Chapter 2: Episode 2
The sun filtered through the window in the morning, illuminating the adorable young face of a boy of about 7 years old who was lying on a spacious bed resting peacefully, some burn marks could be seen on his young face and some parts of their exposed skin, but they seemed to be much less severe than before.
The boy had an adorable and quite feminine face, due to the circumstances during his birth he had a very "special" upbringing, but fortunately, the situation changed, and now he enjoys more "freedom".
Sitting next to the bed was a dignified and elegant middle-aged woman, who displayed an authoritative yet caring aura and appearance as she looked at her bedridden son.
She was Sylke Guthald, the bedridden boy's mother and head of the Guthald noble family, a renowned mage in the Fairoth kingdom and surrounding kingdoms.
Because the predominant magic in the realm was spirit and contract magic, females in it were held in high regard, as they typically have higher levels of compatibility with these prominent talents, and are particularly talented over everyone in the Sylke realm. he managed to make a name for himself in the kingdom before assuming his position as head of the Guthald family.
This famous and prominent figure of the kingdom was currently with a worried expression on his dignified face as he looked at his son who was still unconscious after having passed out for three days.
Even though he was directly hit by lightning, because he had a protective spell on him at the time it shouldn't have done much damage besides a few lacerations, but according to the doctor for some reason, he received a strong spiritual impact which he has had him unconscious until now and his personality might have changed drastically due to traumas and their aftermath.
At that moment I notice a slight movement in the child's eyelids, who little by little tried to open his eyes, so returning to a serious and disinterested expression, I wait patiently for his son to wake up.
- Hmm…
With a small sound coming out of his mouth the boy finally opened his unfocused eyes as he looked around in a daze, despite his unfocused gaze it was highlighted by his bright and unique light green eyes that looked uniform and disinterested everywhere.
Then, seeming to notice something, he looked in Sylke's direction with a little more clarity in his eyes.
- Mother?...
He muttered a little strangely under his breath, wondering more to himself than to the person in front of him.
- Looks like you've finally woken up, Beori.
Sylke answered curtly, not showing a trace of the previously visible concern on his face, trying to maintain a dignified and strict demeanor.
- First of all, I would like to know what you were doing near the sacred tree with that metal rod before the… accident.
I continue talking without giving Beori time to worry about anything else in the environment
- I... I don't remember... I think someone had asked me, but now I'm not so sure...
Hearing his son's confused words, Sylke showed a slightly doubtful expression before a flash of anger flashed through him, which he quickly suppressed as he resumed his previous expression and continued talking to Beori.
- Well, forget it, for now, Dr. Debwyn said that your physical injuries are only skin deep and you'll recover with a few days' rest, but if you feel unwell for any reason or have a bad headache talk to the doctor or Beorth.
Saying his part, he quickly got up and prepared to leave, seeing that his son had already woken up and there seemed to be nothing wrong with him, he decided that it was unnecessary to watch him any longer, but just when he reached the door of the room he turned to look at him. last time and leave a few words before leaving.
- From now on don't follow the instructions of anyone else apart from me and your father… take care of yourself.
Even long after Sylke had left the room, Beori continued to stare unfocused in the direction of the door, until at some point he seemed to regain focus in his eyes before sighing anxiously.
- *Sigh* I would like to tell mother the truth… but I am really afraid that they will take me for crazy and hate me, or even worse, that they will think that I am a child of taboo…
Despite having regained focus in his gaze, it was still somewhat strange, his pupils were strangely dilated and he maintained a very neutral expression as if he was looking everywhere at the same time, but on his childish and adorable face, he gave a unique impression. and in a way... adorable.
- But that place of fragmented memories is very strange… nine heavens, eighteen hells, outside world… besides all those strange animals and techniques of… cultivation? – The boy murmured in a low voice, still looking aimlessly around the room.
Rising from the bed despite her mother's warning, she stretched out one hand up to the sky and the other straight down, when a strange, almost transparent aura began to gather in each hand before suddenly dispersing as if startled by something.
As this happened the Beori's face suddenly turned paler than before and he fell to his knees on the ground while clutching his chest with one hand and coughing.
- What the hell was that! I just followed the instructions for one of those rare techniques and almost killed myself! But the memories show that it should have magical effects… What's going on?
With a shocked expression on his adorable young face he was showing a very comical scene, but due to some blood seeping from the corner of his lips no one who saw him could find the courage to laugh.
- Young master! What are you doing out of bed when you should be resting?!, plus it looks like your wounds have reopened lie down and rest while I look for Dr. Debwyn...
At that moment, with a cry of panic, a middle-aged man entered the room, wearing a clean and tidy black uniform, the same used by the servants and employees of the mansion, he was Beorth, Beori's butler.
He had an ordinary appearance that would not stand out even in a small crowd, but he displayed a serious and responsible demeanor typical of butlers, which marked him out to take the position of Beori's mayor.
He seemed to be extremely worried about Beori's current state as he helped him back onto the bed and prepared to seek help from the doctor, but Beori stopped him, his current injuries are a bit special as they were caused by trying to use those strange techniques in your memories.
But because something fundamental about them did not exist in this place, he received an adverse reaction from the higher laws of this world, fortunately, he noticed the anomaly early and cut off the communication before receiving a worse reaction, or he could have died on the spot.
And because of this he wanted to prevent a professional from checking his current wounds and he might notice something strange about them, no matter how strange everything that had happened had been, he knew a little about this world and he knew that it was better not to reveal anything until he was Sure, he also had a strange feeling that if he carelessly revealed what he knew, he might end up causing a disaster for himself.
It took quite some time to calm down the nervous Beorth until he finally put the matter behind him, but even so, I prepared all kinds of medicines for Beori and cast a simple healing spell on him, at that moment Beori experienced a strange sensation of surprise in his body and of done in his conscience when a feeling of surprise and unawareness came over him at the healing magic being used on him, even though it was not the first time he had witnessed or been supplied with such magic.
Softly whispering a chant in a language unknown to Beori, he felt a strange circular force in the nearby atmosphere before gathering in the palms of Beorth's hands and becoming a strange, yet comfortable aura surrounding him, this was undoubtedly the magic that he had always known, but then why did he have that feeling as if it was the first time he had seen it?
He could feel his injury getting significantly better, although he still felt that it had some aftereffects due to it being caused by world laws, he could deal with them slowly in the future...
After treating Beori, Beorth left the room to report that his young master had woken everyone up, shortly after several people passed through the room to greet him and see his current state, mostly servants and workers of the mansion.
When Dr. Debwyn visited him and tried to check on his current status, Beori politely turned him down, although seeing a 7-year-old be polite and treat the doctor with care after being so spoiled before was a bit strange no one said anything anymore which could be a sequel to the spiritual commotion.
Then came some more distinguished and important visitors, some inexpensive and showy clothes who seemed to be merchants visiting the mansion, others in elegant and luxurious clothes, but not so showy, probably some noble friends of the house.
In front of them was a middle-aged man with a robust and tall physique, but he was wearing elegant and expensive-looking clothes that stood out from the others, next to him a young man of about 15 years old very similar to him with a remarkable physique for his age and a disinterested expression on his face.
They were Aman Warhall the first husband of his mother Sylke Guthald and the strongest knight in the mansion, next to him was Wilhelm Guthald his son and half brother of Beori, he was the first son of the mansion and very outstanding talent in the kingdom due to his potential as a knight.
He had very few good memories of interacting with them before awakening the fragmented memories, and therefore very few feelings about these individuals, but he still greeted them politely from his bed, pretending to be very weak, in part so as not to have to show a lot of etiquettes in front of so many important people and on the other hand for them to leave quickly.
Shortly after giving a few courteous greetings and giving their blessings for the Beori to get well, they all left the room, until the end Wilhelm was simply uninterested in everything and did not say a word to Beori even once, but Aman who had a The smile on his face at all times gave Beori a very uncomfortable feeling all the time.
Already in the evening almost at night, it seemed that all the guests had stopped flowing through the room, Beori who was tired of so many formalities could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but just then the door was opened again when someone entered, Beori was about to say that he was exhausted and did not want any more visitors until he noticed the person who entered.
He was a boy of about 10 years old, with brown hair different from Beori's black hair, but a quite similar face, since he was older he looked much more mature even for his current age and had a lot of concern written on his face, despite Since he seemed to be very sweaty and exhausted, he ran towards Beori without worrying about his condition.
- Brother you finally woke up! – The boy exclaimed before strongly hugging Beori soaking him with the sweat of his training uniform.
He was Thyred Guthald, the second son of Sylke and older brother of Beori, he was the son of his mother's second marriage, but his father had died in an important battle on the border almost 10 years ago, so he grew up practically without a father, due to To this from a very young age he dedicated himself entirely to training and becoming a powerful knight to avenge his father in the war, but because he did not have outstanding talent like Wilhelm he was not as prominent or recognized until now.
Due to devoting himself so much to training, he was a bit lonely and isolated, but he treated Beori very well since he was the person he was closest to, despite the fact that his parents were different, they got along very well and it was a clear contrast between his relationship with Wilhelm... or at least that's what Beori remembered.
- Looks like you've been practicing really hard until now brother.
He answered with a small Beori smile, Thyred seemed a little surprised by the change in Beori's attitude, but then ignored it since he was warned that this could have happened to him because of the recent accident, shaking his head he continued his conversation with his brother.
- Not much! I'm just trying hard to become an outstanding knight and avenge my father, but I'm still a long way from my goal...
He replied with a sad look on his face, despite being only a 10-year-old boy, he seemed to have gone through a lot and matured equally for his age, which brought back various memories for Beori, more specifically of the inherited fragments, for which he could feel quite sympathy and appreciation towards this brother of his.
After that the two brothers continued talking until the sun went down in the west and two moons shone radiantly in the sky, it was a very light and entertaining conversation in which Thyred told Beori about his training and teachers, as well as the things they disliked about some of the people in the manor and his older brother Wilhelm while Beori listened patiently and gave him words of encouragement from time to time.
It was a weird experience for Thyred as he came with the intention of cheering on his little brother, but somehow he ended up being the one cheered on, but I still really enjoyed their conversation, it wasn't until the bell rang in the mansion that it announced curfew that Thyred was about to leave the room, but before leaving Beori threw an unexpected bomb at him.
- Brother Thyred, I have been thinking after this incident that until now I have been very childish and undisciplined with practice, if I had trained my magic power properly I would not have been so injured by this accident and would not have worried everyone so much, so I would like to start training with you from now on, more specifically when I fully recover.
Thyred could not believe what he was hearing, due to the special circumstances of Beori's birth, he had a very peculiar childhood until now and therefore a certain preferential treatment in which not much was demanded of him, letting him laze and have fun as he pleased. the word "train" was never in his vocabulary.
But now out of nowhere this brother of his seemed to have found enlightenment and wanted to enter the world of magic and training, but it was still a pretty good change of heart so Thyred happily agreed before walking out of the room with a smile. room.
Finding himself alone in the room again, Beori let out a small sigh of satisfaction before looking out the window at the two beautiful moons slowly rising in the starry sky.
- Two moons ehh, in those fuzzy memories I had only been able to see up to 4 moons in the sky, I wonder where they came from and why they are all in my head, but more than anything why the world seems so familiar and so strange to me time…
As he watched the scene through his window with a strange thoughtful expression on his face, Beori still had not realized what had everyone in the family so surprised, about his strange change of attitude and maturity granted out of the blue, just thinking in the mysteries of the many obtained memories...
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