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

Chapter 1066 Yggdrasil's Chosen
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Aquarina was really, really concentrated synthetizing a bunch of blue colored crystals with her Alchemy Cauldron, to the point she surprisedquite a bit.

"Sylphy! You're back!"

"Yep I'm back, how's everything going? I see you're quite busy."

"Y-Yeah…"

She got a bit shy after I saw her working on her own things. But it was a nice thing to see. It remindedI wasn't the only Alchemist, and that she was taught about Alchemy Magic by my mother as well.

Aquarina was in fact rather talented, I mostly relied on my Skills, but she could do amazing things only with her proficiency, patience, and magic alone.

"Ah! Sorry for going off, I was looking at a few things in my Dungeon." I giggled slightly embarrassedly. "Anyways, what's wrong? Are you embarrassed?"

"A bit, I was just making a few things on my own…" She sighed. "Because my Spirits are at max level, I was thinking on helping them evolve using scompatible materials! Like you said before, they can grow stronger if I do that, right?"

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"Right…" I nodded. "Are you making special magic crystals?"

"Indeed, I wanted stalone to make them, so I decided to do it while you were in the dungeon." She guessed I was there. "Um…"

"Right, I'll leave you be if you need stalone, sorry to disturb you." I nodded. "I'll bring sbreakfast for you!"

I knew she could have just askedfor help, she was still trying to figure a powerful catalyst on her own, but she wanted to do it on her own too, so if I offered my help, I might be insulting her efforts.

"T-Thank you for understanding, Sylphy… Sorry if I sounded a bit rude." She apologized.

"It's fine! I trust you'll make something nice." I smiled. "Ask your spirits for help too! They'll know what they want."

"Oh, right… You're right!" She nodded, summoning the two of them.

After talking and leaving her on her own, not after giving her a kiss on her cheeks, I decided to move outside of the tent, quickly finding my parents and the majority of the adults and my friends outside already.

The sun coming from the skies and the gentle breeze greeted my face, makingfeel slightly refreshed if not a bit chilly. I felt like drinking something warm to start the day.

I saw my parents hastily preparing breakfast, and greeted them with hugs.

"Good morning!" I hugged my mom from behind.

"Oh, Sylphy. You're up earlier today." She giggled. "What a miracle."

"Yeah, you don't see that every day!" My father laughed after I hugged him as well.

"Hey! I can wake up earlier if I really want to!" I sighed. "I was checking on my dungeon, some… interesting things happened. And-"

"Hm? What's this sensation?" My mother's perceptive eyes and senses quickly noticed something "wrong" with me.

She quickly touched my head and forehead and imbued smagic into her fingertips.

FLASH!

And then… Yeah, what I was planning to just hide for now was quickly revealed right away!

"A tattoo with a tree and an eye!" My mother gasped, covering her mouth.

"Wait, huh?" My dad seemed a bit clueless. "Isn't that what your grandmother has, Sylphy? What's that about? Smagic power?" He wondered, while serving himself sblack tea.

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"T-That's the Blessing of Yggdrasil!" My mother screamed, panicking and getting happy at the stime. "I-I can't believe it! Yggdrasil chose you, Sylphy?!"

"Y-Yeah… While I was sleeping I entered her Domain for a bit, she said I would becher Gardener." I sighed. "Ugh, I was planning on keeping it a secret to not make a fuss about it."

"A Gardener you say? I see, so she chose you because of your blooming talent and your heroic deeds." My mother nodded. "Makes sense to an extent…I guess you were not chosen as a Saint, my mother is the current Saint of Yggdrasil, there can't "A Gardener you say? I see, so she chose you because of your blooming talent and your heroic deeds." My mother nodded. be more than one. This means you've becan Yggdrasil's Knight, someone destined to serve Yggdrasil as their protector."

"Ugh, is that a lot of responsibility?" My dad asked. "I want Sylphy to be free like the wind, you know? Tying her to these things…"

"Don't worry, dear. She'll always be free. This is mere a small gift from the tree." My mother smiled. "There's nothing to fear nor to feel worried about. It will still be on Sylphy's own judgement if she ever wants to aid Yggdrasil in a crisis… Though, knowing her, she would have done it even if she didn't get a blessing."

"Well, I guess? It is like a Goddess that protects the entire continent we live on, so I don't have much of a choice myself." I shrugged. "Her Blessing madestronger though, I feel a deeper connection with nature like never before… Mom, do you have the blessing too?"

"No, not me." She sighed. "I don't know why but I was never chosen, maybe because I obeyed the Gods' orders too much, and that displeased her. After all, Yggdrasil is a Goddess born in this world, although right now the Gods of Heaven and the Gods of Terrarium have a neutral relationship, Yggdrasil still must not think well of them… Your revolutionary thought process, the way you accept everyone, and how you plan to not just kill the Demon King when they're born… I suppose you're someone Yggdrasil would like. Instead of me, someone that went along… and did atrocities because I thought it was the right thing."

"Mom…" I sighed. "Y-You don't have to think of yourself like that, you were being manipulated too! A-And there was also a real threat in that time, our country was being attacked…"

"I know, but there were still many things I shouldn't had done…" She sighed. "I… Well, you're right. Let's think on the present now! Congratulations, dear."

She hugged and kissedhappily, but within her words, I could still feel her enormous guilt, something that was always, constantly weighing down on my mother's shoulders…

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