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Volume 1 Chapter 1 – Runcandel's Superstition

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Waaah, uwaaah.

'Is it normal to hear a baby's cries as you die…?'

Jin thought to himself.

Was he having auditory hallucinations from the blood loss? Or was the neighbor's child crying from the 9-star knights' attack?

If it were the latter, then it was unfortunate. The Akin Kingdom would fall today, so there was no way a newborn could survive the destruction.

'I'd love to save it, but I'm in no condition to help others. My body was cut in half. I hope I'll be reborn in a blissful world instead of a miserable one.'

Waaaaaaah!

The wail was getting louder and louder. It wouldn't surprise him if the baby died of asphyxiation from crying at the top of its lungs.

'What a pathetic death. I couldn't even save a baby in front of me.'

His vision was filled with darkness.

There was no sign of the baby stopping. As he endured the shame and listened helplessly, Jin wondered why he wasn't dead yet.

Not only had he received countless fatal wounds, his body had been sliced in two at the waist. There was no way he could've survived for another 10 seconds. Nonetheless, the wailing never stopped…

'Wait, the sound is coming from my body!'

He couldn't understand what was happening.

Jin was the one letting out those cries.

Today was September 9th, 1780.

The youngest son of the clan of swordmasters, Jin Runcandel, was born.

***

100 days have passed since his rebirth.

Jin could now skillfully crawl around, and he had no choice but to accept the truth unfolding before him.

He had been reborn after his death. There was no other explanation. And there was no way he could explain it to others, as he could barely form any words.

'And even if I tell people after I become 5 years old, no one would believe that I have 28 years' worth of memories in my head.'

They would just dismiss it as a child's joke or delusion.

If he were to mention the detailed history or secrets of the family, then some people could potentially believe him. However, the chances of him being treated as a cursed child were extremely high.

Therefore, Jin was once again destined to live as the youngest son of the dreadful Runcandel Clan.

The youngest child of the Runcandel Clan!

It was an incredible privilege.

Most people living in the world would consider being born as the Runcandels' youngest an extraordinary blessing.

However, Jin was at a loss.

'I would've preferred being reborn in an ordinary family.'

In that scenario, it wouldn't have taken him 100 days to accept the truth about his situation.

He was reborn in the same family, as the same child, on the same day as his past life. In other words, he was most likely gifted with the same talents as his previous life.

Swordsmanship and magic.

However, the Runcandels hated magic. The Zipfel Clan, the clan of magicians, was the Runcandel's greatest enemy.

'The youngest child of the Runcandel again. I wonder if the curse that Solderet dispelled is still on me. How should I run away from this family and learn magic this time?'

There was no way he could learn magic without leaving the Runcandel House.

If the curse that Solderet had dispelled was affecting him again, then he wouldn't be able to learn swordsmanship either.

As he pondered deeply, Jin's eyes slowly began to shut.

His body couldn't obey his mind and resist its natural needs. And so, he fell into a deep sleep.

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1 year has passed since his rebirth.

Time was trickling slowly, one day at a time.

Jin was sick of coming up with plans for the future now. His body could never resist the temptation of a snooze, and he was bored to death of living as an inarticulate baby.

'I want to grow up faster! This is so frustrating! I can't do anything as I am right now!'

All he could do was drink milk from a bottle and fall asleep when the time came. And whenever he relieved himself in his diapers, Gilly, his nanny, would come replace them. It was an extremely shameful experience for Jin, who had the mind of an adult man.

That was all his daily schedule had entailed during the entire year.

Step, step.

A certain woman entered Jin's room. She was the mistress of the house, Rosa Runcandel.

She had ebony hair and a sharp gaze decorating her straight, pointy nose. Despite her alluring charm, she appeared quite shrewd and overpowering, which earned her the nickname 'Black Panther' from others.

"Are the preparations over, Gilly?"

"Of course, ma'am. Today's the day the young master 'selects', so I've paid special attention to everything."

"Good. Then let's go immediately."

Jin realized that today was his birthday from their conversation.

The children of the Runcandel family go through a certain ritual called 'Selection' on their first birthday.

It was a ritual where the adults laid around dozens of items on the floor, and made the baby crawl towards one of them and grab the item.

There was a superstition that when the child 'selected' an item, the item would be a representation of the child's future and destiny. Strangely enough, the Runcandels were obsessed with this superstition.

Rosa picked up Jin and moved to the castle's central hall.

At the hall's center stood a man, arms crossed.

He was Jin's father, the strongest knight of the present era, Cyron Runcandel.

'Father.'

It was Jin's first time seeing his father after his rebirth. Having reached the demigod realm, Cyron was very rarely present at the castle.

He was always away fighting wars or training in some remote location.

'And my siblings…'

His 12 siblings were also present.

While they had treated Jin like a weakling and a useless insect in his past life, they hadn't committed such acts as of yet. They were all waiting for Jin with wide smiles on their faces.

As he remembered the suffering he had gone through because of them, his chest began to feel stuffy.

"Rosa, put Jin down."

His mother followed his father's instructions. As his limbs reached the cold marble floor, a slight shiver shook his body.

Two meters away from him lay the items for the Selection ritual.

He could see a book, two coins, a single grain of rice, along with over twenty different types of swords impaling the hall floor.

Jin just had to choose one item among all these.

'This is crazy. I couldn't remember the ritual from my past life because I was too young back then, but now that I see it in person, it's insane. Do they actually plan on making a baby crawl through countless swords and grab one by the blade?'

In his past life, Jin had selected a sword. Since the book, coins and grain of rice were hidden amongst the countless swords, it was no surprise that all the Runcandel children had selected the weapons.

"Now, choose one of them, son."

The members of the Runcandel family watched Jin crawl with great anticipation.

They were all curious to see which sword the youngest child would select. Whether it would be twinswords, a greatsword, a longsword, or a completely different one.

As the tense gazes focused on Jin, he began to crawl towards the sword he had selected previously.

The people around the world probably had no idea that the renowned Runcandels made their children go through such a ridiculous ritual every time.

Ugh.

Jin was frustrated that he couldn't advance faster. Crawling was taking so long and so much energy.

'The sword I subconsciously chose in the past was quite an inconvenience, but this time, I'll intentionally select that same sword.'

Badump. Badump.

He could feel his tiny heart beating with power.

The weapons were planted in a circle. The item Jin wanted was in the middle.

As he rolled and crawled around, Jin passed by the sword closest to him. The eyes of all the observers in the hall went wide.

Even if the child were from the renowned clan of swordmasters, babies would almost always select the item closest to them.

However, Jin was zigzagging through the forest of swords, and the others couldn't help but gulp with each of his movements.

They were all thinking the same thing.

'Could he be… going for that sword?'

Jin continued swerving through the blades as the eyebrows on Cyron and Rosa's frozen faces began twitching in response to each sword he grazed.

"Gah gah!"

Jin had finally selected his sword. Blood began dripping down the fingers touching the blade.

Everyone's gazes slowly moved from the baby towards the sword in question, and the siblings' jaws instantly dropped.

They all believed that Jin had coincidentally selected that sword, but the truth couldn't be more different. He had crawled like a madman to reach this specific weapon. He ended up depleting all his energy, as controlling a 1-year-old's body wasn't simple, even with the mind of an adult.

'Crawling all the way here intentionally was so exhausting, so how on earth did I accidentally select this sword in my previous life…?'

His hand was touching Barisada.

It was the sword's name, and was the clan's emblem.

For many generations, this sword could only be wielded by the Runcandel patriarchs. To be more specific, the patriarchs that had been recognized and acknowledged by all the members of the Runcandel Clan.

The number of times Barisada had been 'selected' during the ritual in Runcandel history could be counted on one hand.

And every single child that had selected Barisada grew up to become the patriarch of the Runcandel House. Every single child except for Jin Runcandel from his first life.

"Jin chose the Founder's sword."

Cyron spoke in a solemn tone.

A few people were cheering in joy, and a few others were trying their best to hide their displeasure.

This was what the Runcandel superstition was about.

"The ritual is over. And bring Jin to the Storm Castle."

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6 years have passed since the day Jin selected Barisada.

He no longer had to experience the shame of having his nanny replace his diapers, but it was still difficult for him to imitate the attitude of a child.

'I want to escape from this Storm Castle already.'

The Storm Castle.

A castle detached from the Runcandel Clan's main castle. Every Runcandel child cannot take a single footstep outside the Storm Castle until they turn ten, to protect them from assassination attempts.

'What kind of madman would try to assassinate the Runcandel children? Even their worst enemies, the Zipfels, wouldn't dare to.'

In actuality, there was a certain case around 200 years ago when someone had attempted it.

The Kungen Clan, another clan of swordmasters, had attacked the Runcandels, and 9 young children of the Runcandel Clan ended up getting killed.

However, the very next day the entire Kungen Clan was annihilated, including every family member and the extended families of the servants, and disappeared into the annals of history.

Ever since then, it had been a tradition and rule within the Runcandel household to have every child remain within the Storm Castle after their 'Selection' rituals until they became 10 years of age.

'I'm so bored.'

The atmosphere in the Storm Castle was indeed worthy of its name.

It was located at the peak of Mt. Murakan, which was presumed to be the tallest mountain in the world. As its name suggested, a tempest was surrounding the castle at all times, during all four seasons. The rain, gales, and lightning constantly affected the mountaintop.

'This place isn't suitable for a child's emotional growth. No wonder my brothers ended up becoming so violent and brutal… It's because of this goddamn place.'

There were only two other Runcandel children residing in the castle with Jin. His 10 other siblings had all exceeded the age of ten.

Jin and his two brothers, the 5 elite knights protecting them, their nannies, and the 10-ish servants were the only people occupying the Storm Castle.

"Jin!"

As soon as he heard the voice calling him, Jin's frustration and irritation increased exponentially.

The boy calling for him with that annoying voice was Daytona Runcandel. He was older than Jin by two years.

"Why are you alone without your incredible Barisada? Did you lose it? Kuhaha."

And the other brother who was mocking him was Haytona Runcandel. As their names implied, the two were identical twins.

The Tona twins of the Runcandel Clan.

During his first life, everyone who had dealt with these twins unanimously agreed on one statement.

That they were the Devil's Spawn.

'These annoying brats.'

Jin turned around to face them.

He had not a single good memory about the Tona twins.

They had bullied him from an early age solely for selecting Barisada during his ritual.

And one would be severely mistaken to underestimate the 9-year-old brats and their harassments.

The first thing these brothers did when they left the Storm Castle at the age of 10 in his previous life was to assassinate someone. That was how messed up they were by nature.

As Jin didn't react to their mockery, the Tona twins continued to harass him.

Gilly, Jin's nanny, had temporarily left the Storm Castle today. The twins had been eagerly waiting for this day to come, and had no intention to let Jin spend the day in peace.

"Oi, we're talking to you. Where is Barisada?"

The Tona twins had begun to torment him one year ago in this life.

It had started off as some light harassment that Gilly wouldn't notice. Some examples were locking the door when Jin went to the bathroom, or pouring a bunch of salt in his soup.

But afterwards, it began to escalate. They tied a dead bird on the door handle to Jin's room, and secretly released a venomous scorpion from the Storm Castle's garden onto Jin's bed.

Nonetheless, Jin had endured the harassment in silence.

The twins approached their younger brother with large strides.

As he watched them indifferently, a smirk began to form on Jin's face.

"Hm, I'm not sure where I put it. Oh, maybe I stuffed it up your asshole?"

Snap.

The twins froze, and stared back and forth between each other and their youngest brother. That wasn't the reaction they had been expecting from him.

Asshole…

Despite being innate murderers, the Tona twins were still 9-year-old children. It was an aggressive term for the two of them. When they realized the offensive nature of the expression, the Tonas' faces began boiling in rage.

"What did you just… Did you lose your mind, Jin?"

"Wake up already. Your nanny isn't here to protect you today."

"Pffft."

Jin let out a small sneer, and took a step towards his brothers.

The Tona twins weren't the only ones waiting for his nanny's absence. Rather, Jin had been waiting for this day to come far more ardently than them.

He couldn't wait to beat these little demons into submission.

'My past 7-year-old self could never even have thought of standing up against the Tona twins.'

But he was different now.

Even if the two brothers before him were a decade older, Jin was confident he could kill at least one of them.

Not having realized the urgency of their situation, the Tona twins boldly continued glaring at Jin.

"If you beg for forgiveness right now, we'll let you off by just breaking your nose."

"Otherwise, we'll make sure you're in a state far worse than the bird on your door yesterday."

Approximately 5 steps for a 7-year-old. That was the distance between Jin and his brothers in the Storm Castle's hallway.

"Aack!"

Suddenly, Haytona yelped as he crouched on the floor. The startled Daytona looked around to check their surroundings, only to realize that his twin brother's back was being squashed by Jin underfoot.

Jin had instantaneously narrowed the distance between them and had planted his fist in Haytona's stomach.

"Eh?"

Ugh.

Eventually, Daytona took a punch to the jaw and collapsed on the floor. It was their first time being hit in this manner. Moreover, their 7-year-old brother's fist felt like a chunk of ice. Cold and hard.

'Wha-What was that?'

The instant he got hit, Daytona caught sight of a dark aura surrounding Jin's fist.

But he didn't have time to dwell on it. As he began to return to his senses, another punch came flying at him.

Thwack!

"Urgh!"

His painful cry couldn't escape from his mouth, as if his throat were blocked by something. All he could do was rack his brains and figure out where everything had gone wrong as throbbing tears ran down his face.

No one else was in the hallway.

They had chosen this location specifically to harass Jin, but the Tona twins could never have imagined that their decision would come back to bite them.

"About that pitiful bird you two trampled to death, I gave it a proper burial."

Thud, thud, thwack.

Jin continued straddling the two unconscious twins and swung his fists as he spoke in a monotonous voice.

'Am I going too far? They are technically still kids.'

A sudden hesitation came over him, but ended up disappearing as quickly as it had come. The previous versions of the 9-year-old Tona brothers were far worse than the current him. They even made him swallow horse shit.

If Jin were to hold back today, the twins would most likely try to commit similar acts again.

"Phew."

Twitch, twitch!

After a long beating, the bodies of the two unconscious twins began convulsing. Their youngest brother finally stood up and looked down on them indifferently.

"You two better do your best not to catch my attention from now on. As long as you want to live, that is."

"Young master!"

Having sensed the unusual atmosphere in the castle, a knight in charge of their protection came running down the hallway.

He was a top-class guardian knight, and normally wouldn't have been shocked by a fistfight between kids, even if they were from the Runcandel Clan.

However, even he couldn't help but stare in disbelief at Jin who was looking down indifferently towards the unconscious twins lying on the ground.

'The 7-year-old young master pummelled his older brothers?'

He couldn't believe it. Normally, there should've been a large difference in physique between a 7-year-old and a 9-year-old. Moreover, the Tona twins had been learning the Runcandel Martial Arts recently.

On the other hand, Jin had yet to start learning martial arts. In fact, he hadn't begun to learn anything at all. At least, that's what the guardian knight had been told.

"Uuugh."

"Young Master Jin, what just…"

The knight asked him as Daytona let out a barely audible moan.

"They started fighting each other out of nowhere."

"Excuse me?"

"They fought each other."

The knight realized immediately that Jin was lying, but he couldn't pursue the matter anymore. He could see Jin smirking, as if everything had gone according to his plan.

While the guardian knight's duty was to protect the children, he was still an outsider to this family. He was not in a position where he could argue with the young masters of the Storm Castle.

'I already knew that the children of the Runcandel Clan were violent and brutal, but this just confirms my beliefs… I should just report to the patriarch and stay out of this.'

The knight courteously bowed to Jin. He may be a 7-year-old, but he was still a bona fide Runcandel by blood.

"I understand. Then I shall take the Tona young masters to the doctor."

"No need. There's somewhere else my brothers need to go."

"Somewhere else? Where is that?"

"The grave."

"The… grave?"

"Carry them for me."

As the light in Jin's eyes changed, the knight had no choice but to pick up the unconscious boys on his shoulders.

"Let's go."

He awkwardly followed the young boy before him. Jin was headed towards the small mound in the Storm Castle's backyard, where a heavy rainstorm was crashing down.

It was the bird's grave. The bird the Tona twins had killed.

The small mound hadn't been destroyed by the downpour yet.

"Put them down."

"But Young Master, the storm…"

The fierce rainstorm was about to swallow up the knight and Jin, not to mention the two unconscious boys.

Jin didn't reply and merely stared at him dead in the eye.

The knight soon realized that it was a command. He could see it from Jin's attitude. It was the attitude of a Runcandel who was giving a serious order.

He could never have imagined that a 7-year-old could have such an imposing and kingly aura.

The knight had no right to refuse. Even if the command would harm another Runcandel, he still couldn't refuse it. In the first place, the Tona twins weren't awake to order him to refuse right now.

All he could do was follow the command of the Runcandel before him.

It wasn't up to him to consider the consequences of these orders, it was up to the patriarch and the elders. Even if the Tona twins were to die of hypothermia, the Runcandel Clan wouldn't put the blame on the knight.

Familial disputes and quarrels were common within the clan.

"I shall comply, Young Master."

He put the twins down in front of the grave. The two boys were still motionless, except for a few occasional twitches.

The Tona twins were rescued two hours later by Gilly, who was returning from her outing.

The two of them had acute pneumonia for a few days, and didn't dare to look Jin in the eyes until the day they left the Storm Castle.

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The continent's eastern region, the unprotected area. Also known as the Black Sea.

Cyron had been meditating in this monster-infested land for a few days now.

He was merely sitting on the ground, but the nearby monsters wouldn't dare approach him, even the ones the size of buildings.

Soon, a man covered in the blood of countless monsters walked towards Cyron.

"Greetings to the patriarch. This is Khan."

It was the guardian knight who had obeyed Jin's orders and left the Tona twins out in the rainstorm ten days ago.

"Is something the matter?"

Cyron asked as he carefully opened his eyes.

"I have come to report about a dispute between the young masters at the Storm Castle."

"There's no way you'd disturb my training just because of a dispute between children. Speak freely."

Khan explained the details of the incident, and a smile grew on Cyron's face.

"So, did the twins die?"

"They did get acute pneumonia, but their lives aren't in danger."

"Then they must've learnt an important lesson. I see. You may return."

"Understood."

Khan had desperately struggled against countless monsters for three whole days just to make this short report, but he didn't hold any resentment against the patriarch or the young master. He silently returned to the direction of the Storm Castle.

'I should go see the youngest for myself.'

And so, Cyron made an appearance at the Storm Castle one month later.

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When Cyron left the Black Sea, the Runcandels living outside the Storm Castle became busy. They had to welcome back the patriarch who was returning from his outing for the first time in 5 years.

"Every Runcandel flag-bearer must gather at the Storm Castle, except for those working on imperial requests."

The Black Panther Rosa Runcandel's command spread around the world like a pulse. The flag-bearers of the clan working in the Vermont Empire, Akin Kingdom, Zhan Kingdom, Curano Dukedom, etc. all promptly gathered at the Storm Castle.

"What is going on? Our youngest brother's Selection ritual ended years ago, so why is father coming to the Storm Castle?"

Cyron's third son, Ran Runcandel, had returned from the continent's northern region, where he had been mowing down monsters.

"Did the guardian knights stationed at the Storm Castle mention anything?"

Cyron's fourth son, Vigo Runcandel. He had to suspend his assassination task commissioned by a big shot of the Curano Dukedom in order to return.

His client would most definitely be displeased, but he had no other choice. Unfortunately for him, the Runcandel Clan wouldn't compensate its agents for discontinuing their ongoing missions in order to answer their summons.

"Nothing at all. Seems like it's a confidential matter. Well, I'm not surprised. Even father is personally coming…"

Cyron's third daughter, Mary Runcandel. She had been duelling and defeating powerful warriors in the southern region.

And so, seven of Cyron's children assembled at the Storm Castle, along with a total of more than 200 knights and aides who had been assisting them.

With this many members, they could destroy an average city in a mere 30 minutes, and an average country in a single day.

When the news that Cyron had begun to move spread around the world, various rumors began to spread within the ruling class.

'Why is Cyron making a move? Didn't he say he wouldn't leave the Black Sea for another 10 years?'

'Are the Runcandels finally planning to dominate the world?'

'Did the Zipfel Clan show any reaction to this?'

The world's one and only Genesis Knight, Cyron.

Cyron's offsprings, the Runcandels.

The ripple effect of these names was huge.

Cyron's children and the clan's guardian knights were standing in two rows on both sides of the stairs leading up to the Storm Castle. Under the heavy rainstorm, the look in everyone's eyes was serious. They all appeared determined, as if they were about to go to war.

"Greetings to the patriarch!"

As Cyron arrived at the Storm Castle's entrance, they simultaneously raised their swords in the air. The mountaintop shook with their resonating voices, as if landslides would occur everywhere.

"Mhm."

With a slight nod, Cyron began ascending the stairs.

'Father's mood is odd. Is something extremely important about to happen?'

The Runcandel children exchanged glances, sharing their thoughts without any words. As Cyron passed by them, they slowly followed his footsteps with serious expressions. The guardian knights remained behind and guarded the Storm Castle gates.

However, none of them were aware of the truth.

The reason Cyron had come to the Storm Castle was simply to see his youngest child.

***

"Daytona, Haytona."

"Yes, father."

Cyron summoned the Tona twins first. The sick brothers knelt before their father as their runny noses caused snuffles to resound in the throne room.

"Tell me what mistake the two of you made."

Jin was waiting inside his room with Gilly, so he couldn't hear the conversation.

The Tona twins hesitated to answer. As seconds passed, Cyron's eyebrow twitched slightly.

"I asked you to tell me what mistake you made."

"Th-That's…"

In Jin's previous life, the Tona twins had committed their first murder right after leaving the Storm Castle, at the age of 10. And as they grew older, they killed an average of 50 people every year. They were, quite literally, homicidal maniacs.

However, as of right now, they were just 9-year-old brats.

They were at the age when their strict father terrified them. Moreover, the word 'strict' couldn't do their father justice.

Not only that, their father had asked for their mistake.

They had gotten pummelled by their younger brother. If they had to blame something or someone, it was Jin.

The twins seemed to have forgotten how they had harassed their brother before.

As they reached this conclusion, the Tona twins made up their minds.

"We haven't made any mistakes."

Daytona gathered his courage and answered. Cyron propped his chin on his hand, as if he were waiting for his son to finish speaking.

"Jin used some unknown power to punch Haytona and me."

"That's right. He used a power that wasn't aura!"

Haytona intervened as he accentuated the second half of his sentence.

'A power that wasn't aura'. In this world, there could only be one answer when it came to a power that wasn't aura.

Magic.

If the 7-year-old Jin had used aura in order to beat them, he would've been praised by the others. However, it was an entirely different case if it were magic.

A child with Runcandel blood using magic was blasphemy.

Therefore, the Tona twins were trying to convey the fact that Jin had used magic to defeat them.

"My sons."

A gentle tone resounded.

"Yes, father!"

The twins answered brightly, as if they were criminals who had found a loophole to take advantage of. Realizing that their father's voice was gentle, they believed that they had a chance to seize victory.

However, Cyron completely ignored the Tona twins' excuse and spoke in a mellow voice.

"I shall give you two a piece of advice that you should engrave in your hearts. If you keep behaving like this… you will never survive within the Runcandel Clan."

"Ah…"

"W-We apologize, father."

"Go call Jin for me."

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As he walked down the hallway, Jin thought about the Tona twins who had come to fetch him.

They were completely shrivelled up and looked close to collapsing, as if they had fallen into a beast's cage and had barely escaped with their lives.

'I used to wear the same expression in my previous life whenever I met up with father. I can imagine what those two went through.'

Jin hadn't heard the conversation between the twins and Cyron, but he had an idea about what had been discussed.

'Father most likely asked them a question, and the twins weren't able to give him a satisfying answer. Well, it's understandable since they're still kids.'

That was how Cyron educated his children.

No, it couldn't even qualify as education. Despite having 13 children, Cyron never raised a single child himself.

The people who raised the children within the Runcandel Clan were the nannies.

All Cyron and Rosa did was observe their children. They observed how their children grew up, and tried to determine which one of them was most worthy of leading the clan after their father.

Furthermore, they would slowly get involved with their children only after they grew into adults and showed results exceeding the 'Runcandel standard'.

Therefore, Cyron's arrival at the Storm Castle had become a huge deal.

The other siblings waiting in the lobby were dying to know what was occurring inside the throne room.

Step, step.

Jin could finally see the throne. His father was seated, waiting for him to arrive. He carefully walked towards Cyron as the events in his past life flashed through his head.

'My father. The strongest person I've ever seen, yet also the cruelest I've known.'

His mother, Rosa Runcandel, somewhat had a humane aspect to her. When Jin was kicked out of the clan, the news that she refused to eat anything for two days had spread around the world.

Nonetheless, she ended up erasing the existence known as 'Jin' from her heart entirely after a few days.

However, Cyron was different.

He still had some human aspects to him, such as twitching his brows when he got angry or slightly smiling when he found something entertaining.

Jin had also heard that when Cyron was younger and hadn't become the patriarch yet, he could get frustrated, happy, and also struggled for his life.

However, when he reached the demigod realm and became the Genesis Knight, those emotions slowly faded away. All that was left within him was an unconditional concern for the clan.

'It's a funny story. Even though he's reached the demigod realm, he's still protecting the clan as Eldest Brother hasn't taken over.'

Jin was clenching his teeth so hard he could hear them grinding.

He had lived a miserable life in the clan until he got banished. Even when they ate at the same dinner table, the other clan members treated him like air.

However, he couldn't continue acting like this. Cyron would definitely notice it. There's no way he wouldn't realize his youngest son was grinding his teeth as soon as he saw him.

'He may be my father, but I'll make sure he can't look down on me in this life.'

Jin knelt before Cyron as he vowed this to himself, and greeted him.

"Greetings to the patriarch."

He was behaving like the adults of the clan who had long since departed the Storm Castle. He was welcoming Cyron not as his youngest son, but as a member of the clan.

Cyron nodded in satisfaction and spoke to his son.

"Why did you call me 'patriarch' instead of 'father'?"

Jin pretended to ponder for a while. He had already predicted Cyron's reaction to his greeting.

"My elder brothers, elder sisters, and the guardian knights numbering over 100 returned to this castle to welcome you. So I inferred that the patriarch's visit to the castle was a formal one."

Cyron's eyes widened.

"Excellent."

Jin didn't respond to his father's exclamation and slightly lowered his head to show his gratitude.

While it was unthinkable for a 7-year-old to show such impressive manners, Cyron didn't suspect anything. He merely believed that Gilly had educated Jin properly and that his son had a keen insight, just like how he had selected Barisada during the ritual.

However, Jin wasn't a genuine 7-year-old. He had the mind of an adult from his past life. Cyron was unaware of that fact, despite having reached the demigod realm.

As he gazed at his son vacantly, Cyron spoke once again.

"Just now, I asked your brothers what mistake they had made. They weren't able to answer my question."

"Yes, patriarch."

"However, I feel like I should try asking you that same question. So, what mistake did Daytona and Haytona make?"

Once again, Jin pretended to think to himself. He had somewhat foreseen the conversation developing in this direction.

No. In fact, he had completely predicted this outcome because Cyron Runcandel would not hesitate to treat his sick children like war veterans who had been through countless hardships.

The answer Cyron wanted to hear had already been decided from the beginning.

"It's revenge."

"Hm!"

Cyron's wide eyes glinted in astonishment. As he sat quietly for a few seconds, Jin explained his previous answer.

"My brothers should've tried to get revenge on me. A Runcandel must always repay one's dues to another, whether it be a favor or a grudge."

Silence ensued.

Jin was certain that this lack of reaction from his father was synonymous to satisfaction.

However, he now had to show a childish attitude to eliminate any suspicions Cyron could have. He raised his head ever so slightly with a worried gaze, and asked his father.

"Was my answer incorrect?"

"No. On the contrary, it was extremely satisfactory."

"Thank you, patriarch."

At his son's words, Cyron showed hints of sadness in his eyes.

"You may call me 'father' for now. Our clan members may have gathered at this castle to welcome me, but my visit here is purely for personal reasons."

"Yes, father."

Cyron faintly smiled as he looked down at his son.

In the blink of an eye, all signs of contentment disappeared from his face. As his aloof and indifferent expression returned, Cyron asked his son another question.

"What is this special power you used to defeat your brothers?"

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"I do not know either."

Jin responded in a calm tone.

"You don't know?"

Cyron raised his head. He hadn't expected this reply from his clever son, who had been giving satisfactory answers all this time.

"Yes, father. This power isn't aura, so I'm not sure what I should call it."

Once again, the flow of the conversation had been predicted by Jin. He had shown a child-like innocence on purpose, just like he had done earlier.

Swoosh.

The sound of flames swirling resounded. Jin had generated a handful of dark energy atop his palm. It was the power he had used to pummel the Tona twins.

He had gained this power, Spiritual Power, through his contract with Solderet, the God of Shadows. Despite acting like an ignorant child, Jin knew better than anyone what this power was.

He also knew that Cyron would recognize this power.

"May I request father to give this power a name?"

Jin looked up to Cyron with twinkling eyes.

Cyron's jaw dropped for the first time since he reached the demigod realm and became a Genesis Knight…

'Lord Solderet…'

He finally managed to shut his mouth. As he stared at his son's palm, Cyron gulped.

Could it be that this child was the reincarnation of the clan's founder and first patriarch? Such questions went through his mind as Cyron thought to himself.

Solderet. The God of Shadows. A being that all the magicians of the world yearn for.

However, Cyron and Jin were both aware of a different truth.

Originally, Solderet didn't specialize in magic, but was something akin to a God of Swords. Moreover, 1000 years ago, he had made a contract with the clan's founder and had protected the Runcandels for years.

'I thought that he had abandoned the clan ever since the founder passed away, but it seems that he has taken an interest in my youngest child.'

Could this be a sign that the Runcandels could once again rise and prosper in the future?

No, it was also possible that the god who had once abandoned them had returned on a whim, and would soon leave again. Cyron began to calculate the possibilities as he watched the shadows dance upon Jin's palm.

'I'm certain that he hasn't made a contract with the god yet. If he had gained this power through the contract, there's no way he wouldn't know what power this is.'

Jin could easily guess the thoughts passing through his father's mind.

He started getting somewhat nervous as everything had gone according to his plan. It was far too easy. He believed that Cyron would show some suspicions at some moment, but that moment never came. Maybe it was because of his young age and childish appearance.

7 years of age was an excellent period to lie and trick people.

"My son."

Cyron had finished sorting out his thoughts.

"Yes, father."

"That is the power of a god named Solderet. Therefore, I cannot name it. Lord Solderet is one of the secrets our clan has kept hidden for a long time."

"Solderet…"

"It is the being who brought about shadows in this world. You may be a clever child, but you're still too young to understand this."

"Is he…"

When Jin paused, Cyron nodded to urge him to continue.

"Is God Solderet stronger than father?"

"Haha…"

Cyron let out an awkward laugh signifying his defeat. He had never laughed like this ever since becoming a demigod.

Having devoted his time and energy to his training for countless years now, his emotions and spirit had been stirred for the first time in a long time.

"I wonder… Your father has never attempted to challenge gods, so I cannot say."

Truly a prideful reply. Not knowing the answer for never having battled gods.

Nonetheless, Jin shuddered as he listened to his father's reply. The person in question was Cyron Runcandel.

The strongest man on the continent.

Even the clanmaster of the Zipfel Clan, Kelliark Zipfel, could not hold a candle to this man.

Smirk.

Cyron showed a toothy grin.

"I've truly made the correct decision to come and meet you today. Your naive question has become a great topic of interest for me. Thank you, my son. Come closer."

Could he win against a god? Cyron had called this question a 'topic of interest'.

Once Jin walked up to him, his father lightly patted his head. The handful of shadow was still swirling on Jin's palm right now.

"How do you want to use this power?"

"I want to use it for the clan, father."

I want to use it for myself.

There was no need for him to answer honestly. The only things the clan had given Jin in his past life was scorn and contempt.

He had never felt the warmth called 'family' again after turning 7 years old. Therefore, Jin had absolutely no intention of using his life to serve the clan, unless he somehow became the patriarch of the family. However, in order to do that, he would have to defeat his monstrously powerful siblings.

"Kuhahaha!"

Cyron suddenly burst into laughter. The echoes resounded throughout the entire Storm Castle and shook the ground.

The siblings waiting outside the throne room all jolted in surprise. They had never heard their father laugh so vigorously in recent years.

After a while, the laughter subsided and Cyron turned expressionless as usual. He bent down and brought his face up close to Jin's.

"What an amusing lie. You can be more honest with your father, you know?"

Jin hadn't expected this situation. Nevertheless, he suppressed his shock and slowly spoke.

"…for me."

"Hm?"

"I want to use it for myself."

"Right. After having pummelled your brothers and leaving them out in the storm, there's no way you'd use your power for the clan. I'll be watching over you from here on out."

Cyron walked past Jin and left the room. After his father's footsteps disappeared into the distance, Jin finally noticed the cold sweat running down his face and back.

A mixture of disbelief and relief painted across his face.

"Phew!"

He let out a large breath of air and wiped his sweat with his sleeve. He had never faced his father in such a bold manner during his past 28 years of life.

'I did it. I made it!'

As the adrenaline rush subsided, he could finally hear his heart beating like crazy.

Through today's conversation with his father, Jin had obtained Cyron's approval to use Solderet's power freely, and his father's expectations of him were high.

'In my first life, I ended up dying without getting the chance to properly use Solderet's power, and I never would've thought that father would hold expectations for me back then.'

Even after getting banished from the clan, Jin did not have the liberty of using Solderet's power freely.

The clan wouldn't allow a banished Runcandel to gain power and potentially use it against them.

Therefore, Jin had to hide in the Akin Kingdom and train in secrecy. The Akin Kingdom was affiliated to the Lutero Magic Federation, which was under the Zipfel Clan's influence. It was the perfect place for Jin to hide, as he was technically a magician back then.

The Runcandel Clan's long-time secret: the founder's contract with Solderet.

Jin was already aware of this undisclosed information before his rebirth. Cyron had called it a secret the clan had 'kept hidden for a long time', but Jin was more knowledgeable about the details of the founder's relation with Solderet than his father.

Solderet had told Jin about his history with the Runcandel Clan personally after their contract was made. At that time, Solderet and Jin would chat amicably like two close friends.

'But he never told me why he left the Runcandels and became a god of magic instead of the god of swords. He didn't get involved during my death either.'

Moreover, ever since his rebirth, Solderet hadn't spoken to him once.

Jin speculated that his rebirth was a phenomenon that had transpired due to Solderet's power and authority, but that was merely a hypothesis.

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When Jin was one year old, he realized that the power he had obtained through the contract was still available to him.

'It became usable immediately after I 'selected' Barisada.'

On his 'Selection' day, during the night after the ritual was over, a 9-star magician's curse, the 'Bladed Illusion', was cast on Jin. It was the same curse as his past life. The incident was repeating itself.

[Contractor, it seems that someone bore a grudge against you since your childhood. You haven't been able to use your full potential due to a trivial curse. That might've been the reason why I was so captivated by you.]

Those were Solderet's words right after they had made their contract.

As Jin remembered that conversation, he watched the curse's chains slowly crawl into his cradle. While he was fully conscious, he couldn't resist or block the curse with the body of a 1-year-old.

He began blaming his newborn body for his powerlessness. He could neither resist the curse slithering towards him, nor call out for help.

Suddenly, Solderet's power manifested itself.

The chains never managed to reach Jin, and disappeared into his shadow.

Curses of this level could not affect Solderet's contractor. Using his past life's magic teacher's expression, it was an 'extremely cheat-like' effect.

'Just you wait. I don't know who cast this curse on me, but once I've grown up, I will find you. And I will kill you.'

The power to control shadows; his knowledge of magic he gained in his past life; and, despite having unlocked and practiced it belatedly, his skills and talent with the sword. Jin had retained all these qualities through the reincarnation.

He would not face the same fate as last time. The clan would not banish him for not having any talents this time. An entirely different future was awaiting him.

"Young Master."

"Yes, Nanny Gilly?"

As he turned around, Gilly was waiting for him at the entrance.

"The patriarch has announced his departure. You must come to see him off."

"Okay."

"But… are you alright?"

Gilly asked in concern.

She had seen the Tona twins returning to their rooms with ashen-white faces and expressions of terror, therefore she couldn't hide her worries for Jin.

"I'm okay. Are my elder brothers and sisters leaving as well?"

"Yes. They only came here to greet the patriarch. Ah! But Lady Mary has left behind a gift for you, Young Master."

"I'll open the gift later. I should go see father off first."

There were over 200 guardian knights who had turned up at the Storm Castle, accompanying their respective Runcandel flag-bearers.

As Cyron was preparing to leave again, the others had no reason to stay. Once they would leave, Jin could ignore the Tona twins and spend his days quietly at the Storm Castle here on out.

Spend his days quietly gaining strength without anyone noticing, in fact.

"All hail!"

The knights raised their swords to the sky as Cyron exited the gates. Jin and the Tona twins stood next to them and bowed their heads as well.

'The next time I see father will be at the main house instead of the Storm Castle.'

Cyron returned to the direction of the Black Sea.

The people who were expecting Cyron to lead them to a bloody battle against the Zipfel clan all hid their disappointment deep in their hearts. The Runcandel flag-bearers each returned to their original whereabouts, followed by their guardian knights.

Cyron never returned to the Storm Castle again until Jin turned 10 and left. However, the guardian knight called Khan would occasionally leave for the Black Sea in order to inform the patriarch about Jin's recent actions.

'Elder sister Mary isn't in her right mind. I'm still only 7 years old… Hahaha. To think she'd give me such an amazing present!'

Jin shouted out in his mind as he opened the gift in his room. Gilly's eyes also turned wide as she checked the item left behind by Jin's third sister, Mary.

Before their eyes was the heart of a beast summoned by a magician from the Zipfel Clan. Mary had personally killed the summoned beast in the continent's southern region.

A Phoenix Heart.

A rare and precious gift Jin never received in his previous life.

Mary was wishing for his well-being and wanted her youngest brother to grow up strong and healthy.

Jin could now decoct the heart and consume it.

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