Mushoku Tensei: Reincarnated as a Beast Race

Rygar ran through the forests toward Voltand, his body moving with agility, without losing strength or endurance—a reflection of his physical growth over the past years. His thoughts, however, were elsewhere.

The mating season was approaching again. Almost three years had passed since he left the Great Forest, eleven years since he was reborn into this world, and now, he was beginning to feel the effects of this particular event more intensely.

His mind was divided between different perspectives: on one hand, he still considered himself too young to enter a relationship. In his past life, eleven years old was an age where boys still played, with no concern for romance. On the other hand, in this world, ten years was already seen as a perfectly acceptable age for such things, which still felt extremely strange to him.

And then there was Ghislaine. If he were to seek someone, it would probably be her. Strong, mature, experienced… she had almost everything that attracted him. He also couldn't ignore the Doldia tribe's tradition: challenging a potential mate to a fight and conquering them through strength.

But Ghislaine was an extremely strong warrior, and even though he had developed his own combat style by combining martial arts and magic, confident in his speed and tactics, his chances of winning a direct confrontation against her—even with magic—were, at most, 70 to 80%.

He wouldn't give her that chance.

Imagine if he lost? Where would he even hide his face?

After thinking through all possible scenarios, he decided to hold back. For now, the best strategy was to restrain his impulses and continue training—at least until he resolved his problem with Touki. That matter was his top priority.

Rygar shifted his attention from his inner conflicts to another thought that had come to him during his encounter with Hitogami. The 'Divine Attack' spells from the healing category… The purpose of those spells was to strike embodied entities, such as spirits and ghosts. But what if, in truth, they were a method of attack that directly affected the soul?

If that were the case, then a possibility existed.

Perhaps he could attack Hitogami in his dreams.

That damned god, who invaded his mind like a spiritual projection, couldn't be untouchable. According to Verdia's theories from ancient records, the legendary Saint Milis always fought with his sword enveloped in Divine Light. That suggested that Divine Attack magic could be exactly that kind of spell. If he could prove these hypotheses, he would open up a whole new path of possibilities.

He could study these spells and conduct tests.

Maybe he was overthinking things, but if there was even the slightest chance, it was worth exploring.

As he pondered this, Rygar realized he had already reached Voltand's entrance. He kept his running pace and moved with sharp eyes, scanning his surroundings. At eleven years old, he already stood at about one and a half meters tall, his lean, muscular body resembling more of a wild adolescent than a child.

The guards at the entrance barely glanced at him before continuing their conversation.

"Did you hear? A Milis knight order entered the city yesterday."

"Really? What are they doing here?"

"No idea, and it's none of my business. You'd better not get involved either."

Rygar narrowed his eyes. Knights in Voltand? If these were the 'assassins' Hitogami had mentioned before, perhaps he had overestimated their capabilities…

Activating his magic eyes, Rygar scanned the city with a keen gaze. Through his enhanced vision, he absorbed every detail around him. Voltand was a relatively ordinary city, with worn stone streets and buildings made of wood and brick. The scent of spices mixed with the stench of sewage and vomit in the alleys, the sounds of carts blended with merchants' chatter, and the rhythmic hammering of blacksmiths echoed through the streets. Everything seemed normal, with no obvious signs of an ambush.

He noticed a few curious glances from passersby, probably drawn to the seemingly valuable swords he carried. However, no one dared to approach. He kept his senses fully alert, registering every sound and movement in his mind. If there was a hidden trap, he would find it.

The last time he 'trusted' Hitogami, nothing immediate happened. But he had a distinct impression that trusting too much in that being would be his downfall. His instincts were one of his greatest advantages against him. His 'sixth sense' was incredibly sharp—an instinct for self-preservation that worked twenty-four hours a day. It had already saved him from situations where death seemed certain.

His eyes turned toward one of the tallest buildings in the city: the Adventurers' Guild. A reinforced stone structure, with a tall tower that stood out against the skyline.

He decided to use it as an observation point.

With a single flash step, he leaped and reached the top of the tower, landing softly. He sat cross-legged, observing the city below. The wind blew strongly, tousling his silver hair. He took a deep breath, his golden eyes analyzing the landscape.

A predestined child—that's what Hitogami had said. But what did that really mean? Did destiny truly exist?

In Rygar's opinion, and based on his knowledge from his previous world, the moment time and space became mutable, the concept of "destiny" stopped making sense. It became something vague.

How could "destiny" exist if someone could travel back in time and alter it? From what he gathered from his conversations, Hitogami could see the future—whether wholly or partially—thus knowing everyone's fate. So why give him these pieces of advice? Wasn't that changing the future? If so, could it really still be called destiny? Perhaps it was something more abstract, like luck.

Maybe it was more like "karma"? He didn't know. He wasn't sure how the laws of this world worked, but he knew his previous world had nothing like it. Even the laws of physics were different.

This world still held too many secrets for him. In truth, his interactions with Hitogami always kept him on alert—but they also excited him in some way. If Hitogami was truly a god, that meant there were things far greater than he could even imagine.

His master, Verdia, had told countless stories. Some were too absurd to be real, even in this world of swords and magic. Like the legend of the Fighting God who split the continent in half, dividing it into the Central and Demon Continent, thus creating the Ringus Sea with a single strike. That was ridiculous. Could god-level magic truly achieve such a feat?

He didn't know, but he was determined to find out.

There were many more intriguing stories he wanted to uncover. He had a lifespan of 200 years—more than enough time. Besides... he had heard of races that lived for thousands of years. Maybe, with enough research, extending that wouldn't be a problem, right?

He got lost in thought while gazing at the city, recalling every story and myth he had learned. The wind blew over him, and the sky was a clear blue. He looked at the clouds, questioning his reincarnation once again.

Hitogami said he didn't bring me here... So who did? Was I sent here for a reason, or was it just an accident? Were there others before me?

Rygar smiled. 'But now, I'm here. Since I arrived in this world, I've done so much, met so many people, and learned so much.'

He looked toward the horizon. 'What are these small problems compared to what I'll face in the future?'

If there were beings capable of splitting oceans and cleaving continents in half, why couldn't he reach that level? That was his ambition.

Time passed as he observed the city, absorbing its movements, analyzing every little interaction. Suddenly, something caught his attention.

Near the city gate, a carriage was passing through the guards, but Skoll, his loyal companion, had been stopped at the entrance. Rygar frowned, feeling a slight irritation. He stood up, and in the blink of an eye, he shot toward the gate, startling a few people along the way with his superhuman speed.

Upon arrival, he saw Geese arguing with one of the guards. The man gripped his spear tightly, visibly suspicious. Another guard had already been sent to call for reinforcements.

Rygar moved slowly, his imposing presence making the soldier furrow his brows.

"Is there a problem, guard?" His voice was cold and direct.

The soldier, still arguing with Geese, turned to face Rygar, his expression hard.

"Who are you?"

Rygar showed no emotion.

"None of your business. Lower that spear pointed at my dog before I cut your arms off."

The air around Rygar seemed to freeze. A suffocating aura radiated from him like an invisible wave of killing intent. The bloodlust he released made the soldier pale and instinctively step back. His grip on the spear faltered, and his body trembled slightly.

"R-right..." The guard lowered his weapon, swallowing hard. "It's just a big dog, right?"

"That's right!" Geese quickly replied, seizing the opportunity. "We'll keep him under control."

The guard hesitated for a moment but then stepped aside. Skoll strutted past him with his head held high and an almost mocking gaze, as if amused by the situation.

Rygar simply watched in silence, maintaining his sharp and dominant presence.

But he didn't need to do anything else.

Eidar looked at Rygar with a curious expression and asked,

"Are you okay, Rygar?"

Rygar frowned, confused.

"Yeah, I am. Why?"

Eidar chuckled softly.

"It's nothing. It's just that you're usually not this extreme. I thought you might be angry about something."

Rygar blinked a few times, reflecting on that.

'I'm not like this?' It was true that he preferred to handle situations with calculated coldness, but the idea that his reaction had been different unsettled him. Was he letting his emotions take control?

Before he could dwell on the thought, Geese intervened with a mischievous grin.

"Well, it worked in our favor, so I'm not complaining!"

Eris crossed her arms, huffing.

"It's outrageous that they wouldn't let Skoll in! He's so gentle!"

Skoll barked in protest at Eris's attempted compliment. She laughed, and soon after, her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Alright! Where's the Adventurers' Guild, Rygar?"

Rygar pointed to the tall tower that stood out in the city.

"It's in that direction."

Eris cracked her knuckles and grinned.

"Finally! I'm going ahead. Skoll, follow me!"

Without waiting, she sprinted down the street. Skoll barked again and ran after her with his imposing stride, as if enjoying the chase. Eidar sighed, shaking his head.

"I'll go with them, just in case something happens."

He followed after them, leaving Rygar, Ghislaine, and Geese to take a more leisurely path.

As they walked, Ghislaine looked at Rygar with seriousness.

"Did you find anything before?"

Rygar shook his head.

"Nothing at all..."

For a moment, he considered telling them about Hitogami, but in the end, he decided not to. He trusted Ghislaine completely, but Geese still seemed suspicious to him. He was a cunning and charismatic guy, but Rygar didn't trust him enough yet.

Geese scratched his chin, thoughtful.

"This sixth sense of yours, Rygar... How does it work? I've seen Ghislaine react to impossible situations back in our adventuring days, but with you, it's even more remarkable."

Rygar shrugged.

"It's nothing special... Just a premonition, a warning the body sends to the brain, telling you that you're in danger. Like a constant alert sensation."

Geese nodded, pondering.

"Isn't that similar to the Demon Eyes' Foresight Eye?"

Rygar chuckled, shaking his head. His master had already taught him about those eyes.

"No, no. I don't know exactly how the Foresight Eye works, but this sense is more... abstract. It's not an activatable skill; it's something natural."

Ghislaine, who had been listening silently, suddenly spoke:

"It's like when you have a stomachache or a shiver down your spine..."

Rygar and Geese exchanged glances and then started laughing. Ghislaine frowned, clearly not understanding what was so funny.

Their conversation continued in a lighthearted manner until they reached the Adventurers' Guild. Eris was waiting impatiently in line, tapping her foot on the ground and huffing in frustration.

Rygar turned to Geese.

"Help her get registered. Use your authority and Ghislaine's as Rank S adventurers to place her in a higher rank. I think the maximum possible should be B or A."

Geese grinned and gave an exaggerated salute.

"Alright, boss!"

He entered the Guild and quickly started handling Eris' registration. Ghislaine looked at Rygar seriously.

"Do you need help?"

Rygar raised an eyebrow and smiled.

"Are you worried?"

Ghislaine nodded, simply and directly. Rygar was momentarily surprised. Her expression remained blank, but there was sincerity in her words. He averted his gaze for a moment before responding:

"N-No, I don't need it. Thank you."

Ghislaine nodded in understanding and entered the Guild.

Rygar looked around. Skoll had apparently been placed in a stable, and Eidar was there to ensure nothing happened to him.

There was no reason to stay there for now, so he decided it was time to test the Human God's claims.

He had already investigated the city before and doubted he would find anything different this time, but he decided to check anyway.

Last time, he had followed Hitogami's 'advice.' In truth, he felt his actions wouldn't have diverged much even if Hitogami hadn't said anything—it only served to make him paranoid. But he wasn't completely sure.

He had ended up improving Tsukikage far beyond what he expected due to that uncertain advice. That had sparked a slight curiosity in him.

Even so, he did not trust Hitogami, as his instincts had never failed him before and always warned him about the god whenever they met. But after finding no danger in the city, he decided to at least test things.

To be honest, he was interested.

This so-called "predestined one" that Hitogami had mentioned, who would become his most powerful commander—he was truly curious but remained cautious.

Rygar narrowed his eyes, still unsure if everything would have happened the same way this time had Hitogami not interfered.

He sighed.

Time would tell.

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