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

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“Why am I carrying this damn egg?!” Ignatius was complaining as he brought the egg with us.

“Well you’re made of fire and all, so you’re the perfect incubator.” I nodded. “We’re bringing the nest too but that’s inside of Glutton and he can’t store living beings inside.”

“You’re perfect for the job, dragon!” Aquarina laughed. “You’re literally made of flames, and you can carry it anywhere because you float. You’re perfect for the job.”

“Uuugghh…” Ignatius sighed, looking at the golden egg he placed inside of his chest made of fire.

He was completely made of spiritual flames. So his body was semi-corporeal, and he could store things inside. Usually they would melt instantly though, but this temperature was just ideal for a Phoenix Egg to be incubated quite well.

“Here we are.”

We made our way back to the camp, noticing our parents were already up and beginning to pack things up. My mother was preparing breakfast with my father and Ninhursag’s help.

“Oh there you are.” My mom said. “Where have you girls been? Huh?” Her sharpy eyes easily noticed the egg Ignatuis was carrying.

“Don’t tell me you got that egg from the nest of the phoenix?” My father said what she was thinking right now.

“Yep, pretty much.” I nodded. “We found it, and we brought it here for now. Aquarina tried making a familiar bond, but the egg rejected her…”

“Why didn’t you try yourself?” Nepheline asked me.

“I don’t really want it, I have too many Familiars to take care of now, another one would be a big issue.” I sighed. And that’s not even considering that there’s another one slowly incubating inside of my soul scape.

“I see, fair enough.” My dad nodded. “You do have a lot right now… Well, if Aquarina can’t take it, who would?”

“Wait… Zephy should have already absorbed the phoenix’s power by now.” My mother said. “After we ate, we bathed him last night and I made him drink an elixir I made using the tongue, eyes, and heart of the phoenix too. I’m going to go wake him up.”

My mother, who was always interested in making her children as powerful as possible, ran back to the tent where Zephyrus slept. Celica’s bed was also there, both usually shared their tent because they were rather close. I often hear them reading fairy tales before bed.

“So mom just did all of that last night already?! Damn she’s fast.” I was shocked.

“She sure is, hahaha!” My father laughed.

As we talked to pass the time, uncle Arafunn appeared, slowly descending from the skies. As usual, he goes wherever he wants and comes back whenever he wants too.

“Good morning everyone. Is breakfast ready?” He yawned.

“Not yet… Were you sleeping in the skies? With this heat?!” Nepheline laughed.

“I am used to this heat. And with my winds, I can be protected of most of it with its cooling abilities~ There’s nothing better than sleeping atop the clouds, gazing the moonlight only to be greeted by a beautiful golden sun the next morning.” Arafunn said. “Only Heroes of Wind will ever experience such bliss- Ah well, Zack too, in the future. I hope he continues the tradition.”

“Is sleeping in the clouds and being uninterested about everything part of being a hero of winds?” Ninhursag wondered, crossing her arms. “Well, I’m glad my son won’t be a true hero of winds then…”

“Hahaha! That boy is very reckless and fiery. I doubt he’ll ever inherit most of my traits, as hard as I try, he is his own kid now.” Arafunn shrugged. “That doesn’t mean he’ll stop singing and making songs though! I have already thought about his next test. He needs to pick an instrument of his liking!”

Everyone facepalmed, Ninhursag in specific was slightly frustrated that my uncle was torturing Zack with having to do all sorts of cringe things he disliked doing.

“Look Arafunn, can’t you just teach the kid how to use wind magic better and stuff? Or a cultivation technique?” Asked Ninhursag. “Does he really need to learn how to sing and make music? I find it a bit cute, but he clearly dislikes it a bit…”

“Dear, I am the one teaching here and my methods will be whatever I want.” Said Arafunn. “Trust me, I am not doing this for my own amusement… Well, a bit. But not too much. Learning music and attuning with melodies is essential for the Wind Spirits to like you. They always flock around musicians the most. That or Nature Spirits. Every bard or singer I’ve met always has either a nature or a wind spirit contract to them, ninety percent usually a wind one. They help you amplify your voice to be heard loud and clear and can even deafen other sounds around you so you can concentrate in your melodies! Through their wind, it is even possible to imitate the sound of many instruments, creating a whole orchestra!”

“I-I see… Okay, sorry. Maybe I got a bit too cocky saying that.” Ninhursag sighed. “Do as you may, Arafunn. I’m leaving my boy to your care. Please be nice with him, okay?”

“I’m being the nicest I can possibly be, Ninhursag. But if I am not strict enough, he won’t learn.” Said Arafunn. “Leave it to me, girl. Don’t you worry.”

“I guess this is how most of your strongest magic techniques are made, uncle?” I asked him. “After all, they’re all conjured through melodies and songs.”

“Indeed, my little dear.” He nodded, patting my head merrily. “I won’t ask him to do the same. Everyone has their own way to understand the winds… But he will have to harmonize with the rhythm to an extent.”

“I never though Zack would become your apprentice from all people.” I giggled a bit. “I am looking forward to his struggles…”

“Hahaha, it was already hilarious how hard he tried to do that song.” Aquarina giggled slightly evilly.

“Haahh… I’m rooting for him.” Ninhursag sighed silently.

After our little conversation, mom brought Zephy with her. Celica also came right behind her, looking also quite sleepy. As he walked closer, I noticed something within him. His Aura… had grown much stronger. And it seemed somewhat divided? Like my own Yggdragon dual aura.

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