Reincarnated As The Hero’s Daughter: Wait, Why Is My MP Not Running Out?

After crossing the oceans through the airship and landing on a nearby neutral port city, the group composed of Zack, Luck, Ninhursag, and Arafunn moved into the West Grasslands of the Human Continent, towards a path that would lead them to the faraway Untamed Jungles, the largest jungles of the continent, often still unexplored by the human nations due to their sheer size and the amount of powerful monsters and dungeons inside.

It was a place too dangerous for any human to just barge inside. Those strong enough to deal with powerful monsters would eventually not be able to survive on their own anyways, as the monsters came endlessly and the nature was wild and untamable, as the name of the jungles

Were.

The countless dungeons were also a death trap, countless adventures once flooded into the Untamed Jungles, and crusades made by kingdoms attempting to overtake these lands as their territories due to the rich resources happened in the past, but the results were as anybody would guess.

"Utter failure."

Ninhursag walked through the grasslands barefooted, her muscular and gorgeous body looked tireless, she could walk for hundreds or thousands of kilometers without getting tired at all.

Her glossy black skin, as black as charcoal, deflected the sunlight’s rays, her white tattoos covering her body imbuing her with great power and resilience.

"Wait, you mean that those jungles are really just completely wild?!" wondered Zack. "Are they related to the ones I was born in? The ones we came from?"

"The Amazonian Jungles were once part of the Untamed Jungles in the past, but the changes in weather separated them. Where we came from, as you could already tell, wasn’t as wild as the Untamed Jungles. We were invaded by a group of demons after all," explained Ninhursag. "It was also where we kept one of the ruins of the ancient gods, and where there was one of their relics. It was once explored by the old nations of this country, but it was left alone, and so our tribe."

"How? Aren’t they really conflictive people?" wondered Luck. "I thought humans... Well, my bad, didn’t mean to sound rude," the black-haired wolf anime boy’s ears twitched a bit as he noticed Zack’s slightly upset face.

"No, don’t worry, it’s complicated... Humans are very religious, they saw the Amazonian Jungle as a sacred ground that only us could manage and protect. In ancient times, my tribe, the Skin Changers, and the Wood Cutter Amazonians were unified as one large alliance of powerful warriors. Even the biggest of countries feared us as we possessed tens of thousands of might fighters and hundreds of even stronger heroes of our own," said Ninhursag. "To get along, the countries ended making an agreement of peace and cooperation, where our tribes would be left alone and in exchange, we would protect the relics and the gods’ temples."

"So that’s how it is!" said Luck. "That’s so interesting, actually, I had never heard about the history of this continent, there are more human tribes than I thought."

"Well yes, every race has many tribes within them," nodded Ninhursag. "Arafunn, are you going to just remain silent the entire trip? Why not each the kids some history as well?"

"Hmm? Ah, I don’t really care about such things myself..." Arafunn shrugged. "But I can tell you something about the Untamed Jungles, heh."

"What?" Zack wondered.

"It is the place where the Skin Changers came from originally, before moving to the Amazonian Jungles!" Arafunn actually said something interesting. "Also, we’re obviously going there for the Skin Changer’s Ruins. Did you know they used to have a big city? They were once a large group of people."

"I was about to get there eventually, Arafunn!" Ninhursag complained. "Don’t spoil the good part yet!"

"Well, you never get to the point honey, so I had to get there myself, haha," laughed Arafunn, mostly to get back at Ninhursag for criticizing him for minding his own business.

"Sheesh, oh well..." the muscular lady shrugged. "As he said, the Untamed Jungles are the original home of my tribe, the Skin Changers. In the long, long past, like, perhaps over a hundred thousand years ago. There used to be hundreds of thousands of my kind. We built an empire in those jungles, and through our special abilities, we were able to harmonize with nature itself like no other race ever, taming the Untamable Jungles and turning them into our invincible domain."

"So the reason why the other countries couldn’t do a thing..." Zack muttered.

"That’s right, it was because we were incredibly strong people, naturally!" Ninhursag said proudly. "Now, now, to the point. There, in the center of those jungles rests the last vestige of our kind. The City of Skin Changers, or as some used to call it in ancient times, the Capital of the Chimera King."

"Chimera King?" Zack wondered, as he started kicking the rocks around the road.

"It was the strongest Skin Changer, and also a hero. The Hero of Wild Beasts of the past!" Ninhursag smiled. "The first one ever."

"EH?!"

Luck and Zack reacted in the same, shocked fashion as Arafunn smiled and nodded.

"That’s right! Are you surprised now? heh!" Ninhursag liked seeing the children amazed. "This is the reason why I decided to bring Luck to begin with. Zack, I want you to do your best to inherit my tribe’s abilities, even if a few. I’ve already given up on the possibility of having children of my own, so you’ll have to inherit my Legacy, and pass it down towards your descendants."

"Y-Your Legacy?" Zack wondered. "But that’s... Isn’t that too much? I don’t know if I can..." "You’re my only hope now..." Ninhursag sighed. "Luck can only get the things the hero has prepared for him, but the powers, the Legacy of my bloodline itself, I can only pass it to my child. And you will then pass it to your children once you grow up and marry Mist and have

Many children as she promised me."

"S-She promised you that?!"

Zack was dying of embarrassment.

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