Chapter 35:
Chapter 33 - part 2 : delivery in paradise
Reincarnated as a mana delivery guy
The shimmering portal opens onto a vibrant landscape, and we land in a peaceful corner. "Well, here we are!" exclaims the beast beside me, his arrogant smile lighting up his face. "Ready to make our first delivery side by side, human?""You're one too, I’ll have you know!" He keeps walking; this guy is an idiot. "By the way, what’s your name?" He rolls his eyes, as if my question is the dumbest he’s ever heard. "My name cannot be pronounced by humans," he says, heading toward a narrow path lined with glowing flowers.
---I started rummaging through my bag and found a map along with a letter. Okay, we have to deliver an orb to the Celestial Palace — sounds easy enough. If that's all it takes to get reincarnated, I'm fine with it.
As we walk, he starts talking about his past exploits, his conquests, and how he was the best in his previous life. I barely listen, my thoughts focused on the mission. Suddenly, we arrive at a clearing, and before us stands a magnificent celestial palace. The walls shimmer with a golden light, and angels fly around, laughing and playing. "Wait a second, you were a human before?" "There's our destination," he says with a triumphant look. He ignores me... I roll my eyes as he rushes toward the palace doors, confident. I follow him reluctantly, but I know I have to keep an eye on him. Upon our arrival, a group of angels approaches, curious. "What are you doing here, mortals?" asks one of them, an amused look on his face. "We're here to deliver a precious artifact," the guy declares, his voice full of pride. The angels exchange puzzled glances, and I sense that the situation could quickly escalate. One of the angels, clearly amused, steps forward. "Show us what you have."
---
I hesitate, looking over at my partner — if I can even call him that. He's grinning like he’s about to unveil the secret to eternal life.
From a pouch slung across his chest, he pulls out a small, shimmering orb. It pulses softly, like a sleeping heartbeat wrapped in light.
"This," I announce, lifting it high while reading the letter, "is the Heart of Yel—"
Before I can finish, the orb lets out a faint whine, like it’s protesting.
“The hell ?” Said the beast.
The angels recoil — not in fear, but confusion. One of them narrows his eyes and tilts his head, wings twitching in irritation. "That's not... supposed to be here."
I step in, trying to salvage the situation. "We were told it was urgent. It had to be hand-delivered to the Celestial Palace. Level Seven Clearance."
Another angel, taller and visibly older, floats down and lands beside the first. "Level Seven, you say?" He scans me from head to toe. “Who exactly authorized this?”
The beast beside me scoffs, unimpressed. "Does it matter? The artifact is here, and you're welcome."
The taller angel ignores him, focusing on me. "Mortal, speak plainly. Who sent you?"
I dig into my coat pocket, pulling out the delivery scroll. The seal — a crimson flame wrapped around a black sun — still burns faintly. I hold it up.
The older angel's expression changes instantly. He steps back, face paling slightly. The others stop laughing.
“You’re from the Ash Division,” he mutters.
"Apparently," I say. “We’re new.” I lie.
The angel with the amused smile now frowns, stepping closer to the orb. He inspects it, then peers into my eyes. "Do you have any idea what you're carrying?"
My partner chimes in again, arms crossed. "Obviously. It's the Heart of Yel’"" Yelmor” I corrected.
“It’s unstable,” the angel interrupts. “And very, very illegal to bring into Paradise.”
There’s a silence, heavy and uncomfortable.
My partner scratches his head. “Well... technically, we were told to deliver it to the palace. No one mentioned legality.”
I want to punch him.
The older angel exchanges a glance with the others, and then gestures toward the palace entrance. “Come with us. Immediately. Do not touch the orb again.”
As we're ushered inside, surrounded by celestial guards with golden spears and suspicious glances, I lean toward him and whisper, “I thought this was a standard delivery.”
He grins.
---I started rummaging through my bag and found a map along with a letter. Okay, we have to deliver an orb to the Celestial Palace — sounds easy enough. If that's all it takes to get reincarnated, I'm fine with it.
As we walk, he starts talking about his past exploits, his conquests, and how he was the best in his previous life. I barely listen, my thoughts focused on the mission. Suddenly, we arrive at a clearing, and before us stands a magnificent celestial palace. The walls shimmer with a golden light, and angels fly around, laughing and playing. "Wait a second, you were a human before?" "There's our destination," he says with a triumphant look. He ignores me... I roll my eyes as he rushes toward the palace doors, confident. I follow him reluctantly, but I know I have to keep an eye on him. Upon our arrival, a group of angels approaches, curious. "What are you doing here, mortals?" asks one of them, an amused look on his face. "We're here to deliver a precious artifact," the guy declares, his voice full of pride. The angels exchange puzzled glances, and I sense that the situation could quickly escalate. One of the angels, clearly amused, steps forward. "Show us what you have."
---
I hesitate, looking over at my partner — if I can even call him that. He's grinning like he’s about to unveil the secret to eternal life.
From a pouch slung across his chest, he pulls out a small, shimmering orb. It pulses softly, like a sleeping heartbeat wrapped in light.
"This," I announce, lifting it high while reading the letter, "is the Heart of Yel—"
Before I can finish, the orb lets out a faint whine, like it’s protesting.
“The hell ?” Said the beast.
The angels recoil — not in fear, but confusion. One of them narrows his eyes and tilts his head, wings twitching in irritation. "That's not... supposed to be here."
I step in, trying to salvage the situation. "We were told it was urgent. It had to be hand-delivered to the Celestial Palace. Level Seven Clearance."
Another angel, taller and visibly older, floats down and lands beside the first. "Level Seven, you say?" He scans me from head to toe. “Who exactly authorized this?”
The beast beside me scoffs, unimpressed. "Does it matter? The artifact is here, and you're welcome."
The taller angel ignores him, focusing on me. "Mortal, speak plainly. Who sent you?"
I dig into my coat pocket, pulling out the delivery scroll. The seal — a crimson flame wrapped around a black sun — still burns faintly. I hold it up.
The older angel's expression changes instantly. He steps back, face paling slightly. The others stop laughing.
“You’re from the Ash Division,” he mutters.
"Apparently," I say. “We’re new.” I lie.
The angel with the amused smile now frowns, stepping closer to the orb. He inspects it, then peers into my eyes. "Do you have any idea what you're carrying?"
My partner chimes in again, arms crossed. "Obviously. It's the Heart of Yel’"" Yelmor” I corrected.
“It’s unstable,” the angel interrupts. “And very, very illegal to bring into Paradise.”
There’s a silence, heavy and uncomfortable.
My partner scratches his head. “Well... technically, we were told to deliver it to the palace. No one mentioned legality.”
I want to punch him.
The older angel exchanges a glance with the others, and then gestures toward the palace entrance. “Come with us. Immediately. Do not touch the orb again.”
As we're ushered inside, surrounded by celestial guards with golden spears and suspicious glances, I lean toward him and whisper, “I thought this was a standard delivery.”
He grins.
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