Eugene looked into the specter's eyes. It didn’t matter to him whether the specter had drawn the right conclusion or not. But deep down, Eugene believed that the specter had come to an absolutely wrong conclusion.0

The specter was mistaken. Furthermore, he had no right to come to such a conclusion. Even if it were truly impossible, it wasn't the specter's place to challenge and judge that.0

Yet, Eugene didn't immediately lash out with insults. Despite feeling immense annoyance and rage, he restrained himself, merely clenching his fists until they ached.0

It was because he saw a definite resolve in the specter's eyes. The specter had reached his decision based on his own clear convictions.0

Though Eugene had little desire to understand those convictions, he still respected them. If he changed his perspective on this matter and set aside his personal feelings, he could see that the specter’s words weren’t entirely wrong.0

If one died at the hands of the Demon King of Incarceration, their very existence would be ensnared. It would become impossible for them to reincarnate even in the next era. Eugene didn’t know what the Demon King of Incarceration did with the souls he captured, but regardless, being deprived of reincarnation was an unspeakably horrific fate.0

Eugene knew that his existence was intertwined with countless circumstances and factors. If Vermouth had not come for him and reincarnated him, things might have been different. However, he was unique in his current existence because such things had taken place, and as such, he could not waste his uniqueness in vain.1

Two reincarnations[1] had endowed Eugene with immense potential. If he could not fully awaken...0