?While walking, Blaise, who was still recalling what had happened, remembered the story of the event, and how he was not the only one who had changed worlds.

  ?Frowning, Blaise recalled that Jack's cause of death was never mentioned.

  ?"Murder? War? Internal conflicts? Maybe I need to pay more attention to this, I might need more information in the future."

  ?Without realizing it, Blaise, who was still questioning what happened, entered the library again, this time with the intention of analyzing the Bonds. Blaise, whose goal was to study a bit more about the Bonds, was surprised not to find much information.

  ?"The Bound are greedy." Blaise's suspicion was mainly that the Bound wanted to hide both their powers and their weaknesses.

  "Just like in the novels," Blaise muttered, a look of pride on his face.

  ?"Even so, I don't have enough information. Maybe I need my student arc." Blaise, despite being an adult man, would still like to return to his studies, especially if they would make him even stronger.

  ?This was what he had planned to do. At one point, Blaise, whose proud expression was fading, remembered that only nobles were capable of entering. "Lucius managed to get in, maybe his parents paid for access to the academy before they died." Shaking his head from left to right and vice versa, Blaise came back to his senses.

  ?"Money, that's what I need right now." Suddenly, Blaise had the wonderful idea of acquiring monetary resources, since in this life, he was nothing more than a poor man. Poor, but very strong.

  ?Leaving the library, Blaise decided to ask someone.

  ?He approached a young lady, "Hello, beautiful lady, do you know where a man like me can find some work?" He may have changed worlds, but a gentleman's manners never leave.

  ?The woman, fair-skinned and of average height, looked at Blaise with her beautiful green eyes. Shaking her orange hair, she reminded Blaise of the cold and beautiful autumn.

  ?"Yes, of course. What have you worked on? I could introduce you to some people who need workers," said the beautiful young woman, looking up at Blaise's dark blue eyes.

  ?The young woman, who did not seem to be more than 20 years old, wore simple clothing, but her beauty was outstanding, worthy of any noble lady. She had been born with a lung disease and a weakness that made her fragile.

  ?Blaise noticed this upon seeing her skin. Concentrating better, he could see a purple vapor coming out of the beautiful young woman's body.

  ?The purple vapor seemed to be the cause of the beautiful young woman's illness, coming out of the weakest parts of her body. It seemed like some kind of curse or Bond power, Blaise thought as he observed the situation of the sick young woman.

  ?"This is not like combat, it's... different," Blaise thought to himself, remembering the fight those students had at the academy.

  ?Blaise instinctively moved his hands toward the vapor. As he brought his right hand closer to the young woman, Blaise did not notice the heat caused by the vapor. In less than 2 seconds that Blaise's hand was near the vapor, it caused Blaise's hands to absorb part of the purple vapor coming out of the woman's body.

  ?Although this beautiful young woman was looking at Blaise, she did not notice the purple vapor coming out of her body, and much less, the almost necrotic state of the hands of the man in front of her.

  ?Blaise, who was still surprised, and perhaps a little sore, grabbed his right hand, which looked purple and very injured. Blaise ran away, leaving the beautiful young woman surprised by the handsome young man's sudden departure.

  ?While running, Blaise entered a dark alley. This time no one was chasing him, so Blaise entered a state of meditation and distributed his vital energy towards his hand.

  ?Blaise didn't know how, but he knew this was going to work. Just as he thought, his hand returned to normal more quickly than expected, as it only took him 7 seconds to completely recover his right hand.

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  ?"It seems the great energy of this body gives me greater regeneration. Anyway, this is insane," Blaise said, looking at his right hand, which less than 10 seconds ago was in a terrible necrotic state. His skin returned to its normal state, although he felt a little weakness in his body.

  ?"Perhaps regenerating a limb is a huge energy expenditure," Blaise said, covering his mouth with his elbow to cough.

  ?The recovery of his right hand left Blaise thinking. His vital energy had increased. He noticed it while transferring his vital energy from his chest to his right hand. The general energy of Blaise's body had increased. For Blaise, this was a blessing, since the more vital energy, the more potential the young Blaise's body had.

  ?Without being entirely sure, Blaise attributed it to his Bond. This was the quickest and easiest way to understand: his Bond got stronger, which made him stronger.

  ?"The more I use my abilities, the more strength I gain. This reminds me of... The Acting Method?" Blaise said with a laugh. In his past life, Blaise was a strong and cultured man, so it was normal for him to have read many web novels. This made him feel good about himself.

  ?With his hand recovered, Blaise returned unharmed to the young and beautiful woman in less than 1 minute.

  ?"May I know your name?" Blaise asked, bowing his head towards the beautiful woman.

  ?"Tyara," she said in a soft voice, clutching her long dress.

  ?"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss. My name is Blaise, and it is a pleasure to meet you." Even without knowing her well, Blaise was accustomed to treating a woman well, as he was a 'gentleman.'

  ?After chatting for a bit, Tyara directed Blaise toward a nearby bakery.

  ?"You could work here. My father knows the owner of the place, so you can most likely work here. I must go, it was a pleasure meeting you, Mister Blaise," said the beautiful young woman with orange hair before leaving.

  ?Entering the local establishment, Blaise was well-received as an employee. He was assigned to clean the premises.

  ?Although it was not the best, Blaise could earn some money working in this place.

  ?After 3 days of working, on Thursday afternoon, Blaise looked around, searching for where he still needed to clean, when out of the corner of his eye, he managed to spot a rat in the bakery.

  ?With the intention of killing it and cleaning the place, Blaise chased the rat toward the bakery's exit.

  ?Leaving the premises, the jet-black rat looked directly at Blaise, staring into his eyes.

  Then, in an instant, Blaise visualized something yellow coming out of the black rat; a kind of brilliance wanted to reach Blaise's eyes.

  ?Grabbing the brilliance that came out of the rat, Blaise heard a sound.

  ?Blaise, who was confused, dropped the brilliance, but it did not touch the floor. Blaise grabbed the yellow brilliance with his left hand.

  ?Upon checking his hand, which should have that strange brilliance, Blaise heard a noise in his head. It was a voice, a voice that sounded young, yet wise.

  ?Blaise, confused, hit his head with his right hand, thinking that something had entered his brain. This action was ridiculous, since he should have seen if anything had approached his head thanks to his Bond ability, which gave him greater precision in observation.

  ?Observing his left hand, Blaise heard the voice return; this time, he managed to hear what it was saying.

  "I can't believe this boy managed to surpass me," the young but wise voice was speaking from his left hand to his brain.

  ?"Hey you, how did you manage to do that?" Blaise asked himself while observing his hand.

  ?The voice, in a slightly annoyed tone, said, "It is one of my abilities as a Bound. Now that I'm trapped here, it's not worth hiding anything."

  ?Blaise, nervous because his left hand might have been affected by some parasite, or perhaps he was going crazy, decided to listen to his hand.

  ?"My name is Kylia, Kylia Hermes. I have completed my Bond up to the 4th stage. I was studying the migration from one body to another when some Bound, disciples of the Church of the Lady, Mother of the Earth, ravaged my laboratory. I barely escaped. I had to keep changing bodies for 1 week until you trapped me in your body. You have a very strong body barrier, kid. What is your name? You must be at least 2nd stage if you managed to capture me in your body."

  ?A little exhausted by so much information, Blaise decided to communicate directly with the person in his left hand. "Blaise, my name is Blaise. And answering your question, less than 1 month ago I managed to unlock my Bond."

  ?Kylia was confused. A person in the 9th stage was incapable of trapping him. "There must be another reason, but I can't escape him. It is better to have the young Blaise as an ally, otherwise, I might die," Kylia thought before speaking to Blaise.

  ?"Let's make a deal, young Blaise. I will teach you more about Bonds, while you help me recover my body. How about that, do you accept?"

  ?Blaise was not an idiot. He knew that someone so strong would want to use him and then discard him, so, "Why not use him?" Blaise thought.

  ?"Deal. I hope you teach me everything about Bonds, Master Kylia."

  ?Really, Blaise was only thinking about the opportunity that had arrived: the opportunity for someone as strong as Kylia to teach him.

  ?"Deal, young Blaise."

  ?Kylia said with a young voice that sounded like a man no older than 25.

  ?"So, Kylia, how do the Bonds work?"

  ?Kylia snorted. "You should already know that, it is general academy knowledge. Aren't you an academy student?"

  ?Blaise, hearing Kylia's voice in his mind, looked at his left hand and shook his head.