Chapter 001 : A Not So Normal Family, Part.2

*SLAM!*

Getting inside the kitchen, we see no person in sight, though there are water dripping from the ceiling coming from the upper levels and a chair that is down on the ground. 'Um… Did someone break a water basket up there?'

Paul : "ZENITH!! Where Are You, Zenith?!". He looks left and right while walking around the halls.

Zenith : "Paul! We're up on the second floor!"

Paul : "Please be okay, Please Be OK!". He waste next to no time getting up top, as he climbs up the stairs while carrying me as he pants a little with some signs of concern for big brother.

Finally, as his legs are the same level as the second floors, we see Lilia standing behind the door where presumably some trouble happened.

Paul : "Lilia! Is Rudeus Alright?"

Lilia : "Ah, yes, yes he is! You may enter and see him yoursel-". Father Paul interrupts her as he dashes right in as to see how Rudeus is.

Paul : "Rude…us?". We both came to see the sight of many vase and pots and baskets that used to be filled with water, even though both Mother Zenith and Lilia are just doing their thing in the kitchen.

The floor is wet with water seeping through the woods that act as the foundation for the second level, and one sane person by this point would ask: 'Oy, What The Heck Is All These?'

Zenith : "Rudy… Is that a magic guide book?". With her saying that, I look again to what they're talking about as they face their back to us.

'If they exist… Am I allowed to use them, or should I stick with some ranged professio-'

Rudeus : "I-… I'm sorry". My big brother said in a regretful tone that I heard for the first time.

Paul approach them as he looks at the book and crouches, making me able to see the inside of the contents.

Things about the definition of magic that is Mana, like how they originate from the result of an Invisible war of the Spirits that is not known to us or the leftovers of the World Trees withering away as the life force that is now known as Mana, and other theories on it. 'Wait... They Exist? No Joke?'

Some picture of moon, sun, stars, geometries, and the circle as it's foundation that differs one from another with some element of fire, water, dirt or earth and wind or wisp, even electricit at one point.

Paul : "Hey, isn't this Intermediate level magi-"

Zenith : "Yes, Ahahahaha~, A Magician Genius Within Our Family!". She picks him up as she jumps like a little child, spinning around with him round and round, round and round.

Seeing her being pleased with how big brother turns out to be able to cast magic outside my knowledge, I can't help but widen my face with a big smile. Me : "Papa? Can I be Mage too?". I speak with some word left out as I'm still being left behind on practicing on how to speak, though it's just an excuse as I'm fond of being alone most of the time.

He turns to see me as he is still left speechless on what is happening.

Paul : "... Maybe, Maybe Not Too...". He puts me down as he walks to them with the book in his hand.

Paul : "Zenith, what's the meaning of this?"

She puts him down as he stabilizes himself from the spinning. Zenith : "It turns out that Rudeus is a Prodigy in Magic, Don't You Understand, Deary?". She shows her glistening teeth as how happy she is right now cannot be understated to be a rare occurrence in our house.

Paul : "What? No! Come On, we promised to have the Boys as Swordsman, didn't we?". Father Paul puts up a grumpy act, seeing how we're assigned a profession from the moment we were born.

'Oh Come O~n, not this kind of Bloodline heir dispute!'

Zenith : "But Look At All These, Dear! None of them gone out of the house, so there's no explanation needed that Rudeus read the spells inside out loud.

Right, Rudeus~?". She looks at Rudeus who is having trouble on what's to speak, stuttering in between his breath.

Rudeus : "Y-yes, I, did a water magic, Father". He sways a little to the sides as he is still concerned whether he should be happy or cautious of us all.

Zenith : "See? Tell me now that you're not going to hire a Magician Teacher for Rudeus, won't you?

Of course, Eynor gets to be taught, too". She winks at me, knowing full well that I too want to learn about Magic, even though my previous religion banned it of use because it's heresy and is a tiny replicating fraction of God's power.

While I appreciate it, I have the courage to speak my mind out for something I'd rather develop again, that is Ranged professions like Archeries.

Me : "Thanks, Mom, but I want to shoot arrows with bows!"

With how I spoke out what I thought of, the air inside is silent right after. 'If Magic and Swords exist, so does Archeries now, wouldn't it?'. I tilt my head with a questioning motive.

Father Paul crouch as he touches my shoulder, like a reassuring paternal parent as he lets out a troubled look on his face.

Paul : " *sighs*. Eynor, those who knows how to pull arrows on their bows, Archers, they uh… They don't really exist nowadays". He takes a few glance to the others who are standing still, with Rudeus being curious on why this is. "I'd rather you learn Magic or, better, Swordsmanship rather than Archeries, because they can only turn out to be a 'Waste' of your time that you can spend on the other professions". He put a big emphasis on the word 'Waste', like he experienced this road before us two.

'… Damn It'. I clench my fist as my head feels heavy and hot, gritting my teeth.

Mother Zenith walks towards us, seeing how I was down now that I realized Archers are not recognized as something respectable in this era.

Zenith : "Paul! That's not for you to decide! Look what you've done, He's crying!"

When she defended me, I wipe my face and sees that I cried the first time since I am living in this world, and it's a rejection of me wanting to press on the talents I've developed on my previous life. 'Wow, can't believe I finally cried after all these years. *Sniffs* '

His eyes got pulled back a little before getting back to normal.

Paul : "I-… you're right.

Eynor, I'm, sorry for being angry at you". He reaches his hands out to me, waiting for me to raise my arms up to be picked up again.

I step back a little, and pushes my way out of the door with the intention of getting downstairs and let it all out on something, somewhere. 'Fuck, FUCK! The ONLY Thing that I've been wanting to learn again from my days, and I can't have them?! Godda-…. AGH!'

Paul and Zenith : "Eynor! What are you…? / Eynor! Where are you going!"

*Slam*

Swinging out of the house after getting my footwear, I'm running away out of their sight to someplace quiet and safe, like a river or a tree I can sit by.

Me : " *panting* Why?! WHY?!"

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