Reincarnated as a failed hero?! Watch me Defy Fate!-Chapter 251: Overlimit Forced Aura

"You heroes of Braveheart Kingdom must master your Forced Aura to this level—or at least get close," Yunho declared firmly, his gaze sweeping across all of us with commanding authority.

He wasn’t joking. He was dead serious.

Mina stepped forward beside him, arms crossed confidently.

"He’s right," she added. "Without mastery over Aura, you’ll struggle. You can’t rely on magic forever."

There was no arrogance in their tone—only undeniable presence. The presence of a true King and Queen.

"Yunho-sama, Mina-sama... could you explain more about this in detail?" Freya asked with eager eyes.

Mina smiled at her enthusiasm. "Red-haired girl, I like your fire. Alright, we’ll explain."

She paced slightly, speaking like a seasoned warrior.

"Aura draws from stamina. Magic draws from mana. You all have the unique advantage of wielding both. But you’ve focused too much—far too much—on enhancing your magic..."

She pointed directly at us.

Cain, who had just stood back up, clenched his fists, clearly irritated. "What’s that supposed to mean?! You’re underestimating us?!"

Mina didn’t back down one bit.

"Look at yourself. You were defeated so easily. That’s what happens when you rely too much on your little flame tricks, you reckless fire brat."

Cain growled and took a step forward toward her, but Yunho placed a firm hand on his shoulder.

Cain froze in place, grimacing. He couldn’t move.

Or breathe easily.

"Haha... what Mina means," Yunho said casually, "is that you need balance. Between your magic and your aura. Isn’t that right, my Queen?"

Mina turned away slightly, blushing just a bit. She wasn’t good at expressing herself—at least not gently.

Yunho continued the lesson, his tone growing more serious again.

"Think about it: What happens when you run out of mana? What are you left with? The answer is—your Aura." 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

He paused. No one replied.

"Now... if your Aura isn’t strong enough to fight on its own, then what good is it?"

The silence that followed was deafening.

Because he was right.

We all realized it—especially us who relied heavily on magic to power our swordsmanship.

Serena nodded solemnly. "You’re right, Yunho-sama. That’s why Theresia and I couldn’t defeat you and Mina-sama during the fortress war. We relied too much on magic. When it failed... our Aura wasn’t enough to back us up."

Theresia nodded in agreement.

"Haha, yes. If your Aura and magic were equally refined, you might’ve made things a lot more difficult for us," Yunho admitted with a chuckle. "But I’ll say this—you, Theresia, the Saintess, and that blue-haired girl Lyra... you all fought admirably."

That praise made Serena and Theresia smile with pride.

Mina joined in, "He’s right, my King. Few people have ever managed to beat mercenaries on Dragen’s level, let alone our personal guards. The fact that you did it without breaking a sweat... it’s impressive. Only my King and I could stop you."

She added, "And that magic you used in the last battle... it was spectacular. We were stunned—especially your final spell, Serena. If not for Yunho, I might have taken serious damage."

Serena blinked in surprise. "You actually complimented me...?"

She laughed lightly. "Even so... we couldn’t beat you two. Yunho-sama’s defenses were too strong, and Mina-sama’s attacks? They were like—"

"BOOOOM! And SWOOOSH! And then—KABAAAAM!!" Theresia jumped in with excited mimicry. "She cut through a whole hill like it was nothing! And Yunho-sama’s defense was like CLANG and then BOOOOM—just unstoppable!"

Everyone laughed.

Including Yunho and Mina.

And for a moment... I really enjoyed this. The tension was gone. Respect was forming. A bond.

But curiosity still gnawed at me.

"Uhm... Yunho," I finally asked, "you said our Aura hasn’t reached its peak. But as far as we know, we’ve already achieved the highest known tier: Forced Aura, Supreme Level. All the Braveheart heroes have reached that."

Serena, Theresia, and Freya nodded behind me. They were wondering the same.

Yunho smiled slightly. Then, without a word, he reactivated his Aura.

And our jaws dropped.

The room trembled.

Power—raw and overwhelming—poured from him like an invisible tidal wave. It wasn’t just Supreme. It was something beyond.

"This," Yunho said calmly, "is what I meant."

He let the Aura pulse a moment longer before slowly dimming it again.

"How should I explain this...?" he pondered. "I guess I’ll put it this way—Aura levels in Braveheart and Gildoria aren’t quite the same. In our kingdom, there’s a level beyond Supreme."

He looked directly at me.

"We call it... Overlimit. That’s what you just witnessed."

I felt my breath catch.

"Overlimit..."

I repeated the word in disbelief.

None of us had even heard of it.

"Perhaps it’s because your kingdom never delved as deeply into Aura as we did in Gildoria," Mina said clearly, her eyes sharp. "The Overlimit stage is when you surpass the natural limits of your body and ignite an even fiercer Aura within your heart."

"Surpass limits... Aura fire..." Freya echoed, stunned.

Yunho stepped forward to explain further.

"One of the central sources of Aura lies in the heart. The heart governs not only your Aura—but your physical capability as well. The stronger your body becomes, the more fiercely the flame of your Aura burns inside you."

Hearing that... something clicked in my memory.

My father once told me during my Supreme-level Aura training: "When you reach the peak of your physical potential, you’ll touch the edge of Supreme."

But now, it seems the path forward is to break through that edge.

I could feel it. And so could the others.

Their eyes narrowed with understanding as the realization settled in. Yunho and Mina weren’t just powerful—they were enlightened in a way we hadn’t yet achieved.

Even Envi, the entity within me, seemed to nod in agreement from deep inside. What Yunho said made sense. From the start, the standards for Aura and Magic in this world were always blurry. It’s entirely possible there are truths we still don’t know—hidden tiers and paths long forgotten.

Beside me, Runa also nodded. In her telepathy, she told me she felt the strength radiating from Yunho—it was genuine, overwhelming, and pure.

My resolve solidified.

There was no doubt—I wanted to learn from them.

So I asked, one final question, "Then, Yunho... Mina-sama... if you two had been on the battlefield that day, facing the Overlords... could you have defeated them?"

That question seemed to catch them both off guard. They exchanged glances. A pause... and then a confident smile bloomed across their faces.

"We don’t know if we could’ve defeated all three Overlords at once," Yunho admitted with a relaxed tone, "But I can say this—if it was just one or two... and if Mina and I were together—we would have stood a real chance."

They were confident. And honestly? I believed them.

Because back then... Lucius and Nosef hadn’t even reached their awakened states. If Yunho and Mina had joined the battle, the outcome might have been completely different.

"But..." Yunho’s expression darkened slightly. "We didn’t know about the battle at Mount Archanis in time. We were too busy defending Gildoria. The alliance between Braveheart, Gildoria, and Solara hadn’t been formed yet."

Then he clenched his fist, fire burning in his eyes.

"But now..." Yunho’s voice dropped lower, heavier—like the calm before a storm. "The alliance is formed."

He slowly raised his gaze to the horizon, as if staring through the walls of the training grounds—straight toward the lands where the Overlords still roamed free.

"And this time... if the Overlords dare to appear again..." His grip on the hilt of his sword tightened, the air around him brimming with energy. "Mina and I will march onto that battlefield—and we’ll kill them with our own hands."

The silence that followed was thunderous.

Mina stepped beside him, calm but burning with the same fire. She gently placed her hand over his clenched fist, her smile fierce and unwavering.

"No matter what it takes," she said softly, "we’ll cut down anything that threatens this world."

Their conviction... was absolute. Like a vow carved in stone and sealed with fire.

And as I looked around, I saw it—something had shifted.

Serena’s eyes widened in awe, her breath caught in her throat. Theresia stood still, lips slightly parted, as though the sheer weight of their words had rooted her in place. Even Cain’s arrogant façade cracked for just a second, revealing something underneath—respect.

There was no doubt anymore.

These two weren’t just warriors.

They were pillars.

Beacons of strength that lit the path forward for the rest of us.

And in the midst of that burning resolve, a quiet but powerful feeling stirred inside us.

Hope.

"I understand..." I finally said, my voice steady but humble. "Thank you for sharing your truth... for sharing your strength."

I took a step forward—and bowed.

"We’re ready to learn. We want to grow stronger. To master our Aura. Please... teach us, Yunho, Mina-sama."

My voice didn’t waver.

One by one, the others stepped beside me.

Serena bowed next, her long crimson hair brushing forward. "Please guide us."

Theresia followed, eyes alight with purpose. "We’ll give it everything."

Freya clenched her fists and bowed low. "We won’t waste this chance."

Cain hesitated. His pride clearly hated the idea—but when I turned and shot him a glare that said Move now or I’ll drag you, he sighed... then finally stepped forward with that awkward, crooked smile of his.

"Yeah, yeah... just don’t expect me to call you Master," he muttered.

And then—

It began.

Yunho and Mina stepped forward, their weapons slung casually across their backs. They moved like commanders—but grinned like devils.

Yunho cracked his knuckles, his smile mischievous. "Lesson one: 100 sit-ups. 100 push-ups. 100 squats. 100 pull-ups. And finally—run around the kingdom walls... 10 kilometers."

Time stopped.

"...What?" Freya whispered, already pale.

But they weren’t joking.

"And," Mina continued coolly, her voice like steel wrapped in velvet, "if any of you fail to meet even one of those targets..."

She paused—her cold gaze sweeping over each of us.

"...you’ll start over. From the very beginning."

No mercy. No compromise.

Her eyes gleamed like frozen daggers.

A shiver ran down my spine.

In that moment, we all felt the same thing.

This... was going to be hell.

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