Chapter 273: 285 Those Who Come From Another World

With Mrazivý's match now concluded Marcus was certain of one thing, she had been practicing with her unique skill.

Unlike most of his that just gave massive temporary power buffs, hers was incredibly versatile and definitely had more uses than they had just seen.

It could defend, attack, restrain, and it may have even more effects that Mrazivý' had not shown during her match.

However, its versatility also would make it more difficult to use and it was doubtful that she got many opportunities to fight against other people with it. So, she was basically using the tournament as a training ground to see just how strong her unique skill was against people.

'I certainly would not want to be on the other end of her ability, and it honestly would not even be very effective against me. But I can imagine that any flesh and blood creature not heavily resistant to cold, would pretty much lose as soon as it touched them.'

After Marcus had thoroughly analyzed his friend's powerful unique skill, he stood up and said to Gurrom, "I have somewhere I need to be for a while. I will probably be back in around an hour or two, do you mind giving me an update on the matches when I get back."

Gurrom looked curiously at Marcus when he said this, wondering what could be more important than getting a read on their future competition, but he just nodded his head in confirmation.

Putting on a bright smile Marcus thanked Gurrom before exiting the stands and heading into the arena.

'Now I need to find the infirmary area.'

After quickly asking a tournament staff member Marcus located where he wanted to go and finding a deserted corner, went back into his ghost form.

'Good he is still here.'

Floating into the infirmary Marcus found who he was looking for. His former opponent Miguel LaRusso.

Marcus had wanted to talk to him and confirm that he truly was from Earth, though all of the evidence he had was pointing in that direction.

'Now how do I get him alone.'

Looking around Marcus could see that a couple other competitors were still here, one being the man Mrazivý had done a number on, as well as Gurrom's opponent who was still a little crispy.

Luckily an idea quickly formed into Marcus' head, and finding one of the healers he possessed their body before moving over towards Miguel who had a depressed expression on his face.

"Miguel LaRusso, could you come with me for a bit. I need to use a magic device to check and make sure that all of your internal injuries are just find."

Of course, looking at him Marcus was pretty sure he was mostly healed, probably just a bit sore from taking that final attack, but the kid appeared to moping.

At least he still followed Marcus' directions and followed him, and he brought him to an empty room nearby that he had already scouted.

However, as Miguel walked in, he noticed that they were just in a plain room, with no sort of magical devices, and his near lifeless eyes became intense as he looked at Marcus threateningly.

"Why have you brought me here, what do you want." Miguel said while eyeing the door.

He was currently in no condition to fight, his weapon and armor destroyed, as well as being exhausted from his earlier battle, all he could think about was flight.

Yet as he moved to go back out the door, a translucent purple arm appeared and slammed it shut.

"I do not know what you want, but do you think that you can honestly beat me." Miguel said trying to intimidate Marcus.

Seeing that escape was not going to be an option Miguel got ready to fight, but what Marcus said next took that out of him.

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"No need to be hostile, I just wanted to talk with another person from Earth in private."

Hearing this Miguel's eyes went wide, and he looked at Marcus with a hopeful but also doubtful expression.

"Are you really from Earth? … Can you prove it?"

Naturally Miguel had his doubts, this could just be another way for whoever was in front of him to get him to lower his guard.

Marcus though about Miguel's question for a bit wandering how exactly he should prove he was from Earth.

He thought about maybe listing off some of the notable landmarks or monuments, like the Eiffel Tower, or Niagara Falls.

But he soon realized a more surefire way and began speaking English.

It was actually kind of difficult to do since the translation token he had used way back when he first met people made it so that speaking the langue of this country was natural.

But after a moment he was able to begin speaking English again and said, "Does this prove it."

Of course, Marcus also thought it was quite possible that Miguel might not know English, but it was still likely that he would recognize it like how Marcus would recognize if some one was speaking German, Spanish, or Chinese even if he himself did not speak the language.

At first though Miguel did not get what Marcus meant since he still understood him, but he quickly realized that Marcus was no longer speaking the langue of this world.

"You speak English. So, you really are from Earth." Miguel said back in perfect English.

Marcus quickly noticed how easy it was for Miguel to switch back to English while he actually had a bit of trouble.

Still, he quickly likened it to the fact that Miguel had probably been here less time than he had and could switch back more easily.

"Yes, I got transported to this world a bit over a year ago. ('well, that was when I got out from the center of the world.') I assume you got given the same options I did after you died."

Unfortunately, the mention of his death caused Miguel's face to cloud over and tears to start to well up in his eyes.

Unlike Marcus who had made peace with his death at this point, Miguel's was still fresh in his mind, and he could still remember how horrible it had been.

Seeing that he had upset Miguel, Marcus quickly said, "Sorry, I did not mean to make you relive something so painful, how about we move onto another topic."

However, Miguel actually shook his head and said, "No it is fine. And could I ask how you died?"

Nodding his head Marcus figured that this kid had somethings he needed to work out and he was more than happy to help.

"I died in my sleep from a gas leak, at least that is what I was told."

Marcus knew that his death was not glamorous, and right now he was kind of wishing he had been eaten by that shark or struck by lightning just to have a cool story to tell, but he miraculously survived both of those incidents only to die in a really mundane way.

After that Marcus could see, that Miguel was struggling to say how he died and Marcus said, "There is no need to force yourself, I just wanted to have a little chat with you, an knowing how you got here does not really matter."

Nevertheless, Miguel shook his head and steeled himself before saying, "I was stabbed to death."

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