Transmigrated as a Ghost

Finishing up their conversation with the rumor loving baron, Marcus and Mrazivý were certain that he was about to spread the gossip that Marcus was Mrazivý's contracted spirit.

Of course, this was not the truth, but their unconvincing denials had made the baron believe that the rumor he had heard was real, and he was now going off to spread it like a wildfire.

"Well, that appeared to work out well. Now we just have to hope it catches on." Marcus whispered into Mrazivý's ear.

And in returned she whispered back, "No need to worry, I will have the royal family's rumor mill make sure it spreads."

The two of them then smiled deviously happy that this fortuitous opportunity had come about.

After that they moved on over to the large tables full of food being served buffet style, and began picking out some of the high-quality food that had been provided.

"Hm, it is not as good as the food you made me, but I guess that is to be expected." Mrazivý said as she took a bite of beef filet she had picked out.

Nodding his head Marcus agreed with her, but while the quality of the food was top notch here, it still was coming from regular beasts, and could not even be prepared to the puff cow meat that Marcus had used.

Of course, if the kingdom had supplied such high-quality ingredients for all of the food provided, it would have cost them tens of thousand of gold that would have put a big dent in their budget.

Continuing to eat both Marcus and Mrazivý bounced around some tables talking to random acquaintances or greeting high ranking nobles.

Yet, when they were nearly done with their meal, someone neither of them expected to see showed up.

"Hello their Lady Irene Geist, would you give me a few moments of your time."

Looking up from his plate at the person that had just come up to him, Marcus was surprised to see Quillon standing there.

"Sure, we can talk if you want. Go ahead and have a seat."

However, Quillon made no move to sit and said, "Actually what I want to discuss with you should be done in private. There are too many prying eyes here."

Quillon then motioned around the room and Marcus noticed that Quillon coming up to him had attracted a number of people's attention.

Naturally this was because while neither of them made it to the finals, many believed that their match was the best and most intense in the tournament, and that if not for each of them wearing the other out, one of them would have been the winner.

"Okay let us go find a private room, though would it be fine if I took my friend Mrazivý here with me?"

Looking over Mrazivý for a moment Quillon responded saying, "Sure you can bring her with you."

The three of them then got up and exited the main hall where most of the people were gathered and headed to find a private room.

Luckily with Mrazivý's authority, they were able to move to an area restricted only to royalty and were given a very nice private room far from where most of the other banquet attendees could find them.

"So, what did you want to talk to me about." Marcus asked Quillon as they sat down across from each other.

"Well, I do have a few things to talk to you about, but I am not the one who really want to speak to you." Quillon said as a bright light manifest from out his body.

The light taking the shape of a miniature girl with silver hair looked at Marcus and said, "It is nice to meet you. I am Aerial a high wind spirit, are you perhaps a superior spirit."

Looking at the small spirit that had just appeared in front of him, Marcus was a bit flabbergasted, and did not quite get what she just said.

'I have no idea what a high or superior spirit is, but it must be some type of ranking. All I know is that great it considered the top. Damn I guess I should have asked Recha more about spirits in general instead of just focusing on great spirits.'

Trying to get his thoughts in order, Marcus tried to come up with the best response he could but decided to answer the little spirit honestly.

"No, I am not a superior spirit. I am a great spirit of light and darkness."

Hearing this Aerial had an even more dumbfounded expression than Marcus had before, and said, "That is impossible, there is no way you could be a great spirit."

Aerial said it with confidence and matter of factly as if what Marcus had just said was so preposterous as to not even be slightly believable.

Though it would not be right to fault her since other than Marcus no great spirit would be as low level as him.

"If you were a great spirit even with me and Quillon working together, we never would have been able to win. Anyway, you do not even seem to be able to use your spiritual energy."

Taking a jab at Marcus' inability to currently use spiritual energy, Aerial was further poking holes in him being a great spirit.

But it was not like it was Marcus' fault for not knowing how to tap into his spiritual energy. He had not been born a spirit or even a ghost for that matter, and he had only truly been exploring the intricacies of this world for a bit over a year now.

"Here, I am sure that one of you can check my status somehow. I have turned off the skill that gives false information." Marcus said holding up his arms as if inviting them to look at his status.

Both Quillon and Aerial looked at Marcus intently, before a shocked expression came over both of their faces.

"Impossible!" Aerial shouted with surprise.

She could not believe what she was seeing on Marcus' status since it was so far from the norm as to be inconceivable.

"You said you have a skill that can seen out false information. You must be using that to try and trick us." Aerial said accusatorily.

Sighing Marcus said, "Well it does not matter if you do not believe me, but I really am a great spirit. I am just a bit different from the rest. If you look at my status more closely you should notice that I do not come from this world."

After Marcus said this both Quillon and Aerial took a better look at his status, though Quillon was the only one of the two with an artifact similar to Mrazivý's that allowed him to inspect Marcus' full status.

"Personal Status!" Quillon said in astonishment.

"My master had told me about people that come from another world with this powerful unique skill, but I always though he was just making up stories to push me harder."

Naturally Quillon was surprised to see his first transmigrator who he thought were myths.

"I see so you are someone from another world. I have heard from the great spirit of wind that your type can be born as any intelligent race, but you must have really lucked out to have been born a great spirit." Aerial said with a bit of reverence slowly coming to believe Marcus as more facts presented themselves.

And not caring to correct her, Marcus decided to just let her believe he had come to this world as a great spirit, since telling the story of how it had happened would just add more confusion to the conversation.

"Now then, since you seem to believe me now about being a great spirit, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?"