Inheritance and Ambition

As Freya's shadow faded into the distance, Eryon stepped calmly out of the cave. However, his mind was disturbed by the faint image of Freya's partially exposed body. An unfamiliar feeling crept into his heart, but he immediately dismissed it. Wanting Alex's girlfriend was too costly a mistake for him to make.

He sighed deeply, whispering to himself, "I have to forget this. Besides, I already have a girlfriend."

Memories of his schoolmate, who was also his girlfriend, flashed through his mind. Her beauty was unmatched in their school, her name was Candice Evergreen.

They had been in a relationship for about a year, and even though he had transmigrated, his feelings for the girl had not faded, and Eryon still wanted to continue their relationship.

As Eryon exited the cave, he found himself soaked by the heavy rain. He stood still, his eyes squeezed shut, concentrating.

A dark purple aura enveloped his body, causing the ground beneath his feet to tremble lightly.

When he opened his eyes, his pupils had turned into threatening dark purple, with a sharp gaze like a finely honed sword's edge.

Slowly, he extended his left hand, and as if responding to an invisible force, several stones floated from the ground, cloaked in the same dark purple energy.

His hand trembled under the weight, the energy draining his vitality continuously and relentlessly. Despite his efforts, the stones felt increasingly unbearable.

"Ugh!"

With a sharp cough, he spat blood. The dark purple energy vanished as quickly as it appeared.

Eryon collapsed to the wet ground, his face pale, blood trickling from the corner of his lips.

"I knew it. This power needs training," he gasped, his breath heavy and irregular.

The power he had just tried to control was gravity manipulation, a skill he had gained from defeating Valgram, an S+ Class creature.

He understood that there was still much to learn, but his determination to master this power before graduation remained firm, especially since he had already set his sights on an academy he wanted to enter—Leyndell, one of the top ten academies in England, even top three.

Slowly rising and catching his breath, he etched the sensation of the floating stones, the draining energy, and his struggle to control the power into his memory, giving him a clear image of his new strength.

Now, with a snap of his fingers, an ethereal horse appeared before Eryon. Its mane and tail seemed to dance in the rain, sparkling with an otherworldly glow.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Eryon mounted the energy horse. With a swift nod, the horse galloped, leaving behind the cave, which had been a shelter and was now just a memory.

He was still puzzled by the mechanism of the energy horse, as using it did not drain any of his energy at all.

[This energy horse is part of Alex's power, and its source of strength also comes from Alex, even though it now belongs to you]

The system's sudden explanation made him nod. This was clearly a good thing. While he didn't have to exert any effort, he could still summon the horse.

"Anyway, can you track the location of the Gungnir spear, system?" Eryon suddenly asked, recalling something.

He regretted not immediately placing the spear into his spatial ring, and now it was gone.

A hologram then appeared, showing a map with a red marker. The map indicated an area belonging to an academy called Emberwing.

Eryon stroked his chin, seemingly realizing that the spear had been found by a student from Emberwing Academy. It was one of the top academies in England.

"I'll get it back sooner or later," he muttered.

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As the rain gradually subsided about an hour later, Eryon, now riding a taxi, found himself standing before the magnificent facade of a luxurious mansion.

His eyes traced the familiar contours of the building, his heart heavy with the knowledge that this house was an inheritance from his late parents. The mansion had been his home for the past five years.

Although he had an older brother, the responsibility of taking care of the house fell to himself, since his brother visited so rarely. And his brother seemed indifferent to him, never even talking to him one-on-one.

With a deep breath, Eryon pushed open the heavy door and stepped inside, greeted by the aura of luxury. The clean white walls stood as a testament to a lavish lifestyle, complemented by exquisite furniture.

His parents' wealth was clearly visible in the rows of luxury cars and other high-value assets they had left behind, now in Eryon's hands.

At least for the next few decades, he wouldn't have to worry about basic needs.

Letting out a tired sigh, he murmured, "Even though I've transmigrated, the strong emotions of this body and this house feel so real."

He stood still for a moment, absorbing the silence of the house before heading to the bathroom.

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After coming out of the bathroom with his hair still wet, Eryon stood before the large mirror. He stared at his reflection, a faint smile forming.

"Truly handsome," he muttered, rubbing his chin. His blonde hair split down the middle, framing his perfectly shaped face. His body was a bit muscular, with a perfectly sculpted six-pack, the result of the body's owner's habit of going to the gym regularly.

"With looks like these, dealing with women should be no problem," he said with a grin, his confidence radiating clearly.

After putting on clean clothes, Eryon sat down in the living room. A system interface hologram appeared before him, displaying detailed information about himself.

The system interface was complex, but it meticulously recorded his abilities and attributes.

[Name: Eryon Ashbourn]

[Age: 18]

[Race: Human]

[Class: -]

[Affiliation: None]

[Strength: 14]

[Dexterity: 12]

[Intelligence: 14]

[Magic Points: 10]

[Wisdom: 14]

[Charisma: 13]

[Talent: Mid-Level Cultivation]

[Equipment: Durandal Sword, Fragment of Gungnir Spear (lost)]

[Special Ability: Gravity Manipulation]

[Mount: Energy Horse]

While reading the hologram, Eryon stroked his chin thoughtfully. Despite the system's complexity, he couldn't help but appreciate its thoroughness.

After closing the hologram, he leaned back, his mind spinning with various possibilities and strategies for his new life as Eryon Ashbourn.

Since transmigrating, he had gained several significant advantages, including the Divine Stealing System, gravity manipulation ability, and the Durandal sword given to him by Freya.

And he was certain that his transmigration to this world must have some purpose. He didn't know what it was, but over time, everything would surely be revealed.