Transmigrated as a Ghost

"The pair of Marcus and Mrazivý have won!" The announcer of the tournament said loudly, his voice resounding over the entire massive stadium thanks to the magic tools throughout it.

Unlike the last time when Mrazivý had shocked the audience into silence with her impressive display of prowess by completely overwhelming their opponents in the first round, this time the audience met Marcus' display with thunderous cheers and applause.

He had certainly put on a show, and while few understood what sort of ability he had used to allow weapons to pass straight through his body, it was still something that was amazing to watch.

"Regenerate."

With his and Mrazivý's victory confirmed, Marcus cast the tier seven healing magic spell on Eyad and Chardae who were pretty badly injured by Marcus' final attack.

In only a matter of seconds their sliced muscles and tensions had fully recovered as Marcus cast what was considered probably the most famous and sought-after healing magic.

Normally he would not make such a public display of using this magic, but it was just another way to impress the Sulb Clan and guarantee their approval and assistance with entering the Desolate Desert where the Font of Death was.

Naturally Eyad and Chardae were stunned by the magic that Marcus had just cast on them, and even as they stood up, could not believe that their injuries had completely faded.

Neither of them had a regeneration skill and would have normally needed several days of recovery with the help of an experienced healer to recover.

As Aezam was a nation that was focused more on martial superiority rather than magic the number of mages with healing magic was low, and there were only two in the entire country that could use the same spell that Marcus just had.

"Thank you very much. Is there anything we can do to repay you?" Chardae said, bowing her head to Marcus.

Despite just having been one-sidedly beat down by him, she was still able to properly express her gratitude for the healing he had provided.

Eyad joined in a moment later and asked that Marcus let them compensate him, but he just waved his hand and refused.

"I did it because I felt like it. Nothing more."

After saying that he turned around and walked towards Mrazivý who had a smirk on her face.

"You sure were trying your best to act cool there. 'I did it because I felt like it. Nothing more.'" Mrazivý said, lowering and exaggerating her voice to immediate Marcus and tease him a little

"Sometimes acting is important. We are trying to make a favorable impression here." Marcus said, glancing up towards where the Sulb Clan's viewing box was.

He could feel several intense stares being directed towards them from this direction and he was certain that the grand elder of the Sulb Clan was among them.

With the match now over, Marcus and Mrazivý left the stage and returned to the Eazim Clan's viewing box to watch the rest of the day's matches.

However, when they arrived there were several unexpected guests and things were quite tense.

"Marcus, Mrazivý, the grand elder of the Sulb Clan wishes to speak with you." Amira said, approaching them with a ghastly look on her face.

With one look Marcus could figure that the Sulb Clan's grand elder had burst in here without so much as trying to schedule a proper meeting.

Along with the man who once and possibly still did hold the title of strongest warrior in the nation was his younger brother Aziz, who Mrazivý had met briefly when he calmed the crowd of the Beast Pushing event.

'This is my first time seeing him up close, but the Sulb Clan's grand elder really is something.' Marcus thought.

Examining the man, he could tell that the grand elder was very powerful. Despite being hundreds of years old, he still looked to only be in his early thirties.

Once Amira had led Marcus and Mrazivý to where Akeem was hosting the two unexpected guests, she promptly backed off and moved to a corner where she tried to make herself as small as possible.

"It is a pleasure to meet you Grand Elder Ghazi Sulb and Lord Aziz Sulb." Marcus said, bowing his head.

Mrazivý did the same a moment later, and the two of them waited for the pair of high-ranking individuals to respond.

"It is likewise an honor to meet the two of you. I never thought I would have the chance to meet a superior spirit and a dragon. You two make quite the strange pair" Ghazi said, standing up and extending a hand to Marcus and Mrazivý.

Of course, both of them froze in the wake of the Sulb Clan's grand elder words. He was a little off the mark in both of their cases, but he had just revealed information that they had been keeping hidden.

Everyone else in the room looked shocked by this and the momentary hesitation that Marcus and Mrazivý had shown pretty much all but confirmed Ghazi's assertion even if it was not entirely correct.

'I thought that I might be discovered after using my intangibility, but how did he figure Mrazivý out as well?'

Marcus racked his brain for a second, but nothing came to mind. Mrazivý had not used her draconic transformation or shot out any breath attacks since coming to Aezam.

"Is this true!?" Akeem shouted, losing his composure and standing up abruptly.

Never had he thought that his clan was hosting beings that were in the realms of myth. Dragons were already incredibly rare, but humanoid spirits that roamed the world were basically nonexistent.

"Before we go any further, I would like to clarify a few things. I am not a dragon, but a dragonoid, a type of half human half dragon. At one time I was just a normal human before evolving. Likewise, Marcus was once human as well before becoming a spirit."