My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 740

If only he had survived in her past lives… he would've been a powerful ally—someone who could've stood by Duke's side and shared the burden after the loss of his parents.

Just the thought of her past lives brought a shadow over her heart, so she shook the feeling off with a sigh, nodded to herself, and turned her attention back to Tristan.

"So, Tristan, I assume you already know what your awakened ability is?" Kisha asked, trying to keep her voice steady, though a slight tremble betrayed her excitement. Duke, noticing the change in her tone, looked up at Tristan with quiet curiosity.

He, too, hadn't heard the details of Tristan's ability. Was it one of the common elemental types? A support-based skill? Or was Tristan also an Irregular—someone with a rare, peculiar ability that defied the usual classifications and didn't awaken so easily?

"Yes, Young Madam, but... I haven't mastered it yet. Honestly, I'm not even sure if I'm using it correctly," Tristan admitted, lowering his head. Despite being Duke's second-in-command and acting as both his and Kisha's secretary at HOPE Base, Tristan had always maintained a low profile. Unlike Sparrow, who often led missions and played an active role on the front lines, Tristan operated more like a shadow—quiet, observant, and ready to step in only when necessary.

And although Tristan worked quietly from the shadows, he was undeniably competent—someone who could handle almost anything and effortlessly lighten the burdens of those around him.

That's why hearing him admit he hadn't fully grasped his own awakened ability came as a surprise to everyone. To them, Tristan was cut from the same cloth as Duke—naturally gifted, always composed, and quick to adapt and excel.

His struggle with his ability piqued everyone's curiosity even more. What kind of awakened ability could be so complex that even someone like Tristan was having a hard time mastering it?

Kisha tapped her chin thoughtfully with her index finger. "Hmm… maybe it's because your awakened ability is Teleportation. It might not be just about grasping space and time—you probably also need to be familiar with the locations you're trying to reach, maybe even know their exact coordinates."

"Or… perhaps it's more instinctual, like sensing a path that only you can feel. After all, Teleportation is like a high-speed train—it takes you exactly where you want to go in the shortest time possible." Despite her explanation, Kisha wasn't entirely certain. She had never experienced Teleportation herself, so all she could do was form theories and try to make sense of it in her own way.

But Kisha's words seemed to trigger something in Tristan. His eyes lit up with sudden realization—and in the blink of an eye, he vanished from everyone's sight. Gasps echoed through the room as the others finally grasped what his awakened ability truly was.

"No way! The guy really did awaken Teleportation? And he's been keeping it low-key this whole time?"

"Damn! Is he pulling a Goku on us now? What's next—fingers to the forehead and a 'Shunkan Ido' chant?"

Everyone buzzed with excitement, their eyes darting around in search of Tristan, who had vanished without a trace. Then, just as suddenly, he reappeared—this time holding a handful of random items. A rare smile tugged at his lips as he spoke.

"Young Madam was right," he said. "It turns out I really just needed to feel the path around me. It's like riding a high-speed train along invisible tracks—I simply have to choose the rail I want, and I arrive at my destination in the blink of an eye."