on the history books I've diligently perused, he doesn't inherently exhibit the typical markers of demonhood, save for resembling a particular demon known for its caring and charming demeanor."

He then mentioned a discovery. "During my research, I stumbled upon an image in one of my history books, a perfect depiction of his appearance."

Intrigued, General Omina, her eyes a vivid blue, examined the photo closely. "So, he is a demon, then?"

He concluded, "Yes, the physique might belong to a demon. However, the individual I've interacted with doesn't resonate with demonic nature. It's clear he's linked to the Demon Clan, but I suspect a different, more significant force shadows him, posing the actual threat we're vigilant against."

He also drew this funny diagram.

-(*)- End POV for the Lt

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Ty laid in the dark staring up toward the darkness as the prisoner guard came by and stated "Your visitor is here.