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Chapter 21 – Tenth Birthday

    Chapter 21 – Tenth Birthday


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Rudeus Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was evening when I arrived in Roa, and just like Leon had said, it was a cool city to see in person, withrge walls and a fortified castle in the centre.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As we got into the city, Ghiine told me about all the ces I pointed out, such as the Adventurer Guild, the weapon smith, and the brothel, which I was quite interested in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She was a stern, but kind woman, just like Leon said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I entered the manor, a butler led us to what looked to be a reception room, where I was then pointed to two sofas that were facing each other.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay… this would be my first interview, I guess.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t want to know what would happen if I failed it, but I knew I wouldn’t want to see Paul’s teasing face upon my return after getting rejected.


    <span style="font-weight:400">So let’s do this!


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I waited, it didn’t take long for someone to open the door, revealing a thin, lightweight man with sleek brown hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Standing up, I hastily bowed while lowering my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Introductions were key, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“A pleasure to make your acquaintance. My name is Rudeus Greyrat,” I said respectfully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah, yes, and I am Philip Boreas Greyrat. It seems like you are just as polite as Leon said, but for your information, nobles greet each other by putting their right hand on their chest and bowing slightly,” he said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Like this?” I said, repeating his movement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Quite right. Even my father would be pleased to see a worker greet him like that. Now please, take a seat,” Philip said, flouncing on the sofa with a thud.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now… how much have you heard?” he asked, steepling his fingers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I was told I would be spending the next five years teaching the Young Mistress, taking over my brother’s position. Speaking of… why exactly did he leave?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He simply thought it would be best for you to see the wider world, and for him to spend time with his family. Or at least, that’s what he told me,” Philip answered with a shrug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… was he trying to steal the ‘cool older brother’ title from me?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well, considering he was already a Sword Saint, I didn’t think he had to use such shrewd methods.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But yes. In return, you will bepensated with free tuition to Ranoa as well as a noble family''s support uponpletion of Eris’ education. I believe you’ve already met her, yes?” he said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Umm… yes, I have,” I said, thinking back to when that redheaded mad dog smacked me around with a sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And? Do I have to worry about bing a grandfather?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… Paul did mention that he lost his virginity at ten, so the standards were quite different from my old world.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But Eris?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. I am not like my father,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Even if she wasn’t head over heels for my natural flirt of a brother, I didn’t want anywhere near that ball of violence and anger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A nice girl that I could form into my perfect future wife would be best for me, thank you very much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Someone like Sylphy, but with a bit more stats in the breast department.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh really? Then you pass. I’ll be honest, I don’t expect much from you, but since Leon rmended you, I decided to give you a try,” he said with a shrug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was quite honest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A little bit too honest, in my opinion.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon rmended me, huh?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes. Are you confident?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t know until I meet her again. This time as her tutor,” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Very well,” Philip nodded. “Thomas, can you take him up to Eris’ room?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And so, with therge man leading me through the halls of the manor, I soon found myself in front of a closed door.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Miss Eris,” Thomas said, knocking on the door. “Please open the door.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hearing the tussle of bedsheets and a following set of stomps, the door was flung open to reveal a familiar face with zing red hair and an arrogant expression.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Except… different from what I remembered, Eris’ eyes were reddened as if she had just finished crying.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Oh… I see.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She must be pretty upset.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rudeus? What the heck are you doing here?” she asked with a re.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right. I didn’t exactly make a good first impression, considering I tried to catch a glimpse of her and Sylphy showering by ‘ident’ on the second day of her visit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although, unlike how Leon would usually quell those attempts with Roxy, that time it was Eris catching me in the act,nding a sharp blow on my cheek.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And I hadn’t even seen anything!


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-It’s nice to see you again, Lady Eris. I’m your new tutor. Please treat me kindly,” I said with the bow Philip taught me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“…What!?” she shouted, eyes narrowed in rage. “Don’t kid with me!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Unfortunately, I am not kidding-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My words were interrupted by the door being mmed shut, leaving me standing there frozen in ce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haa… this wasn’t going to be easy, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Having some trouble there?” Philip said cheerfully from the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tsk. How could he be so casual about this?


    <span style="font-weight:400">She’s quite obviously heartbroken about that stupid brother of mine leaving, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she never picked up another book because of it.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes, I am. But I won’t give up so easily,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Is that so? Well, if you want to warm up to her and earn her respect, it might be best to take her out into the town for a practical lesson. That always seemed to put a smile on her face, after all,” Philip shrugged.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A practical lesson… that sounded good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anyway, ask Thomas, the manor’s butler, about that,” he said, walking away. “Meanwhile, I have some work to do.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking over at the butler, his eyes narrowed before he bowed to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Odd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Information on the Six-Faced World —


    <b><em>First Great Human-Demon War</em></b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Around 7000 years ago, the first war between the Human Race and the Demon Race began,sting nearly 1000 years. This war was fought with the introduction of magic and martial arts and when the Central Continent and Demon Continent were joined together into onendmass known as the Great Continent.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The war was a period that constantly shifted between fierce battle and rxation, until finally, the hero of humanity Ars and his sixrades ended the long war, having defeated the Five Great Demon Kings and the Demon Empress Kishirika.


    <span style="font-weight:400">—- Rudeus Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">Things had somehow turned out okay, and while I had expected Ghiine toe join us as a guard, the butler said there was no need for such a thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I guess the city was pretty safe, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">That made sense, you wouldn’t want to cause trouble in a city that had a Sword King around, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hmph!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The Young Mistress Eris, though, was still very reluctant about the whole thing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Especially about me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But even the most pissed-off of people needed fresh air, so she epted my offer without much of a fuss.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With Eris purchasing a few skewers and having looked around a few of the shops, we were now on our way back to the manor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was quite obvious that I didn’t try to add any lessons to our time like Leon did, as I didn’t want to risk being hit in anger.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I could now understand why Leon didn’t get me any books.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, even the most basic of them were five gold coins.


    <span style="font-weight:400">That was way out of my price range.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As we began walking back through the darkened streets, I couldn’t help but feel like something was a little… off.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A feeling of anxiety and apprehension, like when a big reveal was about to happen in an anime.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The air tasted heavy, and it was… quiet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Too quiet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eris. L-Let’s hurry on back, okay?” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh? What do you think we’re doing!?” she shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“J-Just…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">My words trailed off as I noticed a group of four people walking towards us under the cover of shadows.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were, forck of a better word, extremely shady-looking fellows.


    <span style="font-weight:400">People I did not want to be associated with.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hey!? What the hell are you doing!?” Eris shouted.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just shut up, Eris. Not now.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I grabbed her arm before increasing our walking pace, and to my pleasure, Eris seemed to get the idea as she followed me obediently, though she did shake off my hold.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking behind me, I saw that the four were still following us, and in fact, had increased their pace to keep up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“In here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suddenly turned into an alley, pulling Eris along with me in the hope of losing the pursuers in the city sprawl, or at least making them lose interest in whatever they were following us for.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But to my displeasure, all I heard was the sound of thumping footsteps, as the pursuers in question were now running our way.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… this wasn’t great.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had spotted a sword at the hip of each of those guys, so thinking that they were some insistent peddlers was… probably wishful thinking.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hoping that my sporadic running would lead us to the manor, or at least get rid of the people chasing after us, I soon found my hopes dashed as I reached a wall, blocking off our escape.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shit… not good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fucking brats. But at least now we won’t have to worry about any prying eyes.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Turning around, I watched as the four men pulled out their swords.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The man at the front, who I could only assume to be their leader, pointed his sword toward me. “I’ll keep it simple. Hand over the girl, and we’ll let you go. Good?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I can’t do that,” I said, summoning a ball of fire in my hand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eh? Did they hire another guard or something?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. At least not yet,” I said, trying to buy time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Shit. What do I do?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Do I fight?


    <span style="font-weight:400">No.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Not only did I have no experience fighting an actual battle, but it wasn’t only my life on the line.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“‘Not yet’? What do ya mean?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m currently on a probation period,” I answered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“‘Probation’? The hell does that mean? Whatever. If you don’t have a reason to be here, then leave,” he said, jerking his head to the side. “Just hand over the little Missy over there, and all will be good.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">That seems to break the state of calm that Eris had been in.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“N-No! Ghiine! Leon! Help-Mmff!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I quickly covered her mouth as the leader’s face turned irritated.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fuck… the beast bitch probably heard that,” he mumbled. “You should’ve listened to me, stupid brat.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The leader then set himself in a crouch with his sword held to the side.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Okay… let’s hope this works.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hold onto me, Eris!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Letting go of Eris’ mouth and wrapping it around her waist, I then brought my other hand to the ground, preparing to make a pir of earth to shoot us over the wall.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh no you don’t!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hearing a yell, I looked up just in time to see a sword twirling through the air, right toward my face.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Right… mercenaries, thugs, and people like this usually used the North God style, and in that style, there is a whole branch of techniques about sword throwing.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Time slowed to a crawl as I felt the somewhat familiar cold embrace of death wash over me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Familiar because of how my father decided to send me off, but unlike then… this was real.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was I really about to die a second time?


    <span style="font-weight:400">I doubt I’d get so lucky as to reincarnate again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was this… the end?


    <span style="font-weight:400">But… I hadn’t even done anything-!


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">ng!</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">The sword shattered into a cloud of metal shards as someonended in front of us in a crouch, with golden hair that reached their shoulder while the back was tied into a messy ponytail, much like Paul''s, and a red scarf tied around their neck with the ends drifting in the air.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing that familiar figure, I felt an immediate wave of relief wash over me as I recognized who exactly it was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Thank god~


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t want to die a virgin again~


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Rudy,” he said. “Which one’s the leader?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Swallowing down my freight, I quickly answered, “T-The one in the back. I think.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Okay,” he nodded.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Leon then held his sword to the side, and I felt an indescribable pressure descend on the alleyway as blue mes began to coat his de.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“The fuck!? Who the hell are you-?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The world was then enveloped in a bright sh as a sonic boom echoed across the walls.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My ears ringing, I looked up to see the heads of three pursuers rolling to a stop as their bodies slowly crumpled to the ground meters away from where I was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for the leader that I pointed out, while he wasn’t decapitated like his friends, his arms were cut off from the shoulder, leaving no chance of resisting.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But despite the carnage, no blood was spilled, as the mes dancing across Leon’s de seemed to have instantly cauterized the cuts as they were made.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My brother, who was now standing at the end of the alley, sheathed his sword before slowly walking over to the shocked leader and punching him in the head, instantly knocking him out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And with that, the confrontation came to an abrupt end.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon!” Eris said, getting up and rushing over to my brother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I, on the other hand, could only sit there in dumbfounded shock as my brain slowly caught up to the world around me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It didn’t seem real.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The thugs… they were dead, their twitching bodies and the smell of their voiding bowels a testament to this fact.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were dead, but… it could have easily been me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If my brother had arrived a momentter… I would be the corpse lying on the ground right now.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This world was not as kind as my old one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Here, death was amon urrence, something part of everyday life.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was only because I had been shielded in the safety of Buena Vige that I did not already understand thispletely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">If I had made one single mistake… I would have died.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At this thought, a chill of indescribable fear ran up my spine.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">“L-Leon!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Quickly wrapping my arms around the approaching Eris, I soothingly ran my hand through her hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Shh. It’s okay. You’re safe now,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Not that, you idiot!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She then kicked my shin.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ouch.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I just saved you, you know?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-Why are you leaving me? D-Do you… hate me? Are you… tired of me?” she asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking down, I saw that her face was mixed with a myriad of emotions.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anger, annoyance, sadness, fear, worry… it seemed our little trap had hurt her more than I thought.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I shook my head. “No. I don’t hate you at all.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Then why are you leaving me!?” she said with tears in her eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not! That was just… a little ploy, to draw these guys out,” I said, kicking the unconscious leader beside me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that, Eris’ eyes seemed to brighten a bit.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not all a lie, though. Rudy will be taking over as your tutor.” She punched me in the chest.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ow.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But I’m notpletely cutting ties with you. I’ll still be around most of the time to teach and spend time with you,” I said softly. “I still have lots to learn in regard to swordsmanship, after all.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“So then… why aren’t you staying all the time? Like before?” she asked with a pout.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I wanted to visit home some more, especially since my sisters are getting older. And I don’t want Sylphy to be alone with Rudy staying here,” I exined.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She red at me. “Idiot.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry,” I said in response.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At that moment, Ghiinended in front of us, casting a quick nce at the surrounding signs of battle before nodding to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It seems everything is cleared up here,” she said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah. How’d you know?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I heard Miss Eris’ shout. I was previously told by the head butler to attend to Master Sauros, but once I arrived, he said he never asked for such a thing, so I knew something was wrong,” she said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I see. So it was Thomas then… did you catch him?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She nodded. “I found him trying to escape through the back entrance. Considering you were tailing these two, I decided to capture him before making my way over.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good job. Hopefully with him and this guy,” I once again kicked the unarmed kidnapper, “we’ll get a better understanding of the situation.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mmm.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">As Ghiine went to pick up the unconscious leader, I let Eris go before heading over to my brother, who was looking at his hands in fear.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Are you alright?” I asked gently as I crouched down in front of him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Huh?” he flinched before staring up at me. “Y-Yeah. It was just a little scary… is all.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Hmm… he didn’t seem that traumatized at least, so that was good.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Just a little shaken.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, right. This was his first brush with death, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Sorry for noting sooner. I wanted to see if they would slip up and reveal who hired them in their arrogance,” I said, patting his head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, it’s fine. It’s just… did you really have to wait that long?” he asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“No. But I thought it would be a good opportunity to learn about the world. Do you feel enlightened?” I asked teasingly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah… very.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">And with that, the day came to a long and tedious end.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Although, considering we would need to get the information out of the two criminals, I might be called down to help out in the dungeon.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I’vee to learn during my time helping Philip, the scariest type of magic wasn’t a school of elementary magic or anything, but rather… it was healing magic.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sometimes it was better to sumb to your injuries, after all.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">A few months had passed since Rudy became Eris’ official tutor, and with me splitting my time up in Roa and at home, I had been given a horse of my own from Philip, so I used that as my mode of transportation rather than being reliant on the peddler, allowing me to finally put my horse riding lessons to good use.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Philip had hired a new head butler, as after the whole Eris kidnapping debacle, Thomas, the previous one, had been promptly tortured and executed, but not before we found out who was behind him.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Darius Silva Ganius was the bastard, a perverted noble who had set his sights on Eris after catching a glimpse of her during a visit to Roa.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The good news was that we were now certain there were no traitors among the current employees, and now, we could be mindful of the movements of this vile man in the future.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The bad news, however, was that Darius was the Prime Minister of the Asura Kingdom, and thus, was way too powerful to get punishment with the evidence we had.


    <span style="font-weight:400">In fact, even if we had a written document of his involvement, he could probably pressure the King to give him leniency, that was just how much influence he had.


    <span style="font-weight:400">However, if I ever saw the man in person, I promised myself that he would soon find himself in the afterlife.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A person like that in power was something I did not want for my cute sisters as they grew older, and it would also clear out any problems Eris might have with him in the future as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Eris, while she still didn’t like Rudy and often didn’t listen to his lessons, had warmed up a bit to my brother, and she was especially d to have him around for sword training.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It made sense.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After all, the two were close in ability, so their spars were somewhat equal, unlike whenever Eris tried sparring with Ghiine and me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Currently, Eris has the upper hand in both strength and natural abilities, with Rudy having the edge in pure technique, but soon enough, Rudy’s edge would be overthrown as Eris got more practice in, and then the girl would be the undisputed strongest of the two.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While she had hidden it well, she certainly didn’t like training with me, as while she was just in the early stages of the Intermediate rank, I was a Sword Saint.


    <span style="font-weight:400">We were simply on a different level, and Eris did not like to lose.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But now that she had someone to lord her strength over, the tension in our spars had disappeared, instead transforming into a fun exchange of strikes rather than the desperate fight it was before.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But that also meant that she went extra hard on Rudy as a way to vent herpetitiveness.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sorry, little brother.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As for home, things had been going well, with my sisters now being one year old and slowly starting to show their personality traits.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Aisha, while not as much as Rudy and I, seemed to be a gifted kid, and was growing at a faster rate than her sister.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She could now walk, and was quite a very curious child, as she loved seeing new applications of my magic, not for their pretty effects like Norn, but rather for the sake of seeing new things.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She had also recently begun saying short sentences and was already potty-trained.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Norn, on the other hand, was… how to say, a normal kid.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And she was utterly adorable, especially with how she always carried my gifted stuffy with her whenever she could.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ah, and she was also very shy, though she opened up around Lilia, Mama, and me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They had also both already said their first words, which were some form of ‘Mama’, but to my utter glee, their second words were both ‘Leon’.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Suck on that, Paul.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, slowly, I had transformed from ‘Leon’ into ‘Brother’ in their minds, and even though Mama and Lilia always talked about their other brother, Rudy, since they hadn’t seen him in a long while, they were only confused about this mysterious figure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But that would hopefully change once they grew up a bit and Rudy visited home more.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And then… Sylphy.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had kept up with her teaching, but after a while, it had transformed into simple ytime.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Seeing as she was a kid who could already silently cast Intermediate magic, I don’t think this was anything bad.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I also realized something during this time.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She… liked me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She liked me in the same way I liked Roxy, though still a bit more childish.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I figured this out before Paul gave me ‘the talk’ about girls, sex, pregnancy, and all that stuff I already knew, and… I didn’t n on answering her feelings.


    <span style="font-weight:400">At least not yet.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I felt that shifting my view of her as a sister into something more of a friend was the extent of what I could do at the moment, and when we got older and more sure of ourselves and our feelings… then, I would decide what to do.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Feelings were… difficult.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And unlike with magic and arithmetic, my enhanced knowledge didn’t really help with them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Anyway, despite that, things were going well, and while I didn’t have anything in my future nned to save for marrying Roxy and growing my fighting strength, I was content with my current lifestyle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With thendscape coated in snow, and the nobles returning from reporting the year’s harvest to the capital, it meant that today was a special day.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was the start of a new year, which meant that…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Happy birthday, Leon!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was, as they said, my birthday.


    <span style="font-weight:400">More specifically, my tenth birthday.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Usually, this day would be followed by an apprenticeship for a trade, or starting small jobs on a farm, but since I was already employed with quite a good sry, I didn’t have to go through all that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks, everyone. It looks fantastic.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Beaming at the feastid out before me, I felt my sides get pressed by two bodies as Lilia and Mama both gave me a hug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Well, it’s your special day, sweetie. So dig in!” Mama said. “Ah, wait! Presents first!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rudy and I hade back home for my birthday, much to Eris’ annoyance, but at least the girl was quick to understand that my family would want to see me on such a big day.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Unfortunately, she couldn’te with us, but oddly enough, she didn’t seem to mind this fact.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Instead, she actually insisted on staying at the manor.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Weird.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Mama then came back from her room, holding a very exquisite-looking book.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Since you could get any little things on your own, we decided to purchase one big thing as a family. So here you go, Leon!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking the book, I let my hands glide over the leather-bound spine as well as the metaltch that kept it closed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">…It was very high quality, and if the outside was this amazing, the inside was bound to be even more so.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Slowly opening the book, I felt my jaw drop instantly at the title.


    <em><span style="font-weight:400">Advanced Healing Magic: A Textbook for Prestigious Healers</em>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“T-This-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“-Is something you deserve, Leon,” Lilia cut me off. “Do not worry. With your constant support, your sisters already have more than enough money for their futures. You should have nice things too, Leon.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Looking down at the book, I traced my fingers gently across the pages before closing it and hugging both mothers.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course,” Mama said, returning my hug. “Maybe once you learn it, you can teach your old Mama here.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You’re not old, Mama,” I said back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Fufu, such a charmer, my little Leon is… Don’t say that stuff too often, understood?” her hand that was caressing my hair increased in strength.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“G-Got it!” I hastily replied.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Letting go of her, I then looked down at my two sisters, who were standing next to my seat.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Oh? Did you two get me something too?” I asked teasingly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Norn’s eyes widened in worry as Aisha found herself in a simr state of distress.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m just joking. The only present I need from you two is hugs, so? Are you gonna give me a present?” I said, opening my arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They both showed smiles of relief before simultaneously jumping into my arms.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Of course, Big Brother!” Aisha cheered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“B-Brother…” Norn added.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Ahh~ Pure bliss~


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was always in a constant state of debate with myself, wondering if I would rather them stay this small and cute forever, or watch them grow up into the beautiful women I was sure they would be.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was a question I had yet to find the answer to.


    <span style="font-weight:400">For now, though, I decided to simply enjoy the moment.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon?” Sylphy said. “C-Can hold out your arm, please?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Complying with her request, I adjusted Aisha so she rested against my chest while holding out my left arm.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I got you this…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy then wraps a small bracelet around my wrist, the cord made of braided twine with a small green gem in the centre.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Aww!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Zenny, please. You’ll embarrass the girl,” Lilia said, shushing Mama’s antics.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“But it’s so cute!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Sylphy, with her cheeks burning bright red, finished tying off the ends. “T-There! I-It’s not muchpared to a book, but-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s wonderful, Sylphy,” I said, interrupting her rambling.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t know what the future held for us, but I knew that I appreciated her gift deeply, and I also knew that I wanted her to know that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’ll make sure to cherish it.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Examining the bracelet, I couldn’t help but notice how the green gemstone sparkled under the candlelight.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“How did you get this, though?” I asked, gesturing to the gem.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I, uhh… did some chores around the vige, just like Miss Roxy, and then a merchant showed me that after seeing my ne, so…”


    <span style="font-weight:400">I see. She really put a lot of work into this.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I love it. Thank you,” I said, pulling her into a hug.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Y-You’re wee!” she squealed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Lilia then leaned down and kissed my forehead.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lilia?” I said, confused.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Although I do not know what results my personal gift will bear, I apologize that it will take a while to see whates of it,” she said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do you mean?” I asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She shook her head. “It’s a secret. But I will tell you a hint: it has to do with my father.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Huh? Her father?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Umm okay? Thanks?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She simply smiled in response.


    <span style="font-weight:400">How odd.


    <span style="font-weight:400">— Leon Greyrat —


    <span style="font-weight:400">The next day, upon my horse ride back to Roa with Rudy, I was weed with arge feast, one fit for a noble party, but without the guests, much to my pleasure.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Throughout my time as a guard and healer, which had increased with Rudy formally taking over Eris’ education, I had met many nobles and their associates.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Suffice it to say, I didn’t like them very much.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It made me have a new appreciation for how carefree and enjoyable the nobles I had met so far were.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I guess that this must have been why Eris was so eager about getting me out of the manor… how nice of her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Leon!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">The booming voice of Sauros echoed through the hall as I found myself hoisted upon therge man’s shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let this celebration be thanks for your constant good work! Enjoy it to your heart’s content!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Lord Sauros,” I said politely.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Good man!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">With him cing me back down and patting my head, the party then began in earnest, although, it was more appropriate to simply call it a dinner.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I was making my way through some duck, Eris’ mother, Hilda, came up to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Over the few years I had been at the manor, she seemed to have warmed up to me, if only slightly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was probably due to me somewhat repairing her rtionship with her daughter, as well as all the time we spent reading together in the library.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Happy birthday, Leon,” she said, hugging me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">As I was now ten, I had grown tall enough that my face reached Mama’s shoulder rather than her breast when we hugged, but due to Hilda’s… assets, I was once again reminded of the feeling of suffocation.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was really d Paul never met Hilda in person.


    <span style="font-weight:400">He would definitely do something stupid if he did.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Miss Hilda,” I said happily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Just call me Hilda, dear. Anyway, I am not the one presenting your gift. Eris?” she said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Turning my head, I noticed Eris standing tall, her feet spread wide apart as her hands were held behind her back.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I suppose she was hiding this ‘gift’, huh?


    <span style="font-weight:400">“You look nice with your hair like that, Eris,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was true.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She usually had her hair down and loose, but for today, she had decided to pin it up in a bun with locks resting on either shoulder, much like how Mama did her hair.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was very pretty.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-Is that so? Thanks, I guess,” she said, averting her eyes.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eris?” Hilda then said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Ah! Right!” Eris turned back to me. “A-Ahem! T-This! I got this for you! Take it graciously!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">She seemed to have somewhat reverted to her old way of speaking, but with her cheeks flushed red, and her chest puffed out with pride, I could only find it extremely adorable.


    <span style="font-weight:400">She then took out the gift from behind her back, revealing a sheathed sword, which she then passed to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Taking it into my hands, I gripped the handle, instantly noticing howfortable it felt as I looked at the ornate design of the guard that had arge red gem in the centre.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Standing up, I slowly unsheathed it to reveal a sleek, straight, double-edged de, and taking a light swing, I instantly felt the perfect bnce of the sword.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Well… almost perfect bnce.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It was still a bit too big for me, but considering how I was still going to continue growing, that was more of a good thing than a bad one.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But, while I did notice the bnce and general quality of the sword, I also felt something else.


    <span style="font-weight:400">My mana… it felt freer to use, especially around the sword, much like a wand.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Whoa…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Eris, this… this is amazing,” I said, my lips widening into a smile.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I-Is that so? Good then! Few craftsmen could make a spellsword, after all!” she said pridefully.


    <span style="font-weight:400">A spellsword… it was more of a gimmick than a practical weapon, as few people would learn both the sword and magic, and if they did, they would not use it interchangeably in battle.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But I wasn’t exactly normal.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But to get something like this made… and with such quality…


    <span style="font-weight:400">I had noticed Eris hadn’t been spending much of her money, but thinking that she was saving for something to give to me…


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you,” I said.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“H-Hmph! It’s only nat-”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Her words are caught in her throat as I sheathed my new sword before wrapping my arms around her in a swift movement.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Was it ill-mannered for me to do this to a nobledy?


    <span style="font-weight:400">Probably.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But it was my birthday, so I didn’t really care.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thank you, Eris. I promise to use it well in protecting you,” I whispered.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“W-Who said I needed protecting!?” she shouted angrily.


    <span style="font-weight:400">But even though she seemed peeved, she still wrapped her arms around me in kind, cing her chin on my shoulder.


    <span style="font-weight:400">And that was how I celebrated my tenth birthday.
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