The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

"Young master!" Instantly, a female voice rang out from outside Desmond's room. The woman also opened the door to Desmond's room without knocking it first, sending a wind blow to his face

Laura? Wait ... I just called her; it impossible she arrives so fast. Except...

Desmond, lying on the floor, tried to move his head, but before he could do so, a hand as soft as cotton held his face and head. 

"Please wait a moment, young master." This time Desmond could clearly see the maid's face.

Has long red hair, has thin reddish lips with a hairstyle tied like a ponytail. Her lime eyes staring at his face, within a blush in her cheek making her more beautiful.

Desmond tried to open his mouth, but he felt that it would only drain his stamina even more.

"Sorry for my impudence, excuse me." The maid then pulled Desmond's body forward, making Desmond's face, who had been sleepy, immediately bumped into two mountains that have a soft texture.

"Ah, sorry young master." The maid realized that she did this by mistake; her cheeks were flushed red; she then carried Desmond like a princess and placed him on the bed.

After being in bed, then Desmond opened his mouth. "Laura, tell my parents that I will rest completely today." His body felt so tired; even just talking to it made him even more drowsy.

"Ah, also, put the necklace on the table." Desmond tried to point the necklace on the floor with his eyes.

Laura, who saw this, still did not understand; she approached Desmond and leaning her body against the bed while asking, "Sorry young master, which necklace?" she scanned Desmond's whole body and still didn't find a necklace.

Tch, Desmond hissed irritably. He had tried repeatedly to direct his eyes towards the necklace, but this stupid maid still didn't understand.

Desmond then activated his spell, a trail of energy formed towards where the necklace was.

"Waahh" Laura was surprised when she suddenly saw natural energy appear in front of her; she then looked at her young master and found him glancing at the energy.

Laura then followed the direction of the glance and found a necklace under the chair. "Ah, that's the necklace, young master." She took the necklace and then placed it according to Desmond's orders.

Laura then turned around and smiled at Desmond. "Then, let me excuse, young master," Laura replied softly. She then headed for Desmond's room door and wanted to get out.

But before coming out, she looked at Desmond one last time with a happy face. Young master was not angry with my action earlier; he even called out to me! But I wonder whose necklace actually belongs to? Thought Laura.

Laura then came out, jumping up and down the corridor. Meanwhile, Desmond was still awake, he thought still imagined by the effect of the necklace Alice had given him.

I just hope that the necklace actually works, thought Desmond. If this necklace doesn't work, he's forced to change his plans.

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The next day, Desmond woke up in his room while feeling very refreshed. He then took the necklace and wore it around his neck.

"I don't feel anything." Even though when he wears it, the necklace emits light, but a second later, the light fades, and the necklace looks normal as usual.

"System Scan." Still, in doubt, this is his only last resort to prove.

[Scanning the target ..]

[Scan Complete!]

[

Name: Dragon Necklace

Grade: Rare

Information: The necklace given by Alice contains a lot of affection, making this necklace look special.

System Conclusion: This item has been greatly enchanted and engraved with an Item Modifier spell and now can store and activate any spell continuously. Every time the spell is activated, it will also increase the burden in this item.

Spell: 1/1

Durability: 999/1000

]

"Oh, it actually works!" exclaimed Desmond. He stared at the window, muttering, "This is the moment." He gripped his necklace tightly then walked out of his room.

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In the dining room, as usual, his family ate elegantly and quietly. After Desmond finished breakfast, he stood and looked at his parents. "Mother, Father, I want to practice one last time."

"Got it!" Surprisingly, his father was the first to agree. He also stood up and went straight to the back door of the kitchen. "What are you waiting for? Come."

Even Leona was also surprised when she saw her husband like this. She then looked at her son and smiled. "Come, after all, this is our last practice before you go to the academy."

Desmond nodded in response and then followed the two of them into the backyard.

....

In the backyard, Desmond was standing opposite his father. They stared at each other; they were only ten steps away while Bastian was now holding a wooden sword over his shoulder.

"Come on, I'll count to 3. If you're still standing, it's my turn to attack." Bastian ordered boredomly.

Seeing this, Desmond did not take the bait. He looked around him and analyzed the advantages of the environment. I could just burn him with fire, thought Desmond with an evil laugh in his mind.

But if he does, then he would be like a lunatic. "Wait a minute," Desmond spoke calmly as he let out a long sigh.

Custom Spell: Freeze

Custom Spell: Spike

Leona, who was watching from a distance, felt a chill coming from her son's direction. But when she looked closely, she could not find any ice spells that have been chanted. "Maybe it's just my hunch?" 

Meanwhile, Bastian looked at Desmond with anticipation. At first, he thought that Desmond had removed the usual pressure he gave, but only now did he realize that it had actually disappeared.

Maybe he's trying to practice to hide his aura, thought Bastian. This time his posture changed; he still held the wooden sword with one hand, but with both legs spread.

Desmond saw that his father was getting severe; he then put his hand forward and muttered, "Spike!"

Hearing this, Bastian reflexively looked down at his feet. Where ?! but when he raised his head, instead of a stone needle forming from the ground and attacking him from below, a gigantic fireball was heading towards him.

Shit, that kid! Snapped Bastian in his mind.

Since the sword he was holding was a wooden sword, he couldn't cut through the fireball. He also didn't want to waste a lot of energy, which was why he chose to dodge sideways.

* slide *

Unconsciously, he stepped on an ice surface which made him slip. Bastian glanced back and found that a large number of small needles were waiting for him. 

"Fuck, this kid wants to kill me!" Bastian snapped irritably, then chanted a spell and muttered, "Basic Spell: Barrier!"

A transparent barrier formed on Bastian's back, causing him to fall safely.

But he suddenly felt something in front of him, he held his sword with both hands as he slashed forward ...

* crack *

Desmond arrived right in front of his father while attacking him with a sword made of wood elements. 

"You lost, father!" Desmond activated another spell without waiting for his father's reaction, causing a hand to emerge from the ground and grasp his father's body.

"No, son, you are the one who loses." Suddenly he heard the voice of his father, who seemed to be right beside him.

"Ugh ..." Desmond suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and without realizing it, he was knocked far away from his position.

What happened?? He wondered how his father could escape the grasp of his spell? Even his body which was already the equivalent of 1st class Swordsmen, shouldn't hurt too much when he received his father's attack.

Desmond then looked up from the corner of his eye and found that the person he thought his father was was was only his imagination, while his father was standing close to his position before.

"You still need 10 years to beat me, hehe," Bastian smirks, and he returns to where his wife is watching.

When he got there, he saw the sullen face of his wife. " I win, honey," Bastian came closer and wanted to hug his wife.

* stamp *

But what he got next was a direct stamp from his wife, "Hump, why are you proud against such a child." Leona snorted.

She also added. "Besides, you are too harsh with our child." Snapped Leona, glaring at her husband.

"Ouch, that's hurt, honey. Don't blame me; our son almost killed me!" Bastian tries to defend his argument, but he only gets a cold glare from his wife.

"Do you really think that? Stupid! " snapped Leona while looking away; she then told the maid to check on her son's condition.

Meanwhile, when Desmond saw this, he laughed with satisfaction as he stared at the blue sky." Haha, in the end, the experience can still beat intelligence. Even though I have watched the video of the battle between my father and the assassin many times.

"But that feeling is completely different from a real battle." Desmond didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was satisfied to have new videos to study, but at the same time, his pride refused to accept this defeat.