I was 15 years old when the memory of me talking to a godfigure surfaced. In that conversation, I wished that god should not give me a cheat skill in my next life. I want my ordinary life without memories for the next life. However, I vaguely remember what I wished for.
A part of me is convinced that memories of my past life didn't matter. I remember all of my autobiographical memories of my new life here clearly in this world. It's not a cheat. While having hyperthymesia as a natural ability here is a blessing. However, converters are essential for adventurers to cast skills.
This is why I studied hard to learn how to manipulate mana be it external or internal. However, it will not protect me from S-tier criminals. Weapons made of pure mana are just for training purposes in elementary schools.
As a scholar and a converterless, I can never be an adventurer nor an expert magician. But during my 15 year of existence, my mother was suffering from something that is natural to all mothers. When I asked her what should I do for her, she asked me that it's impossible for me to obtain it.
The medicine that I need is available in the tower. And I can't be an adventurer without proper active skills. This is why I am in my current predicament.
"Please let me join", I begged. "I really need the red pill for my mom. She's bleeding"
Sorry kid. The tall man with beard answered me. We can't let a converterless human like you to enter the tower. You'll just be an excess baggage. And besides the tower will disappear sooner.
You would think why I insist to join them even if I am converterless.
The Tower of Asclepius is one of the random towers that spawns. Upon clearing, the tower will grant golden cards to party members who cleared the tower. The golden card has no RNG function. It gives the owner a lot of choices as a reward. The red pill can only be granted by the golden card.
My mom is suffering from an internal bleeding of her uterus. Only a red pill can save her. I blame my stupid past life for his decision. The only thing I have from that god is this necklace that won't be removed from my neck. Even I from this world can recognize that the pendant is an ankh symbol. A shaman told my parents that the necklace is part of my skill. A manifestation. However, unlike my parents. I have no converter. Only a talking hallucination. An angel called Nobiel. But I don't need him.
Nobiel was just standing behind me. He is unusually quiet. He might find my predicament entertaining. So as the tall man walked away from me. I summoned a mana chain towards him. However mana on its raw form while durable is hard to maintain. So its sturdiness is no doubt no match for the tall man with an adventurer skill and stats.
"Soulbolt"
As I hear the word he uttered, I saw a lot of projectiles of violet-indigo orbs formed and they rushed towards me after one of them destroyed my mana chain.
[Mana Shield]
Contrary to an aura that you might be thinking, my mana shield is just a quadrilateral shield, whose shape is like a door. Being held by me, it is protecting me from the projectiles. The layers that I have learned for all of these years are quickly dissipating as projectiles hit them.
I can hear Nobiel laughing. I'm not sure if he is impressed. But for some reason, I can hear his thoughts as if they are text in-front of me saying [Should I help him]. Well, how can he help? And I already exhausted my internal mana. A converterless human like me needs my internal mana to manipulate the external mana available. Think of external mana as clay and my internal mana as my hands that mold them. Summoning a mana chain and 7 layers of mana shield. I hope that if they let me join, I'll be able to use external mana of the inside of the tower easily.
"Impressive kid. The name is Melchior Carefree." He uttered this words while extending his hand offering me some help. I reached this hand and stood up. And reflexively I apologetically bowed.
The Carefree family is a prestigious name. As a scholar, this family is the one that established the most prestigious academy that is Darken Cloud Palace University of Magic. It's a university-land accessible across the rivershore of where I live.
Mr. Carefree is the highest official of that academy. And he is called a King.
"Your highness, I'm sorry for attacking you. Please don't execute me. I just want to help my mom. I was so desperate but an angel whispered to me that a tower near this rivershore, I mean bank. As it stands, a converterless human like me has no chance so I waited for a party like you to appear in front of this tower", I shamelessly babbled.
"Raise you head, child. I will let you join our party. Let's go."