I Refused To Be Reincarnated

Chapter 159 - 159: The Forgotten Tome

As they stepped onto the second floor, the duo couldn't help but open their eyes in astonishment before the impressive personal library of the college's dean.

Then, they noticed a short red-haired girl seated at a desk, reading a complicated grimoire about souls as Shepard's voice echoed gently.

"What a diligent young girl. Contrary to the others, she had been reading books here ever since I became her mentor." He said, looking proudly at the immersed girl before adding, "She is Morgane Belloria. I believe she is in your class."

Julius gazed at the girl with intrigue. She left quite a deep impression on him. Not only could she see his big brother thanks to her soul affinity, but she always ate peculiar dishes at the canteen, like raw fish slices placed on rice and rolled bread covered in honey.

Simultaneously, Adam gazed at her, his eyes narrowed into thin slits as he thought in frustration, 'Why do I keep feeling I know her?'

As he pondered,

Before he could think about his absence of affinity, Adam spoke again, resolving his doubts. "Ghosts have no elemental affinities. That's why I need neutral spells."

Realisation dawned on him. How did he not think about it? In an instant, he drafted a theory. Without a body, affinities couldn't exist. Without lungs to breathe, blood flowing, organs to regulate temperature, and skin, how could the basic elements manifest?

It was as if the very essence of wind, water, fire, and earth were woven into the fabric of his being, each element tied to a vital aspect of his existence.

As he pondered silently, his eyes glowing at the ingenious theory, Adam returned to his search. Even if he couldn't use the spells, he could analyse them and expand his understanding of mana through them.

Then, a thin booklet, tucked away horizontally above the grimoires, drew his attention, its presence nearly forgotten amidst the stacks of larger tomes.

He materialised a mage's hand, using it to retrieve the booklet for a closer look, finally able to read the calligraphy-like title: Qingming Sutra of Serenity.

'What's that?' He questioned, raising his brow in puzzlement and wondering why it was placed and forgotten on this shelf.

Unlike the classic leather covers of other tomes, this one resembled an ink painting depicting a serene natural scene.

He curiously opened it, his fingers trembling as he read the first page. However, his expression quickly shifted from curiosity to shock as he discovered its contents.