Reincarnated With A Glitched System: Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

Chapter 1238: Legacy



Me, surpass this Monster of a man?

I think he's even stronger than my dad, and he wants me to surpass him?!

That sounds like a lot of work...

"Of course, that will only become a possibility if you continue training and cultivating your physique." He said. "Before I was born, the royal family prided themselves only on magic and spirit summoning. However, with me, a new Legacy was created. The Legacy of Heaven- Splitting Great Swordsmanship."

"That's... your technique, grandpa?" I asked.

"Indeed." He nodded. "A dramatic name, isn't it? I made it to mock the gods. My swordsmanship is still being refined, I never truly perfected it. Its intentions were simple, I wanted to create a swordsmanship that would even surpass the Gods and split heaven..." "Split... heaven?" I looked.

"It is the only way to get to them. They live above everything, and beyond. A world of their own. To enter, we must split heaven and then kill them." He gritted his teeth.

I never thought he wanted that!

Wait, is grandpa also a "rebel" that doesn't like the gods?

Wow...

"You want to...?"

"Hahaha! I was just joking... Or perhaps not." He smiled. "Alas, I won't be able to reach that goal myself. This is why I must pass on my Legacy to someone else. And after thousands of years since I created it, someone capable of learning it that possess my bloodline was finally born, you, Sylphy."

"..." I remained in silence. "So you've become close and personal with me all just so I can inherit your technique?"

"...Ah, no, that's not it." He said. "I'm sorry if I made you think that way. But I have to admit that it is something very important to me. I had only begun to consider this yesterday, actually. But after seeing you carrying that huge great sword, I wanted you to inherit it. I've never seen an elf carry such a huge weapon with so much pride other than myself."

"Oh... Well, I don't know yet. It feels like such a huge responsibility..." I sighed. "And how do you plan to pass it to me? I doubt it's just asking me to imitate your movements, right?"

"Indeed, it is a powerful Legacy. You know what Legacies are, Sylphy?" He asked. "It is usually something they teach you about in the Academy."

"No, I don't know..."

"Legacies are the combination of dozens of cultivation techniques and weapon techniques together into one. They include Physique Tempering, Magic Circle Runic Inscription, Body Enhancement, Spell Creation, Aura Cultivation, Domain Creation, and also, a Weapon Technique."

"So like Inheritances?"

"Inheritances are simply to inherit something from someone, Legacies... Are much more complex, it is as if you were raising a living being, nurturing it, and with each part, it becomes stronger and more complete. When all parts of the puzzle are assembled together, you achieve the Legacy itself, and then, once you do, you can continue improving it, adding new powers and techniques into it." He explained to me.

"But my Physique..."

"Don't worry, my Legacy has been made to adapt and combine with any other ability." He explained. "I have already taken into consideration what you've progressed. And your Dragon Physique and Spiritual Magic Circle are perfect for my Legacy and might improve it even further. I want to give this to you, Sylphy. This is my gift to you, something that will last and help you through your long life." He explained to me.

"Grandpa..." I looked back into the ground, feeling overwhelmed.

This was too much; can I really shoulder such a huge responsibility as carrying the Legacy of the King of Elves?

Me?

But... To split the heavens with my sword.

If that could help me somehow get to them, the Gods...

I need to take a decision, if I keep doubting myself, and everything else, then I won't get anywhere with my life.

Am I really fine living as I am?

I've been relaxing for a while, but I don't have to forget all the horrible things I've gone through as well.

The threat of the Evil God of Dungeons, the Corrupted Hero Gray, the other Evil Gods aiming for my life and the life of the other heroes, and even my parents.

The remnants of the Demon King, and whatever other insane groups might soon appear.

This world is one of fights and bloodshed as much as it is one of beauty and happiness.

"It's fine if you don't want to take it, Sylphy. Sorry for putting such a pressure on you." Grandpa sighed. "It is fine to do whatever you want. Don't listen to this old man's ramblings... My Legacy may die with me, but so what? You will create new ones, all of you and your friends..."

"No..." I said, touching grandpa's log-like arm. "I'll take it!"

"R-Really?!" He asked.

"Yes!" I nodded.

"Are you sure?!" He asked again.

"I am!" I nodded.

He gasped, standing up and smiling.

"S-Sylphy... You don't know how happy you make your grandfather!"

He lifted me off the ground and laughed.

"Hahahaha!"

"Uwaah! Hey, let me go, grandad!"

"Thank you, Sylphy! Thank you!"

Despite how fine he was with the Legacy dying with him, he became incredibly happy when I decided to take it. He laughed and smiled like a kid, which was so bizarre after seeing him

always being so serious.

When he finally let go of me, he calmed himself down.

"I apologize, my granddaughter. I might have... gone a bit out of my own boundaries there. I

got so happy." He sighed. "This is unlike me. I suppose my inner child is still there, after thousands of years. The young man that worked so hard to refine his physical abilities and

learn swordsmanship..."

"It's fine, I guess..." I sighed. "So when do we start?"

"It won't be any time soon." He said. "We will begin official training once you begin assisting to the Academy, every weekend come to my castle. As for the techniques and the legacy itself. I will begin the creation of a Pseudo-Divine Scroll containing the Spirit Link and the necessary starting techniques of my Legacy, alongside all the Elixirs you'll need to drink to temper and adapt your body to the Legacy. I will give it to you once your coming-of-age ceremony begins, once you're eighteen."

"I-I see, so not any time soon, huh?" I felt a bit disappointed. "Okay, I can wait."

"Until then, I need you to continue training and exercising your body and swordsmanship." He said. "Never miss a single day of exercise, Sylphy! If you do, one day you will become as

big as your grandpa.'

"I-I don't know if I want to get as buffed, but I will continue training, don't worry." I nodded. "It has already become ingrained inside my head anyways; I've been training even in my

vacations."

"I did well in choosing you, you possess the Spirit of Diligence and Perseverance inside your Heart!" He smiled, patting my head gently. "Thank you, Sylphy, for fulfilling one of the

wishes of this old man."

"It's nothing, gramps!" I smiled. "Let's work hard together in the future then!"

"Of course, my granddaughter. I won't have mercy though; my training regime will be

incredibly ruthless. Your father can attest to that. Make sure to prepare yourself for that, you have two years and a half until then!" He said.

"Alright!"