I Refused To Be Reincarnated

In a single day, these two teenagers had brought more chaos to the order than it had seen in the last two thousand years. Yet amidst his dread, gratitude blossomed.

"Thank you for helping us with the mana and..." He leaned toward Adam, covering his mouth to whisper. "Taking that beast away."

"I’m merely curious to see how he’ll impact his new habitat. Anyway, where are the kids?"

With a solemn nod, Noah guided him to a group of wretched villagers and soldiers cradling toddlers and holding kids no older than six by the hand. "Only these ten children fit your requirements."

Then, he gestured to a second group of seven to twelve-year-olds clutching beast cores, his eyes sparkling in anticipation.

A chuckle escaped Adam’s lips. "Thirty? You know how to make the most of a promise."

Noah scratched his head, forcing a smile. "Are they too many? I can lower the count..."

Adam raised his palm, cutting him off. "Just watch."

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Mana danced into glowing symbols on the mountain’s foot. Cores dissipated into ashes, youths inheriting a part of the felled beast’s strength in a mere minute before calm returned, and Adam smirked.