Transmigrated as a Ghost

With the alliance sealed, Marek, Lyra, Marcus, and now Daniela, quickly left the fort to return to the rebellion's new base.

However, before they did Marcus placed the first batch of supplies that Borealia had provided into his item box which he had already emptied before leaving the rebels' base.

And along with that there were also around three dozen magic bags of decent quality that were filled to the brim.

After that once they had travel out of sight of the fort, Marcus took the form of a caladrius so that they could fly back.

"Oh my!" Daniela exclaimed as she saw Marcus transform.

She had already been told that he had shapeshifting powers but seeing him go from a normal looking man to a massive beast in a couple seconds was still shocking.

'Sorry to startle you, but there is no need to be alarmed.' Marcus said using his telepathy, trying to comfort Daniela.

Luckily, as a member of two royal families she had seen her fair share of unusual things and quickly returned to her normal demeanor.

"Allow me to help you up your highness." Marek said offering his hand to Daniela.

Nodding her head, she allowed Marek to lift her up onto Marcus' back, and then he and Lyra got on themselves.

'Brace yourself, I am about to take off.'

Once everyone had given their confirmation that they were ready, Marcus took back to the sky and begun the journey back to the rebels' new base.

Nearly a day later, Marcus finally caught sight of the meadow where the base was concealed underground, and landed a few miles before letting his passengers off before transforming back into his normal form.

The four of them then entered the base to resounding cheers as everyone welcomed Princess Daniela who was to be the new face of the rebellion.

Unfortunately, Marcus did not have much time to celebrate as he simply emptied out the supplies he had brought with him, and immediately left again to pick up more.

Even with his twenty thousand cubic feet of storage in his item box he was going to need to make numerous round trips to bring everything that the king had prepared for the rebels.

At the very least now that he did not have any passengers, he could move quite a bit faster.

'Time to see just how I can push myself.'

Going into his ghost form Marcus floated up into the air, before positioning his form vertically and accelerating.

Now that he had full control over his float ability, he could overclock it beyond the normal walking speed it was set at by the system and began moving faster and faster.

Soon he had reached a speed of around four hundred miles per hour, but unfortunately, he could not hold this for very long.

To reach this speed he had to channel his spiritual energy at a high consumption rate and after around thirty minutes he felt that he was starting to get drained.

'Okay next test.'

Resolidifying Marcus cast his iron wings of the archangel spell along with the flame jets spell.

He wanted to figure out what his fastest travel methods would be, so he was giving all of is different abilities a shot.

'Hm, I think I am at around two hundred fifty or so. Now let me take this up a notch.'

Activating embodiment of light Marcus began shimmering, and quickly his speed became even greater, and he was soon flying much faster at around five hundred miles an hour.

Nevertheless, it was not like he could keep embodiment of light up forever, and after around twenty minutes, he felt the strain it was placing on him.

'Next test.'

Continuing to fly Marcus deployed a mana barrier around himself that cut down on drag and wind resistance allowing him to reach around three hundred miles an hour.

With that Marcus had figured out how fast he could move, and quickly came up with a plan that allowed him to travel at his fastest sustainable speed.

First, he would use up most of his spiritual energy in his ghost form and then switch over to his solid form and along with his magic and embodiment of light he would continue until he was worn out. Then he would take the form of a caladrius and allowing himself to rest until his spiritual energy had recovered before starting the process over again.

Using this method Marcus was able to make a round trip from the rebel base and back just around eight hours.

Over the next couple of weeks Marcus did this on end without stop, as he transported thousands of tons of goods to the rebels from Borealia.

For the most part what he brought was food, which the rebels were now distributing in secret to the oppressed citizens in Tralenstein.

This served to both help the people as well as bring prestige to the rebellion, who was doing a better job taking care of them than the nobles and royal were.

Of course, the kingdom caught wind of this and tried to stop it, but they found it difficult to stop the unending supply that the rebels had.

Eventually they even surmised that the goods must be coming from an outside source and set up blockades around the borders to stop any suspicious caravans, but none were ever found.

Naturally Marcus could slip by any blockade undetected, and easily continued supplying the rebels with enough food to feed the people.

Though food was not all Marcus brought, as on the third day caches of potions, wands that had basic tier one and tier two spells, mithril armor and weapons, and plenty of other munitions were given to him to bring back.

Soon, the rebel army was armed to the teeth, and had an unending supply of any necessary goods.

And along with all of that, those that were not happy with being aligned with Borealia quickly began to change their tune.

Everything that had been supplied to them had made their lives much easier, and the rebels had begun to gain a lot of momentum.

The kingdom's armies just could not keep up with the rebels, who while not as powerful were able to outmaneuver them and hit strategic targets.

They would disable military bases, destroy or steal weapons, assassinate the worst nobles that were aligned with the king.

Certainly, things did not always go there way, but as long as the rebels focused there activity outside of the royal capital, there was little to worry about.

Then after around a month they unveiled their secret weapon in one of the largest cities that was located in the territory of a duke that heavily supported the king.

Princess Daniela accompanied by Marek and Tesia, made a public announcement, revealing that the Princess had returned and could no longer stand her brother's tyranny.

"I fled this kingdom to prevent the out break of a civil war, but now I see that my brother is too far gone to lead. In my time away I have seen how other kingdoms govern themselves and they prosper while we have become stagnant. Our system has long been outdated and stifles our progress. I have been to the kingdom to the north that Tralenstein has always called inferior, yet Borealia which was once a territory of ours is now a kingdom that is far stronger."

Continuing on Daniela, spoke her heart out, finally being able to get out all of the regrets she had and make promises for a better future.

She told everyone who was listening to stay strong, to fight back with all they could, and that the rebel army would bring the people salvation.

Unfortunately, her speech was cut short, as Marek received intel that the kingdom had dispatched forces that were rapidly approaching.

"Sadly, I must take my leave here, but remember what I said. The time to sit back and take the crown's and nobles' oppression is over.. You have powerful allies in the rebel army, and we will not stop until my brother is dethroned and this kingdom is brought to greater heights."