Mary listened to his confusion and let out a little laugh, as if the answer were much simpler than Mark imagined.
"Ah, so that's it," she said, sitting up on the bed and crossing her legs, still watching him with that relaxed expression. "Level one hundred is different, sweetheart. It has a special rule."
"What rule?"
Mary's smile turned a little sharper.
"You can only reach it by killing other reincarnated ones."
The revelation caught Mark off guard.
So that was the condition for reaching level 100.
Killing other reincarnated ones.
He stayed silent for a few seconds, processing that peculiar rule, until a memory started working its way through his thoughts.
The reincarnated warrior.
That arrogant idiot who had tried to kill him shortly after he arrived in the south of the continent.
Mark still remembered clearly what had happened after he'd finished him off.
The warrior's body had dissolved, and almost immediately, a beam of light had enveloped him.
