Frieren: Reincarnated into the Hero’s body

Himmel sat on his bed, staring at the two wooden plaques in his hands. The ancient language carved into them glowed faintly under the dim candlelight as if whispering secrets he wasn't yet meant to know. The names Sigil 98 and Sigil 99 stood out, an ominous reminder that the assassins weren't ordinary killers—they were part of something far bigger.

The system's reaction from earlier still echoed in his mind.

"Why are they here?"

She had seemed… frustrated. Almost alarmed. That wasn't the usual cold and teasing voice he had come to expect from her.

But now?

Silence.

She refused to explain. That only meant one thing—whatever Sigil was, Himmel wasn't strong enough to face it yet.

With a sigh, he stored the plaques in his inventory and leaned back against the wall. There was no point in worrying about things he had no control over. As long as he grew stronger, the truth would eventually reveal itself.

"I need to get stronger… fast."

At that moment, a system notification popped up in front of him.

[New Main Quest Issued!]

Objective: Grow Stronger

[Hunt monsters to increase mana capacity.]

[Learn new spells.]

[Seek out ancient ruins for forgotten magic.]

[Survive.]

Failure Condition: Death.

Rewards: ???

Himmel smirked.

"At least she's being honest about it this time."

He got up from the bed, stretching his stiff muscles. His battle with the assassins earlier had drained him, but there was no time to waste. His enemies now knew where he was. Staying in the capital was too dangerous. If Sigil had more members lurking in the shadows, he would be a sitting duck if he remained here.

He had to leave.

Before leaving, Himmel knew he had to prepare. He couldn't just walk into the wilderness empty-handed.

His first stop was the Royal Capital Library.

The moment he stepped inside, the scent of old parchment filled his nostrils. Towering shelves filled with ancient tomes and grimoires stretched into the distance, illuminated by the gentle glow of magic lamps.

A young librarian approached him with a polite smile.

"Welcome, sir. How can I assist you?"

"I need grimoires or advanced magic," Himmel said. "Combat magic, elemental spells, and anything useful for battle."

The librarian blinked. "That's quite a broad request, sir. Are you perhaps a scholar?"

"Something like that," he said vaguely.

The librarian didn't pry further and guided him toward a secluded section of the library. Several thick tomes were stacked neatly on the shelves, each humming with magical energy.

Himmel ran his fingers along the spines, picking out a few that caught his interest. One, in particular, stood out—"The Principles of Mana Circulation."

"This should be useful."

After purchasing several grimoires, he headed toward the marketplace to buy additional supplies—food, potions, and a durable cloak to conceal himself.

By the time he was done, the sun had already started setting. The streets were still lively, but Himmel felt a subtle shift in the atmosphere.

It was time to go.

As Himmel approached the city gates, he took one last glance at the towering walls behind him.

This place had been his home for a while, but now it was nothing more than a trap waiting to spring. The moment those assassins failed to kill him, his enemies would send more.

Staying here was no longer an option.

The guards at the gate gave him a brief look but didn't stop him as he walked past. They were used to adventurers coming and going.

Beyond the capital, the open road stretched into the unknown.

With a deep breath, Himmel stepped forward.

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