Chapter 3
In the continent, there were six who dwelled within the light and five within the darkness.
The six powers, who rose up to become the radiant suns of the continent, were called the Six Kings. Those who lurked within the underground, who spread defeat and fear, were called the Five Demons.
House Zieghart was one of the Six Kings, and ruled over the North.
"Ah-ooh."
Raon made eye contact with the head of House Zieghart and widened his round mouth.
'Is this a good thing…?'
Zieghart didn't lose out in any way to House Robert, the place that had exploited and killed him in his past life.
His day of revenge could be brought forward if he built up his strength in that environment.
"He is blonde and has red eyes, just like you and me, Father."
Sylvia smiled gently and stroked Raon's hair while he agonized over how to act from then on.
"..."
Glenn maintained his overwhelming pressure over the others, even as he held Raon up.
'Huh?'
Raon's body shuddered. It was because a warm and gentle energy entered through his wrist the moment Glenn picked him up.
"Ooh…"
At the feel of aura, which he had not felt in a long time, he let out a noise before he even realized it.
'What sort of aura…'
Glenn's aura was not only warm. It also contained an enormously high level of purity, like it came straight from nature.
'It's warming up my body.'
Raon was much more sensitive to the cold after his reincarnation. At first, he assumed it was because his body was that of a young child. Instead, there was actually a major problem with his constitution.
But the moment he received Glenn's aura, his whole body became warmer—as if sunlight had entered his bloodstream.
Glenn used his aura to check through Raon's body inch by inch, returning him to Sylvia afterwards.
'What?'
Raon narrowed his eyes. There was no way that a warrior like Glenn did not know there was an issue with his body, yet there was no change in his expression.
He could not understand why he maintained that expression, even after finding out his grandson was not normal.
"Sylvia."
"Yes."
"The child's name shall be Raon."
"Raon? F-Father. The name Raon means…"
Sylvia's eyebrows furrowed heavily.
"It literally means that. Quiet like a shadow. It means to live without standing out."
Unlike his gentle use of aura, Glenn's voice was cold as frost.
'Huh…'
Was it fate or something?
His name was the same as in his past life, and the meaning was also the same. A laugh forced its way out at the absurdity of the situation.
He knew that Glenn was a cold-hearted person, but he did not know that Glenn would have no interest in his sick grandson.
"That is all."
Glenn brushed off his dark red coat and turned his body away, as if not wanting to be there any longer.
"Wait! Father! Another name, at least…"
Sylvia followed him while carrying Raon, but Glenn did not turn back. He promptly left the mansion.
It seemed more accurate to say that they were strangers, not father and daughter.
"Ooh-woo!"
Raon's lips trembled. He wanted to stay quiet, but a moan escaped his lips at the chilly wind blowing in from outside.
"I-I'm sorry!"
Sylvia hugged Raon close and buried her face in his body. It appeared she was barely holding back tears.
'There is something here. But I'm too sleepy. I can't think.'
Raon slowly closed his eyes, feeling both the cold wind and Sylvia's warmth skim over his entire body.
'A child's body really is very inconvenient…'