Lord of the Time: I Can Reincarnate Infinitely

Caleb followed Markus and the rest of the group to the registration desk inside the adventurer's guild. A clerk handed him a stack of forms to fill out. Each sheet asked for different details: name, age, role, and experience. Caleb picked up a pen and began the process.

'Alright, let's get this sorted out,' Caleb thought to himself. 'Name: George. Age: Well, more than most here would guess. Role: Blacksmith and occasional fighter. Experience: More years than these kids have been alive.' He chuckled to himself, filling out each section carefully. As he wrote, he felt a mix of excitement and nostalgia. 'It's been a while since I've done anything like this. Feels good to be part of a team again.'

As Caleb handed the completed forms back to the clerk, the group gathered around, curious. "So, Caleb, what tier are you?" Rolf asked with a casual grin, expecting him to say "Bronze" like most of them.

Caleb paused, then reached into his bag and pulled out his adventurer's badge, showing the shimmering silver emblem. The group gasped in surprise.

"Silver tier? You're on the same level as Markus!" Tomas exclaimed, his eyes wide. Laughter and cheers erupted from Rolf and Tomas, both thrilled by the unexpected revelation.

Elina smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "That's amazing! Having another Silver tier with us just doubled our chances for success!"

Markus, however, looked at Caleb with a mix of respect and curiosity. "Old man, if you've had this Silver tier badge all along, why didn't you show it earlier? With that, you could've joined any team you wanted," he questioned, his tone serious but friendly.

Caleb shrugged, a sly smile on his face. 'Well, I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. I wanted to find a group that valued me for me, not just for my badge. Looks like I made the right choice.'

Markus nodded, understanding the wisdom in Caleb's approach. "Fair enough. It's our good fortune then," he said, clapping Caleb on the back.

The group's laughter and cheerful banter filled the air as they completed the registration. With Caleb's experience and his surprising Silver tier status, the team felt more confident and ready to take on the daunting challenge that awaited them with the Evil's Eye Call mission

...

As the newly formed squad gathered around, Markus took his place at the front, ready to lead them into their first official mission together. With a confident posture and a determined look in his eyes, he cleared his throat and began laying out the strategy.

"Alright, team, our first step is to gather information. This is crucial because knowing your enemy is half the battle won," Markus started. 'We can't just rush in without knowing what we're dealing with. The more we know, the better prepared we can be. It's not just about finding where they are but understanding their numbers, their routines, and their weaknesses.'

The team nodded, understanding the importance of a well-laid plan. "We're going to start by collecting all recent newspapers and any other sources that have mentioned the Evil's Eye Call. We need to piece together any information that can help us pinpoint their location," Markus instructed.

The squad split up, heading to various newsstands and libraries around town, gathering as many papers as they could find. They regrouped at the guild, spreading the newspapers across a large table. 'Let's look for patterns, sightings, anything that might suggest where they're holed up,' Markus thought, scanning the articles with a keen eye.

Hours passed as they combed through the information, discarding irrelevant news and focusing on any mention of the Evil's Eye Call. Slowly, they narrowed down a few possible locations based on reports of suspicious activities and unexplained disappearances.

"Looks like we have a few strong leads. Let's check these areas out," Markus said, marking the locations on a map.

The team set out to the most likely area, asking locals if they had seen or heard anything unusual. Unfortunately, most people were either unaware or too scared to talk. However, just as they were about to call it a day, an old man approached them quietly.

"I don't know much, but I'm sure their base was around here somewhere," he whispered, his voice trembling with fear.

Markus exchanged a look with his team, his heart racing with anticipation. 'This could be it. We might be closer than we thought.' "Thank you," he said to the old man, his mind already racing with possibilities.

As the sun began to set, casting long shadows over the town, Markus turned to his team, his expression serious yet hopeful. "We might be on the right track. Tomorrow, we start searching this area thoroughly."

The team nodded, their spirits lifted by the breakthrough. As they headed back to prepare for the next day's search, the mystery of the Evil's Eye Call's base hung in the air

...

The next morning, as the first light of dawn stretched over the horizon, Caleb and the rest of the squad were already on the move. Today was critical; they were going to search the area they had pinpointed as a potential hotspot for the Evil's Eye Call.

At the forefront of the group was Markus, their leader and the sensor of the team. Caleb watched curiously as Markus closed his eyes and began to concentrate deeply. A moment later, a subtle shimmer seemed to radiate out from him, invisible to the untrained eye, but Caleb could feel a faint vibration in the air—a sign of Markus using his unique family Ki technique.

Markus then explained what he was doing, noticing Caleb's puzzled look. "This is the Sensory Field Technique," he began, his voice calm and steady. "It allows me to extend an intangible field that covers a 2-kilometer radius. Within this field, I can sense presences, detect Ki signatures, and gauge the strength of any creatures we might encounter. It's an essential tool for tracking and mapping unfamiliar areas."

Caleb nodded, absorbing the information but still had some questions. "How can you differentiate between different types of presences? And does this field help you identify the nature of these presences too?" he asked quietly, eager to understand the full capabilities of Markus' ability.

Elina chimed in, "The different types of Ki signatures emit varying energies. Markus can feel these differences. It's like recognizing different voices in a crowd."

Tomas added, "And yes, he can sometimes tell the nature of the presence—whether it's hostile or benign. It's not just about sensing where something is but also what kind of intention it might have."

Caleb was fascinated. "Is this something you can teach, or is it unique to your family?" he inquired further, glancing at Markus.

"It's a family technique, passed down through generations," Markus replied with a hint of pride. "It's not easily taught to outsiders, as it requires a deep connection with one's own Ki and it is our most guarded family heirloom." Explore new worlds at My Virtual Library Empire

Caleb nodded, understanding the complexity and exclusivity of the skill. He remained silent for the rest of the search.