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Reincarnated with the Mind Control Powers in Another World.
Chapter 155 -155
He's utilizing a cooldown skill along with Phoenix Ignition to maintain his stamina," Jake explained, displaying Anon's previous race clips on the screen.
"What exactly are you trying to say, Jake?" Seti asked, her expression filled with confusion.
"What Jake means is that Anon takes breaks every 10 minutes because the skill he uses to maintain stamina with Phoenix Ignition goes on a cooldown for 5 minutes after every 10 minutes," Samantha explained.
"Correct," Jake confirmed.
"So, how do we win with this? He'll just keep running with his monstrous speed and defeat all of us. Once his cooldown is over, he becomes unstoppable. Damn it, this Commoner is giving me headaches," Seti spoke, grabbing her head in frustration.
"No, I have a plan. I'll use a stacking spell in this race," Samantha spoke confidently.
"What difference does that make?" Seti asked.
"Stacking spells don't provide instant speed; instead, they gradually boost your speed over time," Jake explained.
"Okay, so what? Can you guys get to the point, for fuck's sake?" Seti blurted out, immediately realizing her choice of words.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Oh shit, I-I didn't mean to say that. I'm so sorry, I just-" Seti began to apologize.
"Stop it. Judging by that Commoner's attitude, I can confirm one thing. He doesn't like nobles and wants to show his superiority over us. He'll do something foolish at the start of the race, and that's when we'll seize the opportunity to win. Once I safely accumulate over 9 stacks, no one can defeat me," Samantha explained.
"Even if Anon catches up to sis, he'll still have to stop for his cooldown, and that's when we'll hammer the final nail of victory in that Commoner's coffin," Jake added.
"Okay, I can arrange for some guys to delay him at the starting line for a while, want--"
"NO," both Jake and Samantha shouted loudly.
"Whoa, okay, okay, chill. What's gotten into both of you?" Seti asked, bewildered.
"We've seen your brilliant mind already. We're only sharing this plan with you because there are certain things we, as students, can't do in emergencies. That's why we're entrusting you with this. Understand?" Samantha explained.
"Okay, I understand. Just tell me what you need, and I'll arrange it as quickly as possible. We have to win this race, or the nobles will become a laughingstock," Seti replied.
"Good. We'll take care of it."
Seventh ring, Dragon House of Flames...
A woman practiced in the training room, striking the immortal dummy with her sword repeatedly.
She had long black hair cascaded down her back, complementing her fierce red eyes that gleamed with determination. Her fair complexion radiated an aura of confidence, and her well-toned body boasted chiseled six-pack abs. She was a formidable warrior, and her dedication to honing her skills was evident in every movement.
The wooden sword she had been using to strike the dummy finally snapped under the force of her blows.
"Still struggling to break it, huh?" A man in royal attire asked from behind as he laughed a bit his voice resonating with a mix of pride and curiosity.
His red eyes gleamed, and his sturdy frame emitted an aura of authority.
"Ah, Father, is there something you need my help with?" the woman asked, donning her plate armor and securing her sword at her waist.
"Yeah, I could use your assistance," the man replied.
"It's been 21 years since you last spoke to me. Today, you suddenly show up and ask for my help. I don't think you want me to be your bodyguard since you have Alex. So, what brings you here after all this time?" She questioned, her words laced with a boldness that had long been absent from their interactions as she wiped the sweat from her forehead with a white towel.
"Oh, it has been 21 years, huh? Well, I don't have such a good memory. But for now, I have a great offer for you," the man said, handing a screen to the woman.
Curiosity piqued, the woman accepted the device, her fingers deftly navigating its interface. As she activated the screen, a series of race clips featuring a talented racer named Anon unfolded before her eyes. Each clip showcased Anon's remarkable skills and undeniable potential.
"Hmm... Such remarkable progress at such a young age. Impressive," she murmured, her gaze fixated on the screen, captivated by Anon's abilities.
"So, what do you think, Sherly?" the man inquired.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"My name is Silk, and this kid is good. He'll make a fine knight. However, no matter what you offer him, he will never join our house. His demeanor suggests he has no interest in material wealth, and he possesses skills beyond our teachings. He's a self-learner who hones his abilities over time," Silk stated firmly.
"So much insight from just watching a few clips... How do you know he doesn't lack money? After all, he's just a Commoner," the man questioned.
"You're the family leader of our house, Bolge, the greatest dragon warrior, and you still can't figure that out?" Silk mocked.
"Well, you could say I'm more of a Berserk than a gentleman. Care to explain how you concluded that this kid lacks neither money nor skills, despite being a Commoner?" Bolge asked.
"Here, look at this clip. He jumped over an incredibly long valley and used four skills simultaneously. It's called a quadracast," Silk responded before Bolge could.
"This demonstrates that he possesses skills that you cannot teach him in exchange for recruiting him."
"And after this quadracast, his mana dropped significantly. What would a Commoner with no money do when they run out of mana?"
"Hmm... Drink a high-quality mana potion?" Bolge suggested.
"No, he waits for his mana to regenerate. But this kid did something almost unbelievable. He produced a special-grade mana potion and consumed it all at once, as if he had a stock of them in his dimensional pocket. This indicates that he is not poor and possesses a significant amount of gold," Silk explained.
"Hmm, he'll be challenging to recruit," Bolge murmured.
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