Reincarnation Of A Swordsman: The Omni Mage

Kyle strolled back to his house, a faint grin on his face. After the chaos in the classroom and the overwhelming results, he was finally alone, away from the buzz of his peers.

As he opened the door, the familiar sight of Void lounging lazily on the couch greeted him. The dragon lifted its head, golden eyes gleaming with curiosity.

"You're back," Void said, stretching his little form. "Took you long enough."

Kyle chuckled. "I've got some news for you."

Void tilted his head, waiting expectantly.

"I took first place."

The dragon blinked before letting out a low, satisfied hum. "Of course, you did. I wouldn't expect anything less from my human. You're finally living up to my standards."

Kyle rolled his eyes. "Your standards? Pretty sure this was all me."

"Sure, sure," Void replied smugly, his tail flicking in amusement. "But you can't deny I've been a great influence."

Ignoring the dragon's self-congratulatory attitude, Kyle gestured toward his room. "We've got work to do. Pack your smugness away; we're heading out."

Void's form shimmered as he entered the system pet space. [Work, you say? Sounds like another chance for you to show off. What's the plan?]

"We're traveling, remember?" Kyle replied as he packed a few essentials into his inventory. "But first, we need to make a stop at the academy mall. Can't return to Frulia empty-handed."

With Void secured in the pet space and his inventory packed with all his needs, Kyle set off toward the academy mall with a clear plan in mind.

***

The mall was bustling, students and staff moving through the wide corridors, their chatter blending into a lively hum. Kyle wasted no time, diving into his spree.

His first stop was a shop specializing in healing potions. Rows of neatly organized bottles lined the shelves, their colors ranging from vibrant reds to soothing blues. Kyle scanned the labels before calling over the shopkeeper.

"I'll take 200 Basic Healing Potions," he said, his tone casual.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened, but he quickly recovered, bowing slightly. "Right away, sir."

Kyle didn't stop there and ordered various types of potions. While the potions were being packed, Kyle moved to the next stall. This one offered a variety of alchemical supplies. He picked out rare herbs, elixirs, and antidotes that would be invaluable for Madam Grace's infirmary.

Void's voice echoed in his mind as he continued. [Stocking up on potions and herbs? You're planning for a war, not a vacation.]

"Better to be overprepared than under," Kyle replied.

From there, he ventured to a store that sold high-quality cooking equipment. He spent a good chunk of time selecting pots, pans, and utensils, ensuring each item met his standards.

The shopkeeper beamed at the large purchase but that was what he was good at, satisfying storekeepers.

Next, Kyle visited a boutique for clothing. He picked out elegant dresses for Madam Grace and Riya, choosing styles he thought they'd appreciate. For himself, he grabbed a set of casual but high-quality outfits, including a sleek jacket that caught his eye.

The biggest splurge came at a tech store where he purchased a state-of-the-art comm similar to the ones used in the academy. The device was cutting-edge, capable of long-range communication and data transfer. Its price tag, 20,000 credits, made even Kyle wince, but he knew it would be a game-changer for Madam Grace as she didn't have anything of that sort.

By the time he left the mall, his inventory was brimming with items. Void's voice, amused and slightly envious, broke the silence. [You're really going all out. But what about me? I could use a new snack or two.]

"You'll get your share," Kyle promised.

***

The final stop was his favorite stall, a store known for its high-quality mana cores. The two shopkeepers, both middle-aged men with friendly smiles, immediately recognized Kyle.

"Ah, our favorite customer!" one of them exclaimed, his eyes lighting up. "What brings you here today?"

Kyle grinned. "I'm looking to buy. A lot."

The second shopkeeper raised an eyebrow. "How much are we talking about?"

"400,000 credits' worth," Kyle said casually.

[Damn, Kyle, thank you!] Void responded before the shopkeepers could even react.

'In your dreams. These are for me,' Kyle replied Void internally, throwing him off his dream before he even had it.

[You owe me 1,000 mana cores, remember?]

Kyle smiled, knowing that Void would bring that up, but he replied simply: 'Yeah, when you break through.'

[Okay, I will... soon. But leave some for me till then.]

'Sure,' Kyle replied with a smirk.

The shopkeepers froze and their smiles turning into astonished stares. "Four… hundred thousand?"

"You heard me."

They quickly snapped into action, gathering mana cores of Tier-1 grades. As they worked, one of them asked, "If you don't mind us asking, what's all this for?"

"Vacation prep," Kyle replied with a smirk.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The shopkeepers laughed, though their expressions were still a mix of awe and disbelief. "Well, with this haul, you'll be more than prepared."

Kyle smiled to himself, focusing on the growing pile of mana cores. Once everything was packed, he transferred the credits to them and they all wished him the best. "Good luck on your trip, and don't forget to visit us again!"

"Will do," Kyle replied, satisfied with his purchases.

***

Kyle had one more place to go before heading to homeroom. With knowing steps, he walked into the contribution hall, entering in and out with his contribution points all spent.

By the time he returned to homeroom hall, it was nearly 12:00 PM. The room was already buzzing with students, groups forming as they discussed their plans.

Kyle spotted Riya near the center of the hall. She noticed him approaching and raised an eyebrow. "What took you so long?"

He grinned. "I've got a surprise for you when we get back."

Riya's interest was piqued, though she tried to play it cool. "Hmm, a surprise? Better be worth it."

"Oh, it will be," Kyle said confidently.

As they waited, the conversation around the room grew louder, excitement and anticipation filling the air. Students exchanged stories and jokes, the tension from the earlier results replaced by eagerness for the upcoming holidays.

At exactly 12:00 PM, the room quieted as Dan entered, his usual stern expression softening slightly by the festive atmosphere.