Character Information - Who is who?

Because I have created quite a variety of characters, I will now create little cheat sheets before a chapter for the characters who will appear in the chapter, but not for those who haven't. Please open the spoiler if you need some reminders. (Be careful, it can be a spoiler for the chapter!)

Narsiz K. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* The second child of the current Leonandra household

* Specialized in administration, economy, etc. (bureaucracy)

* Brother of the MC

* Golden eyes

* Golden-blonde fur and hair color

Alexander K. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* Transmigrated from the Earth and the MC

* The fourth child of the current Leonandra household

* Golden eyes

* Snow-white fur and hair color

Melina Leonandra (Spider-kin)

* Maid in the Leonandra Household

* Personal head-maid of the MC

* Mother of Ocilia Leonandra, MC's disciple

* Blue eyes

* Purplish-black hair color

Marisia S. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* Lady of the Leonandra household

* A user of the wild-demon energy

* Mother of the MC

* Golden eyes

* Crimson red fur and hair color

Kairoso Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* Lord of the Leonandra household

* Druid

* Father of the MC

* Green eyes

* Black fur and hair color

Lorient M. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* The first child of the current Leonandra household

* A user of the wild-demon energy

* Sister of the MC

* Golden eyes

* Red fur and hair color

Sarah M. Leonandra (Wolf-kin)

* The fourth child of the current Leonandra household

* Spezialized in shield

* Sister of the MC

* Green eyes

* Pastel-greenish fur and hair color

Blond hair, fur, and golden eyes. This young noble was around 1.5m (~4.92) in height, which was very large for someone his age, with an athletically built body.

Even though he was young and didn't lose all the baby fat on his face, all the servants looked at him much longer than needed, especially the younger female ones.

He also did understand why, as his [Charisma] attribute was incredibly high. But what surprised him was that his natural charisma only strengthened over the years, and since [Charisma] only enhanced his natural aura, which heavily grew too, it sometimes resulted in stares and blushes.

He mostly forgot his lessons about the system, but he could still remember some things: The more points one put in, the stronger it enhanced one's natural aura. But the increase would flatten out at some point, depending on the general Tier and level.

Narsiz sighed as he tried to concentrate on the task at hand, putting his growing ego away and getting himself ready for the big day.

He brought out his best clothes: A marine blue suit, a white shirt with colorful flowery patterns which were only slightly greyish white, light-brown shoes, the Leonandra silver tack pins with the typical design of a wolf biting into the neck of a demon, and a snow-white silk handkerchief.

He wanted to wear the handkerchief his father had gifted him, but he gave it to Sarah. He didn't know if he should feel sad about it or not. However, he made the right decision back then, 'What's done is done.'

He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself, feeling incredibly nervous, but luckily he could distract himself as he looked in the mirror at the maid behind him who put a big white ribbon on his tail.

The white ribbon was a symbol of purity and one's childhood. Narsiz's father, the Lord, would open the ribbon, a ceremonial gesture representing his entrance into adulthood.

Today was his legacy, and he would receive his [Divinity Line] and the corresponding [Mystic Skills], which made him nervous. He had anxious thoughts about suddenly receiving a legacy that had little to do with his interests and talents. Something like a commoner's legacy, akin to being a farmer or carpenter, would destroy all his plans for the future.

So he looked back at the ribbon to distract himself from such dark thoughts. It was made out of the best silk his mother could procure and stitched with fine symbols representing his family.

This was an age-old tradition the Leonandras followed, and a lot went into it. For example, the material the ribbon was made of showed the person's personality.

His mother had one made out of pure white linen: Elegant and rough. Lorient had one almost the same, but hers was rougher but sturdier.

However, Narsiz's father never had one, to begin with, as this tradition only applied to the Leonandra family. He was from the Temple in the first place and married into their family.

'Useless thoughts.'

He also tried to distract himself as best as possible from his nervosity, knowing his father would return in an hour. The legacy would only begin at midnight on his birthday, so he would have time to talk with him about different things, especially his favorite topic: Politics. He was giddy to talk about the Temple's political structure.

The maid was done, and he looked the last time in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction, "Perfect..." He turned toward the maid and nodded to her with his best smile, "...thanks."

The young spider-kin maid instantly flushed and looked down, "Not for this, Mr. Narsiz."

Narsiz turned around and walked out of the room toward the entrance hall. As he arrived, he saw his mother staying at the entrance with Alexander and Sarah. Noriken, Salyna, Aro, and two dozen more servants were also there.

Sarah was the same dressed as always, a cute summer dress with a bow around her waist. Colorful and playful. In his opinion, she had some knacks for fashion.

There was also his little brother, who was wearing a rather sloppy outfit. Colorful pants, suitable for younger puppies, a white shirt not tucked in and open around the neck, without any tie or bow. Also, he had loafers that looked out of place, 'Are his servants slacking off?'

But his eyes quickly fell on the anti-mana collar around his neck, which also explained his miserable facial expression. Since he went through the same difficulty as Sarah, everything could be excused temporarily, 'I am lucky that I don't have such bad luck, and I wouldn't even want to know what he is feeling right now since all his senses are overly sensitive.'

What Alexander thought wasn't a big secret because he said it freely and annoyed all his servants by chatting them up and stealing their time, 'I am so boooooooored!'

Since he had this collar and was not allowed to do anything he enjoyed until now, he could, at most, go for a walk or play, but even this was dangerous, as he remembered it vividly.

He accidentally got a skill by playing cards, [Sleight of hand], because he remembered some cool tricks from his previous life and tried them. It didn't go well; after he heard the system's ring, he felt incredible pain, putting him out of commission for the next 24 hours.

The only grace he was lucky for was that the sensitivity of his senses went down by a notch in the last weeks, enough to not throw up if he smelled something disgustingly strong like what his servants ate through the day.

He shrugged inwardly, not like he could change it for the following months since it should gradually disappear over time.

Anyway, he didn't want to put himself into the spotlight since today was a big day for his big brother. He would receive his [Divinity Line]. Alexander looked at him as he came closer and raised an eyebrow, 'He got it, damn! He looks so good!'

He suddenly got worried for him as he remembered what he had read once in a book. The wolf-kin, or in general, the canine-kin, had a 70/30 ratio from female to male birthrate, 'I will pray for you in time for your first mating season, big bro.'

However, right now, he didn't need to worry about him, as the mating season only affected 14 and older ones. From what he also read, there was a fascinating fact about this: The healthier and more physically fit, the longer one had to wait for their first mating season. This was basically when puberty began.

'Mana and the system really change everything... I remember that humans were somehow the opposite... or not? Damn, I was never good at this stuff.'

When there was the next weirdness of this world: Time. If going by purely days, his big brother would be ~14 years old, but he felt the days were longer than usual, which irked him. He wanted to compare the Earth to this planet, which was called: Obis.

For an accurate comparison, he had already considered measuring the difference in the Earth's rotation to this planet to determine the relative difference. Still, he didn't even know where to start, as this was far beyond his capabilities, and he didn't even know if this was possible. He only knew how to measure the planet's circumference with two sticks. That was it.

There were so many other things, too, like how fast someone aged and how mana affected them. Without any reference point, Alexander was entirely clueless, 'Thoughts for later, not like I can do much about it in my situation... oh something is happening.'

Narsiz came up to them with dignifying and long steps while smiling, befitting that of a young aristocrat, "Hello, family and servants!"

Everyone greeted him back naturally. Alexander too, but the young puppy was more interested in how he was dressed for the event. He knew that his family had this thing with the white ribbon, and looking at his one, it screamed nobility and wealth.

While he scanned his big brother's whole attire, Narsiz talked with their mother. It felt like before someone went to a prom ball, the only thing missing was how their mother would start to take photos and want everyone to be in them.

In Alexander's case, though, he was the one who made all the photos and also the one who threatened his sister's dates in his previous life. This thought brought a smile to him.

After the short recollection of how he greeted them with a baseball bat in one hand and a camera in the other, he was starting to get bored again.

He felt bad for Narsiz since he, his little brother, didn't care about what was happening and only wanted to do magic. Could someone really resent him? Yes, but he could use magic after he was reborn, and now he was restrained from doing precisely that and was pulled into some boring formal welcoming ceremony for their father.

This made him more irritable than he already was, 'Couldn't I just come down when he was... I don't know, already here?! Being nobility is so annoying with all these decorums.'

Furthermore, Melina, his personal maid, held his hand, so he couldn't escape. The only saving grace was that his brain was in eco mode after waking up, so time flew faster.

Alexander yawned, "HUUUAAAAM."

His maid looked down on him and found him not well dressed. The morning was hell as she was forced to handle him like a puppet as he was barely waking up. She kneeled down and buttoned up his shirt while talking to him, "Mr. Alexander, please wait, as the Lord will be here soon."

"I know, no need to tell me, I just need caffeine - where is a Moondeers if you need it?"

"Please also stop using alchemical elven terms. Nobody except you, Mr. Alexander, understands them."

Alexander chuckled inwardly. He sometimes just said something before thinking and used some terms they did not know. As for the answer to what it was, he would say it was secret elven technology or something along the lines. That worked every time, but it could also be that he was mostly ignored because he was an infant.

"Sure, do you want to learn them?"

After saying that casually, he thought that it would frankly be a great idea to have a couple more hands, and since he couldn't do anything at all, he would have at least something to do, 'Teaching doesn't sound bad at all.'

She looked a bit surprised, "I am sorry, Mr. Alexander, but I have no skills in alchemy or anything of the sort…."

He interrupted her, "It's fine! You practically only look after me, so you can also learn simultaneously, right? You should have the time."

She looked a bit annoyed, "Mr. Alexander…."

Alexander interrupted her again. He already understood this hierarchal society. While he didn't like it from an ideological perspective, as he lived a very liberal lifestyle on Earth. However, he was very much ready to use his status as a noble when he needed to. Furthermore, he could only see the benefits in his mind as having another alchemical expert at the estate could only bring more advantages to his household.

"I will not take no for an answer, Melina. What bad could happen? You learn something, so what? Knowledge is power, and you, as my servant, should not only be a mindless puppet looking after me, alright?"

She frowned, and her additional eyes changed color from light orange to purple. For Alexander, and everyone else, Spider-kins were like an open book as they altered the color of their upper eyes depending on how they felt.

He suddenly heard a ring in his ear.

"Oh no…."

The pain came instantly as he got some skill or level-up again, 'What the fuck is wrong with this damn system? It gives me a skill for everything! Why not give me one for pain suppression, you fucking asshole, huh?!'

While Alexander tried to fight the pain, Melina used the silence to think through what her master said, 'Mr. Alexander is so weird again and wants strange things from me.'

She understood what was going on. Her young master was very bored, and while most of his requests were reasonable, such as he wanted her to be thoroughly clean before visiting him as he was oversensitive due to his circumstances, others were not.

Such an instance was happening now. Teaching a servant one of the most precious skills like [Alchemy] was unheard of, and she also didn't have the time to learn, especially with her four children and a husband at home.

While it sounded like a great opportunity, the little puppy was only a little over a year old and inexperienced. Every other servant who was a little more greedy would have already exploited him.

It was not a big problem since the lady employed all of Alexander's servants. If she found out that someone tried to influence the puppy, their head would roll immediately. This meant even if she wanted, the lady needed to allow it first.

'Hopefully, he will become more sensitive to the struggles of his servants when he gets older.'

She sighed inwardly and already knew by how Alexander talked that the day would be tiring as this puppy was hard to satisfy.

For the last weeks, Melina tried to read him some fairy tales to cheer him up, but he decided on a book on Leonandras History, 'I never leveled up my [Reading] skill much as this time….'

"Shit…"

Her thoughts were interrupted as her master cursed. She looked at him, who was growling, "Is everything all right, Mr. Alexander?"

He looked in pain, "Yeah, I am fine. I just accidentally learned a skill."

This baffled Melina, "M… Mr. Alexander, have you learned a skill again? What?! How?"

The young wolf-kin frowned and looked annoyed at her, "How would I know this?"

This was unbelievable for her. Most people needed weeks to months or even years to obtain skills, and he was just learning them accidentally. At this moment, she had an idea, 'Maybe?'

Melina remembered all of her children. One already went through his legacy while the others were too young to be taught, but one was just at the right age to learn from him.

'Maybe she could learn something from him, like alchemy, and assist him? Even being close to a genius should rub something off, right? I will propose this to him later.'

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But before that, she would need to talk to the lady and be prudent not to come across as some greedy servant who just was out to get as many perks as possible by manipulating a puppy.

The voice of the lady came through. "Alex, are you alright?"

She sounded worried, and Melina understood her as she was a mother, too. Her son needed actual rest but somehow leveled and acquired skills without any end in sight. Luckily, it was rare enough that his rest didn't get disturbed too much.

"I am good. Give me please a moment, Mom. The spotlight should be today on Narsi, so just ignore me, please."

His personal maid and mother both looked a bit confused. Still, before they said something, Alexander already answered, probably knowing that he used some weird elven jargon again, "Spotlight means something like that: All eyes should be on him. Please give me a hot minute."

Marisia frowned. She couldn't do anything about it because it was unavoidable for her son. She wasn't also perturbed since she knew that something like this was inevitable and brought her son only some discomfort temporary.

Seeing how his facial expression changed into relief, both thought his pain was gone. The lady looked at her youngest son again, nodded, and returned to her other son to talk with him about his big day.

Even though Alexander looked on the outside like he was ok. Inwardly he wasn't, 'Get your shit together! I can't ruin Narsi's big day! Just act like there is no pain!'

He felt like someone tried to find diamonds in his brain with a pickaxe. The only good thing was that he had already adjusted to this pain well enough to act it out. It would also not hold for long, at max an hour or two.

He looked at Melina, his mother, and some other servants who listened. They all looked worried, which annoyed him incredibly, 'Just look away, goddammit!'

He tried to relax and distract himself without using any skills, even though something like [Meditation] would be perfect at such moments.

Alexander looked around the big hall, trying to distract himself from the pain, 'I can't believe we actually had something like this… well, I only knew of six rooms at best, as they don't allow me to go anywhere... which makes sense since I am an infant.'

Suddenly he heard from outside a carriage, 'If this isn't good ol' pops!'

He had a lot on his mind, but one thing was the most important, 'How will I look like later on? I heard that he is a druid, but I only know that they can transform into trees... will I become a tree too?'

This thought made him chuckle, which was, again, interrupted by the more significant distraction that came his way and became louder. He heard wheels rolling on the street and hooves stomping on the ground.

A large carriage was driving into the front yard of their estate, which he could clearly see through the opened door. Melina suddenly pushed him slightly from behind, "Mr. Alexander, let's move to the outside and welcome the lord."

First was the lady, his mother, followed by Narsiz, Sarah, Alexander, and then the servants, who also followed a specific order.

As he was outside, he saw the carriage up close and that it was pulled by two gigantic and mean-looking boars which wore armor, 'Holy hell... how do you even domesticate them?'

His attention quickly went from the angry-looking boars toward the carriage, which was red and gold in color and very simply designed, except that it was massive. He remembered those gigantic hummers and trucks in his previous life, but they came not even close in size to the monstrosity in front of him. This one had no intricate designs or engravings but looked impressive due to its simple and clean look.

It stopped, and a fox-kin stepped out. He looked beautiful and like a young butler. Every step he took and every move he made was immaculate.

Sarusos opened the carriage door, and out stepped a wolf-kin. A giant black-haired one with green eyes and a 3-day beard, his hair was bound into a knot as it probably was too long. His outfit was half-destroyed linen and leather clothes that would be better kept in the trash. Nonetheless, he was clean and looked nice.

Alexander could smell him. He was his father, which surprised him even more as he looked closer, 'Holy shit, is he a super-lifter?!'

Alexander imagined that his father was someone very different. A druid with a lot of nature stuff as armor and rather weak-looking or something like a noble knight. If he described him, it would be an understatement if he said that his Dad could beat the living shit out of the Terminator.

All his muscles bulged, and he questioned the integrity of his clothes and guessed that they would rip instantly apart when he moved more excessively.

'This is my dad, huh... not bad, good genes, hehe.'

As he stood straight and looked toward him, Alexander flinched slightly, 'He is a goddamn giant... now it makes sense why the carriage is so massive.'

As all the servants registered his glance, they bowed down, like his siblings, but he couldn't. Something was weird about him, 'This crazy wild aura….'

Alexander didn't know why, but there was an aura around him that felt menacing to him. His logical side said he would not do a thing to him, but his instincts screamed that he should run away.

He took another step back again and suddenly felt that he had bumped into something. Looking back, he saw his mother looking curiously and warmly at him. She crouched and pointed towards his father and her husband, "This is your father. Can't you smell him?"

He wanted to scream but did it only internally, 'I obviously can! But can't you feel the aura around him?!'

"I can… but…" he looked back at him, and his whole body shivered, and tears started to build up, "...his aura … terrifying."

Alexander's fight-or-flight sense hit him even stronger as his father moved toward them.

A smile was seen on his face, and all others, who were standing straight after saluting, were smiling back at him, 'Am I the crazy one here?!'

As his father stood before him, he crouched and held his arms open like he wanted Alexander to run toward him.

His heartbeat was so loud that he could swear his heart would jump out any second. Suddenly, a powerful smell invaded his nose before he could do anything. As he was already highly stressed, he couldn't help himself and concentrated on holding it back.

It came out of nowhere. Alexander puked.

Keugh!

Luckily he didn't lose consciousness, but the smell was killing him, 'What the hell is this and that aura...'

Everyone looked at Alexander, and he could feel the gazes drilling into him. It felt terrible, and he looked frightened as he stood there. He had his tail between his legs and ears down.

It was too much to handle and overwhelmed him from every side. He had no way to concentrate on any skills to mitigate it, and he couldn't also focus at all to call on his rationality.

Alexander could hear how hard his mother clenched her hands and looked at his father, "Wash up, my dear. I will tell you on the way what is going on. I forgot something... Melina, take Alex away and change his clothing."

Marisia looked around and announced, "We will do the reunion later. Let my husband first make himself fresh."

Kairoso frowned and looked at his son, who looked miserable. For Alexander, the smell was terrible, and his fear overwhelmed him.

Lorient came from behind and smelled the same, 'Did they bathed in the innards of Animals, who cleaned themselves in feces?!'

As he was already on his way as he looked back. They started chatting with each other, 'I feel like an outsider, damn it.'

...

Sometime later

Before the bathhouse were staying two wolf-kin. One was much larger than the smaller one, and they discussed an important topic.

"So, you are saying Alex is a mage, and he can feel my aura? How is this possible? He is barely one year old?!"

Marisia nodded, "Yes, remember how mages, or rather, beings who can sense mana, are terrified of you if they don't have specific mental fortitude skills?"

Marisia observed her husband, who started to frown and looked heartbroken. He had an aura from a skill that could only be perceived by beings who could sense mana, which instilled fear into them. They would get frightened, which in turn disrupted their mana control. It was a problem that she had forgotten about.

Usually, one could easily turn off such a skill. Still, if it was high leveled, it could ooze out very slightly, and with their son being oversensitive while having who knows how high of a [Mana Sense] skill, it was a terrible situation.

They also never had any problems with mages in their territory since they were scarce, so there was no need to control it. If they met someone more magically inclined, they already had the specific mental fortitude skills.

Marisia took his hand and tried to comfort him, "Don't worry, dear, Alex is brilliant. He didn't know about it and reacted on instinct. After telling him, he will not think any worse of you."

It was a big problem. Everyone saw how frightened Alexander was as soon as he saw Kairoso. He shivered and sweated. His ears went down, and he tucked his tail between his legs. It was not something a father wanted to see the first time he saw his son.

Kairoso looked at her with a sad face that told it all, "Hm, but why puking? Normally they wouldn't do something like this!"

She also remembered the next problem, which she didn't think about, "I told you about his overexertion, right? He is susceptible to smells. Remember Sarah, she had the same problem. Maybe after he gets better, he will stop sensing this skill of yours too?"

Rage was seen on his face, "Dammit!"

A loud bang resounded in the hall where they were in. Kairoso punched the wall and created a crater. Marisia flinched slightly, but only out of reflex. She wasn't perturbed by such an outburst, and only her instincts which were built up on the battlefield, made her move at all.

"I don't want to be like my old man and be feared by my children!"

"Dear, don't worry. We will look into it later after you wash up. Please get your smell first off as much as possible before seeing Alex again... also, don't use any fragrant oil."

He nodded in understanding but was nonetheless frustrated, so he kept ranting as he needed to let off steam, "Fuck, did you see how frightened he was?"

Marisia got on her tiptoes and held his face as softly as possible, "Please don't worry, we will find a solution for this, ok? Just give it a bit of time."

He frowned, "Fine, thank you, my little flower."

Her face flushed slightly, and she suddenly lost herself in thought, 'How long ago were we together? It was too long.'

He took her hands as softly as possible, 'He is usually such a rough man. Trying to be soft in front of me is so cute of him.'

While Marisia thought this, she could feel a smile building up, but her thoughts were quickly interrupted, "I will take a bath now, my little flower. Please look after Alex."

As he bent forward, Marisia closed her eyes and felt a light kiss on her lips.

After a moment, she opened her eyes again and didn't feel his hands anymore. She looked into his eyes, and he gave her a lovely look as he turned around and left for his bath, 'I wished he could stay and didn't go away to the east...'

She turned around and went away. While she walked to look at how her son was doing, her mind was racing as to how she could've prevented it. In her mind, Kairoso and Alexander would suffer less emotionally if she remembered and prepared for it.

She bit her lips so hard that she started to taste iron. She went with her finger over her lips and looked at it while she stood in the corridor, "Damn it..."

She felt guilty. Her husband was out there risking his life, while she should've managed the estate as perfectly as possible, and in the end, she failed.

Nobody would say that she failed. Maybe she made a mistake, but surely not that she failed. However, in her mind, she wanted to be nothing less than perfect.

She took out her pocket watch and looked at the time. They had around half a day for other businesses until Narsiz's legacy.

In contemplation, she stood still and watched the pocket watch. She mumbled, "I hope Alex can make up for my mistake..."

Of course, she didn't blame her son for anything that happened or would make him solve her concern. Still, she hoped that Alexander would not be so frightened of his father that he didn't want to meet him anymore and could understand the problem well enough, so they could try it again, but the next time more slowly.

Turning her heel, she walked towards her son's room, which she hoped would help her make up for her mistake.

...

At the same time, Leonandra estate, the main garden

A trio of wolf-kin siblings youths were taking a walk through their garden. Narsiz enjoyed the lovely smell of the flowers while being surrounded by his sisters, Sarah and Lorient, who were quite chatty.

Everyone around was busy. Butterfly-kin servants gardened while some other races were tending to the stables, and others were just, like them, enjoying a break.

The sun shone brilliantly on him, and he felt a pleasant warmth on the back of his head. The blue and red colored sky was barely cloudy. Everything was so lovely, it was ideal for a nice walk.

Lorient blabbered about her adventures and Sarah about what happened at home. The chat was long, as both of his younger siblings didn't see each other for months.

Narsiz, on the other hand, liked to listen and observe. For example, Lorient had grown extensively in his eyes by personality and because she became larger than Narsiz while only being two years older. With around 1.65m (~5.4ft), she obviously went more after their father than their mother.

After Lorient recounted everything she experienced on the trip, the topic naturally fell on their youngest sibling. He was also the number one gossip topic for the servants for apparent reasons.

"What was going on with Alex?"

"Remember my over-exhaustion with my physical exercise years ago? He is going through the same, but it is mental exhaustion."

"What do you mean?"

Narsiz continued for her, "He can use mana. He overextended himself by training his mana and learning like crazy. You should read his compendium about the system window. It is short but explains a couple of things well.

Lorient's eyes went wide, "How?!"

Sarah shrugged like this was the most normal thing in the world, "How would I know? He even talked about skill tests he went through, so I have no idea how he could come this far without a teacher or anything of the sort. Maybe he is a real genius?"

Lorient was now flustered and couldn't say anything. In her mind, she regarded Sarah and Narsiz as gifted while she was only a step behind. However, Alexander took the helm on that front and put them all in the dust.

Narsiz giggled, "Your reaction is understandable, but I am more concerned about what happened today."

Sarah chuckled at the comment, "Hehe, Mama said it was because of Papa's smell."

Lorient came out of her stupor, "What do you mean with smell?"

Narsiz explained, "The aftereffects of his mental exhaustion are that his senses are in overdrive like his hearing, tasting, smelling and so on, but he also has another sense which bothered him the most."

Lorient asked him questioningly, "Another sense? Do we not have only five?"

Narsiz put a finger up, "He can sense mana. If he uses or feels in some way mana, he will experience an intense headache. This is why we put an anti-mana collar on him. But if he also levels skills or learns one accidentally, he will experience the same pain. In short: He needs a lot of rest."

Lorient was now obviously a little bit worried and annoyed, "Wha… How? He accidentally learned a skill?!"

Sarah shrugged, "Don't ask me, but don't you find it thrilling? We now have a mage in our family! What do you think we can do with one?"

Narsiz thought a lot about it, too, "I don't know either, but I can see how he will either bring our family to new heights or will create pure chaos, hehe."

Lorient could not compose herself and ignored the ongoing discussion, "Wait! I want to talk about getting a skill accidentally! Did you ask him about this?!"

Sarah yawned slightly, "Huaaam. He told me that he didn't know. He does stuff and gets a skill. He talked for like an hour with me, trying to explain it. I just nodded along..." She giggled as she remembered it, "He is such a blabbermouth, hehe."

Lorient became excited, "I need to ask him! What do you think about his level and how many skills he has?"

Suddenly Sarah got serious, "Big sister, I hope you don't think asking Alex to show his system window?"

Lorient and Sarah now looked at each other. Both were suddenly ready to fight it out, and Narsiz felt the rising tensions, 'Oh, not today... damn it!'

The killing intent from both was slowly creeping up all around them.

Narsiz tried intervening, "Lorient, Sarah, could both of you calm..." He was immediately interrupted by Lorient, "Shut up! I will not be threatened! I will just ask Alex! If he says no, so be it."

Sarah showed her fangs and growled slightly, "No, you don't! He is naive, small, and can be easily manipulated! You will not do it!"

A furious smile crept on Lorient's face, and her eyes slowly turned red, "It is not your fucking problem..."

She started to get into an attack position, and Narsiz panicked slightly, 'By the fucking circle!'

He ran in between them and screamed, "Stop! Both of you!"

He looked at Sarah, "You will not fight! And you..." He turned towards Lorient, "You will not ask Alexander to show his system window! If somebody finds this out, Mother will personally cripple you!"

It was fine to ask someone to show the system, but it was considered a crime if the person was too young and was coerced. It was a big problem, especially for young and talented ones who would talk and show their skills. Afterward, they would be disposed of so the perpetrator could have the skill exclusively and the secret of how to attain it.

Since his mother got into power, she despised those aspects which were rampant in other noble families and was very strict with her children in that sense too. No one was allowed to do it since, going by her doctrine, a noble needed to be an example, and the subjects were required to follow.

While his mother was considered very liberal, as all children had the freedom to marry who they wanted and do what they loved, she vehemently despised if they acted against laws or conventions which protected subjects or others. There was no telling what she would do to Lorient if she found out, but it wouldn't be pleasant in his mind.

He hoped his fluke that she would be crippled worked, but only a moment later, it showed that it didn't. Lorient's eyes turned entirely red as she slowly surrounded her body with red mist, "Is this a threat, dear Brother?"

She was a moron in his mind as he was worried about her and didn't know what got into her, "It is our estate law. You are only allowed to show your window after the divine legacy, and even then, it is rather encouraged not to."

"Haha! A law? I am talking about getting stronger for the estate's sake! You should understand it best. If I get stronger, I could help more!"

Narsiz looked solemnly at her, "I don't care how you want to compensate for your insufficiencies, but the law is precisely for such a reason in place."

Lorient became exasperated, "What do you mean? I will obviously not hurt him!"

Narsiz shook his head, "Lorient, what if he has a skill you really want and will follow him day and night and force him to teach you? What if he can't, and you get angry and lose your cool? What if you get jealous? What if you get caught at some point by the enemy when you are training outside, and they will read your mind and find out that he has some rare skills?"

A growl was slowly heard that slowly built up inside of her depths. She became enraged, "Haha! I didn't know you thought so lowly of me, Narsi..."

She crouched. The red mist built up around her hands and imitated red claws. Narsiz was surprised and couldn't believe she would attack him, 'Damn it!'

She rocketed towards him like a wild beast.

Before he could think or move, Sarah came from the left and pulled her brother away, "Move, you idiot!"

The red claw glided on his neck, and he barely avoided it. Narsiz was thrown towards the ground, and Sarah stood before him, ready to fight, "Tsk, fighting against big sister would be so much more fun if I had my [Divinity Line] or a weapon."

She got ready. Narsiz could see Sarah's smile from the side and frowned, 'My whole family is insane.'

He quickly stood up and tried to get into position behind Sarah to strike after Lorient's blind spot, then she attacked.

Both were getting ready to attack, and as they jumped at each other, out of nowhere, Sarusos appeared from the side like an arrow, grabbed their arms, and spun them around as he took their momentum with him. He threw them both away from each other.

A loud bang was heard. Lorient crashed into a tree, "Keough!"

Sarah, on the other hand, just landed inside a bush.

Sarusos landed elegantly and looked towards Lorient, "Tsk, her [Divinity Line] is acting out. Good, I was here."

Narsiz was thankful that he was here but also confused as to why his big sister suddenly became this aggressive, "Sarusos, what is going on with Lorient?"

He could see Lorient trying to stand up, full of dirt and red blood eyes, "She never acted like this!"

Sarusos sighed and straightened his white gloves, "We told Ms. Lorient should invest in [Spirit] so the demon energy doesn't corrupt her too much. Tsk, what a troublesome child."

"Her energy?"

Sarusos looked at him like nothing had happened and smiled, "Oh right, Mr. Narsiz, it is a long story and only told usually beforehand. Well..." He looked again at Lorient, "Would you excuse me? I will deal first with Ms. Lorient and tell you everything later, ok?"

He nodded, obviously aware of the situation, "Oh, Mr. Narsiz, please see if Ms. Sarah is ok."

From some bush came a rustle, "I am fine! No worries! Just stuck!"

The fox-kin giggled, "Hehe, you are such good pups."

After he said that, he flashed towards Lorient. Like a wild monster, she was standing back up and ready to fight, full of bloodlust.

Seeing her like this, Narsiz thought he needed to talk with his father or mother later to find out what was happening with Lorient.

Sarusos appeared behind Lorient, one hit against the back of her head, and she became instantly unconscious. Before she could hit the ground, he caught her in his arms and held her princess-style.

He looked towards Narsiz, "See you later, Mr. Narsiz."

Before the wolf-kin youth could say something, Sarusos was already away, 'The day is so stressful. First Alexander and now Lorient, well, I presume postponing the legacy isn't an option.'

He sighed and went toward the bush to help Sarah out. She was in what he would describe as a weird position, "Are you alright?"

He gave her a hand and pulled her out.

Sarah stood before him, but he would rather describe her as a cute scarecrow than a wolf-kin. She straightened her clothes and smiled at him, "I am fine, thanks!"

Narsiz started picking some small branches out of her hair, "I should be thanking you. Without you, I would be..."

She stopped him from talking further, "Don't say something this stupid. I would obviously be in a fight much earlier if you didn't stand between us and would probably be beheaded, hehe."

He sighed, "Don't say things like this. Are you really alright?"

She nodded, "Yeah, what do we do with Lorient now?"

He frowned, "It was something about corruption and her energy. I have no idea what was happening, but I also never learned much about our [Divinity Line] since I have no chance of getting it."

Narsiz studied a lot about many things, but the day had only so many hours. After seeing where his strengths were, he started to concentrate on them. He ignored everything else, like the family's [Divinity Line], since it was very combat oriented, and he was sure he would not receive it.

Sarah shrugged, "Let's go and look for Mama or Papa. They will probably tell us."

"Sure, good idea. Sarusos is probably already there. Let's go."