Transmigrated as a Ghost

Now that Boreas had finished retelling his early life to all of them, he quickly blazed through the highlights of what he had been doing for the centuries afterwards.

He had honestly spent a lot of time just wandering around and training up his skills while improving his overall base powers rather than worrying about leveling up quickly.

At time he would take his party members or just Gwyneira with him, but around a century ago he received an offer from a high-level friend he had made to enter a special dungeon that would allow him to steadily raise his level.

“Unfortunately, they only offer me a slot so I could not bring anyone else. And in my overconfidence, I thought I could clear the special dungeon that was called Endless Turmoil in just a few decades. But it was much more difficult than I expected, and while it definitely gained me some levels, I do somewhat regret the immense amount of time I spent in there.” Boreas said with a frown on his face.

He felt pretty bad about abandoning Gwyneira for so long, even if the both of them could easily live thousands of years.

“And to make matters worse I was not even able to make it to the end of the dungeon since I received Gwyneria’s distress call. Nevertheless, I had told her I would come no matter what and sped my way to an exit point so I could get out. Even though I can never return now, I do not regret my decision.” Boreas said with a stalwart expression._.

Apparently unlike the Realization of Self Perfection, once someone left the special dungeon Endless Turmoil, they could never return again.

‘Do I tell him about the special dungeon we found?’

Marcus toiled around with letting Boreas in on the special dungeon he had found with his friends and family, but ultimately decided not to mention it.

He figured that Gwyneira probably wanted some time with her husband after so long, and he imagined he might obtain her ire if he sent Boreas off on another long dungeon delve.

“Sounds like we have all lived some hectic lives here on Mirrion, but I am glad that we all have been able to meet like this.” Jaela said now that they had all told each other about their lives.

“Yeah, but it does kind of feel bad since both you and Boreas are not going to be around that much longer. Both of you are already over level ninety and probably some of the strongest people on the planet.” Lyra said as her ears drooped a bit.

Marcus nodded along with her, sharing this sentiment. Sure, it was great to have met up with some more people from Earth, but their levels were vastly different. Meaning they existed practically in different world. Not to mention that it would not be long until both of them exceed the confines of Mirrion.

Or at least that was what Marcus and Lyra thought, but both Jaela and Boreas shook their heads.

“No, I imagine I will be here for at least another century even if I continue leveling up at full steam like I have been.” Jaela said.

“Yeah, I think I will be around for quite some time still as well. I plan on taking a good long break with Gwyneira and lounging around here for around a decade or so.” Boreas said with a laid-back expression.

While Marcus and Lyra had thought that it would only take maybe a couple decades at most for the two of them to level up to the peak of the world, apparently it was not going to be that easy.

“Yeah, once you reach around level eighty the level up curve gets way steeper and it can take years of fighting just to get a single level. Where we are at right now, it is going to take a couple decades just to get a single level unless we are lucky and hit an achievement of some kind. I mean, killing the Doomsday Worm got me my first level up in eleven years, and quite a bit earlier than I expected.” Boreas said.

“Yes, it had been quite a while for me as well. I believe my last time leveling up was eight years ago, though I have been focusing very heavily on leveling up and not much else, so my overall progress has been pretty fast.” Jaela said, admitting she did not do much of anything other than grinding her level.

“Hm well if you are going to be sticking around, Boreas, that takes a load off my shoulders. I will not have to worry about Borealia being in any danger so long as you are here, meaning I can relax.” Marcus said with a sigh of relief.

However, in return, Boras gave Marcus a devious smile that made him shudder.

“Oh, I am just biding my time a bit until the next generation is ready to take up the mantle. I have heard from Gwyneira that she and the current king are backing you and my descendant named Mrazivý to be the next protectors of this kingdom. Once I have finished up my long vacation, I will be taking Gwyneira with me and leaving this place in both of your capable hands.”

Stunned silent, Marcus had not been expecting that response from Boreas, but now he knew just how much responsibility was planning to be hoisted on his and Mrazivý’s backs.

‘Wait, are we not basically their direct replacements in a way. I am a man that came from Earth while she is a dragon human hybrid. I am just taking Boreas’ place and she is taking Gwyneria’s.’

Realizing that this had likely been Gwyneria’s’ plan for some time, Marcus cradled his head and thought about when his life had gotten so connected to Borealia.

‘I suppose it is fine. I have a lot of friends here and my only family, and it is not like I cannot explore the world and use this place as my base. Anyway, Boreas and Gwyneria’s are not disappearing tomorrow, so I still have more time to run around without worry.’ Marcus thought while calming himself down.

He knew he was already in too deep to really back out now, at least, not without losing a number of things that he did not want to.

“Well, I believe we have talked most of the day and night away, so it is time that I return to my duties. I need to continue restoring the Great Gome Woods. I will make sure to stop by again in a couple of months and we can chat again.” Jaela said as she stood up to leave.

Yet before she could go, Marcus stood up as well and moved over to her to prevent her from leaving.

“Just a minute, Jaela. I believe you said that you would allow me to look at your scythe at a later time, but if you are leaving now who knows when that will be. I only wish to look at it for a few, no just a single hour if that if not too much of a problem.” Marcus said with a fervent look in his eyes.

“Fine, go ahead.” Jaela said with a resigned voice as she handed Marcus her scythe.