“Let this body be called the Great Baron!!!”
Only then did the family, who had been stunned, cheer.
“Wow! Dad, you’re amazing!”
“Hey, Baron, you’re a criminal?!”
“Ugh. You haven’t met the conditions of a lord yet!”
“Kali, aren’t I still a noble?”
“Hahahahahaha!!!”
And so... the great Baron Belzer was born.
One day in March, when all the snow had melted.
'Is it okay for things to work out this well?'
Ryan was granted a title. Now, the Belzer family, though of low rank, was a noble family and could maintain a certain number of private soldiers.
Ryan is gradually becoming the god of death, and Revan is steadily inventing new weapons to replace the power of those with superpowers.
Kali and the Cerberus mercenaries will now be raising our private army...
Just being quietly by my side was enough for Merchen to do his job. In fact, before I met him, I'd even considered summoning Ratan and making him do something nice, but I've since changed my mind.
I'm not the fourth, Gabriel...
Because you can't say to someone who's become your family, "Would you like to periodically harm yourself so that we can use monsters to keep the world peaceful?"
'And Alex...'
I was delighted to see the mail that Jean delivered this morning.
'Haha, you'll like it, right?'
[Imperial Academy Admission Application]
My darling should be allowed to do whatever he wants. He won't be wielding a sword like before he returned, and he won't be forced to grow taller and bulkier just to be sent to battle.
He can grow up to be a smart, pretty boy who studies as much as he wants among the well-behaved noble kids, meets a good woman, gets married, has children, and lives happily ever after.
“Sister, I’m okay. Don’t cry. I'm not going to die anyway.”
"Ha..."
A voice that suddenly comes to mind. Alex, before my regression, was definitely my trauma.
I can't forget the sight of him smiling weakly and saying he would go out, carrying a 'sword' that he wouldn't even be able to swing properly anyway.
I probably won't forget it until I die.
There was also considerable disgust towards me, who had become 'numb' to Alex's death.
So, when I talk to Ryan about everything openly, there's only one thing.
Only Alex's secret was kept silent.
It doesn't matter if Ryan never finds out; it's not going to affect our plans, and it would be a problem if he did find out.
'I'm not going to let anyone think of Alex as someone who 'gets it'.'
Yeah, that's why...
I loved Alex and felt sorry for him, but I secretly had this horrible thought, 'No matter what I do, he won't die, so it'll be okay.'
Anyone who learns of Alex's powers will inevitably become numb to his death. If someone absolutely must die, everyone will try to push Alex back.
'That's absolutely not possible.'
Even after coming back to life, the pain of death that Alex feels is vivid.
So, Alex's secret must be kept by me forever.
At that time...
“How about killing it?”
“Wow, yes! Hehe, thank you!”
I could hear Ryan and Alex's voices playing warmly in the thawed front yard.
I was sitting at my desk, and I smiled and walked out the window.
What are you doing playing like that...
“What, what are you doing...”
In an instant, everything before my eyes went blank.
Clang-!
There was chaos in the house.
Alexander Belzer watched the commotion unfold in the middle of the living room, shivering.
"Oh, I'm going crazy! What did I do wrong? What's wrong? Why are you doing this?"
"I told you! I'll let him do whatever he wants! But why are you making him do that? Why!"
Ryan and Vania are fighting.
Shouting at each other.
No one could stop them.
“Young master, please go up.”
“Yes, don’t stay here and come up with me quickly.”
Ralph and Emma tugged at Alex's arm, worried, but Alex shook it off.
“Ugh, I don’t like it... My father and sister are fighting because of me... Where do you want me to go alone...?”
"Young master..."
Yes, the reason the two were fighting was because of Alex.
Why? Why did things turn out like this?
What did I do wrong?
Alex looked back.
A few days ago, Ryan received a title for his merits on the battlefield. It was cool, and he was proud.
A tall, fit, good-looking man who fights well and is good with a sword.
Although he was kicked out of his family because he was incompetent like himself, Ryan lacked nothing.
He has earned a title, earned money, and supported his family through his own efforts.
I should grow up to be cool and prove myself useful, right?
That's what he thought.
“Useless.”
Two months ago, on his birthday, Alex met his 'real' father for the first time, and he spoke coldly.
Alex had some expectations before meeting him.
But since he is his father, wouldn't he pat him on the back and tell him to live well wherever he goes, and tell him that they are breaking up?
Such a stupid expectation...
But his first meeting with his father was nothing but a painful and painful wound.
That's why he was scared.
He's afraid he’ll be abandoned again if he's useless...
I must become a useful person to my new family.
With that in mind, he asked Ryan.
"Father! Can I try using a sword like you? Maybe I have some talent!"
"Oh, boy. How admirable. Yes, that's right. A man should be able to protect himself. Come out and see!"
Alex looked down at the wooden sword he was still holding in his hand.
A wooden sword that Ryan immediately carved out of wood and made for him, saying he would train him.
As they were about to start training in earnest, Vania jumped out in surprise.
She ran out...
“Did I hit him? Did I hit him?!”
“Who said that? Just don’t let him hold that thing in his hand!”
This is the situation now.
"Are you worried the kid might get hurt? It's not dangerous! It's just a carved wooden stick!"
“Then why are you telling me that? It’s not like the kid is going to use a knife!”
It seemed like Vania was angry because he had swung his sword.
Ryan did nothing wrong.
Because it was Alex who asked him to teach him how to use a sword.
“Who, sister...”
"If you're born a man, you should be able to take care of yourself! And if you have talent, you can do physical work! When he grows up, he has to do something!"
"There's an escort! I'll never make him do anything physically demanding! I'd never let him do it, even if he died! Even if he's talented, I won't!"
Alex's voice seemed inaudible.
Ryan and Vania continued to raise their voices, while Alex looked between them with fearful eyes.
"If something absolutely has to be done, Alex will pick up a pen! I'll send him to the academy and have him study!"
"Wow, you're funny? Who are you to decide that kid's life on your own? Are you his mom? No, even a mother shouldn't control her child's life like that!"
Alex bit his lip.
He knew Vania cared for him. He knew she was overprotective.
Alex loved receiving all of his sister's love, but at the same time, he felt a little disappointed.
Although young, he was still a man, taller and bigger than his older sister. If anything happened, he had to be the one to protect Vania.
Like Ryan said, he wants to become strong enough to protect himself...
No, hw just wants to learn how to use his body enough to protect himself and my sister...
"Hey, it's so suspicious how excited you are. You didn't tell me anything!"
“No! I told you everything!”
“Don’t lie!”
“There’s nothing left to say! I’m done!”
Vania, who had been shouting with difficulty, somehow ended up crying.
“Don’t ever teach Alex how to use a sword again. Never again...”
And she looked back.
Alec standing silently...
No, the wooden sword in Alec's hand.
“Sister...?”
Vania's face was pale.
With her eyes fixed on the wooden sword, she turned pale and trembled. A cold sweat immediately formed on her forehead.
“Hey, sister. Are you okay?”
“Why? You said you wanted to study with your friends, Alex...”
“...”
"You, that wooden sword. Did you really want to do it when you picked it up? No. You wanted to be useful, didn't you?"
Alex paused.
"Who pushed you? Who told you to do something? No one said anything like that. So why are you doing that?"
Vania quickly approached and snatched Alex's wooden sword. She opened the front door and threw it away.
And then she came back and said.
“Don’t, please... I beg you...”
Breathing heavily, as if she were about to collapse at any moment, Vania staggered into her room.
Only then did the family, who had been stunned, cheer.
“Wow! Dad, you’re amazing!”
“Hey, Baron, you’re a criminal?!”
“Ugh. You haven’t met the conditions of a lord yet!”
“Kali, aren’t I still a noble?”
“Hahahahahaha!!!”
And so... the great Baron Belzer was born.
***
One day in March, when all the snow had melted.
'Is it okay for things to work out this well?'
Ryan was granted a title. Now, the Belzer family, though of low rank, was a noble family and could maintain a certain number of private soldiers.
Ryan is gradually becoming the god of death, and Revan is steadily inventing new weapons to replace the power of those with superpowers.
Kali and the Cerberus mercenaries will now be raising our private army...
Just being quietly by my side was enough for Merchen to do his job. In fact, before I met him, I'd even considered summoning Ratan and making him do something nice, but I've since changed my mind.
I'm not the fourth, Gabriel...
Because you can't say to someone who's become your family, "Would you like to periodically harm yourself so that we can use monsters to keep the world peaceful?"
'And Alex...'
I was delighted to see the mail that Jean delivered this morning.
'Haha, you'll like it, right?'
[Imperial Academy Admission Application]
My darling should be allowed to do whatever he wants. He won't be wielding a sword like before he returned, and he won't be forced to grow taller and bulkier just to be sent to battle.
He can grow up to be a smart, pretty boy who studies as much as he wants among the well-behaved noble kids, meets a good woman, gets married, has children, and lives happily ever after.
“Sister, I’m okay. Don’t cry. I'm not going to die anyway.”
"Ha..."
A voice that suddenly comes to mind. Alex, before my regression, was definitely my trauma.
I can't forget the sight of him smiling weakly and saying he would go out, carrying a 'sword' that he wouldn't even be able to swing properly anyway.
I probably won't forget it until I die.
There was also considerable disgust towards me, who had become 'numb' to Alex's death.
So, when I talk to Ryan about everything openly, there's only one thing.
Only Alex's secret was kept silent.
It doesn't matter if Ryan never finds out; it's not going to affect our plans, and it would be a problem if he did find out.
'I'm not going to let anyone think of Alex as someone who 'gets it'.'
Yeah, that's why...
I loved Alex and felt sorry for him, but I secretly had this horrible thought, 'No matter what I do, he won't die, so it'll be okay.'
Anyone who learns of Alex's powers will inevitably become numb to his death. If someone absolutely must die, everyone will try to push Alex back.
'That's absolutely not possible.'
Even after coming back to life, the pain of death that Alex feels is vivid.
So, Alex's secret must be kept by me forever.
At that time...
“How about killing it?”
“Wow, yes! Hehe, thank you!”
I could hear Ryan and Alex's voices playing warmly in the thawed front yard.
I was sitting at my desk, and I smiled and walked out the window.
What are you doing playing like that...
“What, what are you doing...”
In an instant, everything before my eyes went blank.
***
Clang-!
There was chaos in the house.
Alexander Belzer watched the commotion unfold in the middle of the living room, shivering.
"Oh, I'm going crazy! What did I do wrong? What's wrong? Why are you doing this?"
"I told you! I'll let him do whatever he wants! But why are you making him do that? Why!"
Ryan and Vania are fighting.
Shouting at each other.
No one could stop them.
“Young master, please go up.”
“Yes, don’t stay here and come up with me quickly.”
Ralph and Emma tugged at Alex's arm, worried, but Alex shook it off.
“Ugh, I don’t like it... My father and sister are fighting because of me... Where do you want me to go alone...?”
"Young master..."
Yes, the reason the two were fighting was because of Alex.
Why? Why did things turn out like this?
What did I do wrong?
Alex looked back.
A few days ago, Ryan received a title for his merits on the battlefield. It was cool, and he was proud.
A tall, fit, good-looking man who fights well and is good with a sword.
Although he was kicked out of his family because he was incompetent like himself, Ryan lacked nothing.
He has earned a title, earned money, and supported his family through his own efforts.
I should grow up to be cool and prove myself useful, right?
That's what he thought.
“Useless.”
Two months ago, on his birthday, Alex met his 'real' father for the first time, and he spoke coldly.
Alex had some expectations before meeting him.
But since he is his father, wouldn't he pat him on the back and tell him to live well wherever he goes, and tell him that they are breaking up?
Such a stupid expectation...
But his first meeting with his father was nothing but a painful and painful wound.
That's why he was scared.
He's afraid he’ll be abandoned again if he's useless...
I must become a useful person to my new family.
With that in mind, he asked Ryan.
"Father! Can I try using a sword like you? Maybe I have some talent!"
"Oh, boy. How admirable. Yes, that's right. A man should be able to protect himself. Come out and see!"
Alex looked down at the wooden sword he was still holding in his hand.
A wooden sword that Ryan immediately carved out of wood and made for him, saying he would train him.
As they were about to start training in earnest, Vania jumped out in surprise.
She ran out...
“Did I hit him? Did I hit him?!”
“Who said that? Just don’t let him hold that thing in his hand!”
This is the situation now.
"Are you worried the kid might get hurt? It's not dangerous! It's just a carved wooden stick!"
“Then why are you telling me that? It’s not like the kid is going to use a knife!”
It seemed like Vania was angry because he had swung his sword.
Ryan did nothing wrong.
Because it was Alex who asked him to teach him how to use a sword.
“Who, sister...”
"If you're born a man, you should be able to take care of yourself! And if you have talent, you can do physical work! When he grows up, he has to do something!"
"There's an escort! I'll never make him do anything physically demanding! I'd never let him do it, even if he died! Even if he's talented, I won't!"
Alex's voice seemed inaudible.
Ryan and Vania continued to raise their voices, while Alex looked between them with fearful eyes.
"If something absolutely has to be done, Alex will pick up a pen! I'll send him to the academy and have him study!"
"Wow, you're funny? Who are you to decide that kid's life on your own? Are you his mom? No, even a mother shouldn't control her child's life like that!"
“That's not up to you to decide! But I'll never let him pick up a knife! Not even if dirt gets in my eyes!”
He knew Vania cared for him. He knew she was overprotective.
Alex loved receiving all of his sister's love, but at the same time, he felt a little disappointed.
Although young, he was still a man, taller and bigger than his older sister. If anything happened, he had to be the one to protect Vania.
Like Ryan said, he wants to become strong enough to protect himself...
No, hw just wants to learn how to use his body enough to protect himself and my sister...
"Hey, it's so suspicious how excited you are. You didn't tell me anything!"
“No! I told you everything!”
“Don’t lie!”
“There’s nothing left to say! I’m done!”
Vania, who had been shouting with difficulty, somehow ended up crying.
“Don’t ever teach Alex how to use a sword again. Never again...”
And she looked back.
Alec standing silently...
No, the wooden sword in Alec's hand.
“Sister...?”
Vania's face was pale.
With her eyes fixed on the wooden sword, she turned pale and trembled. A cold sweat immediately formed on her forehead.
“Hey, sister. Are you okay?”
“Why? You said you wanted to study with your friends, Alex...”
“...”
"You, that wooden sword. Did you really want to do it when you picked it up? No. You wanted to be useful, didn't you?"
Alex paused.
"Who pushed you? Who told you to do something? No one said anything like that. So why are you doing that?"
Vania quickly approached and snatched Alex's wooden sword. She opened the front door and threw it away.
And then she came back and said.
“Don’t, please... I beg you...”
Breathing heavily, as if she were about to collapse at any moment, Vania staggered into her room.
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