Chapter 3

I will submit the third chapter.

Feeling the brightness of the light streaming in from the window, my consciousness awakens.

Suddenly, I realize that a beautiful woman with brown hair is holding me in her arms.

Ah... right, I was reincarnated.

"Ah... ba!"

"Yes, yes, it's your mother, Ain."

It seems my name is Ain.

And this beautiful woman is my mother, I guess.

"Uh-huh. Thank you for being born so healthy."

I'm glad my mother is beautiful.

Hmm, but is the language the same as Japanese?

It sounds like normal Japanese, but oh well, it's probably a bonus.

Ah... I feel a bit itchy...

"Huh... gya! Gyaah!"

"Oh, are you hungry? Here, here, I'll feed you."

Hmm. If it's breast milk from such a beautiful mother, I could drink as much as I want.

It's wonderful, and I unconsciously start crying because I'm hungry.

There are some drawbacks, but I feel the benefits outweigh them.

But, I don't really feel any eroticism... is it because she's my mother?

Or is it because I'm a baby, and such thoughts don't arise?

Oh, Mother, I'm full, thank you...

"Oh, you fell asleep. Grow up to be a fine knight, Ain."

"Olivia?"

"Oh, my lord... you're a bit late."

"Hmm? I see, he fell asleep... eating and sleeping are his jobs, I suppose. I hope he grows up strong."

The room I was reincarnated into looked luxurious.

It's probably a count's family, what a lucky draw.

...I hope I can live a peaceful life without getting involved in political struggles. Is that too much to ask?

Oh well, I'll rest for now; I'm so sleepy...

Mother says I'll grow up to be a fine knight... sorry, but my ability is—

* * *

"Alright, let's organize the information."

It's been four years since I was reincarnated into this world.

I didn't have any trouble with language from the start, though it took a while before I could speak.

First, my physical abilities. I definitely have an advantage here.

I grow faster than others, and I can often win races against seven-year-olds.

Then there's the magic I've been waiting for.

I've had several opportunities to encounter magic since coming to this world.

I read in the study I sneaked into that there are many attributes in magic, but there's no specific attribute one can't use.

However, the difficulty and proficiency vary.

I tried the basics, and I didn't find any particular weaknesses in magic.

"Regarding these two points, it might be a bonus."

There was no such explanation from God.

But, having all these talents lined up so well is a bit suspicious.

My father is a famous general in the country, and my mother was a magician who worked in the castle, so genetics might play a role.

Genetics are strong in this world.

Even if it's due to genetics, it's a bonus that comes with being born into a count's family.

Even if it's not genetics, the benefit of being born with such talents is undeniable.

But there's one thing I'm sure is a bonus. I can study and remember things quickly.

I've already memorized the history of the Heim Kingdom up to the age of 14.

I couldn't do that in my previous life.

I couldn't even imagine it.

"And my face isn't bad, either."

I inherited my mother Olivia's beautiful brown hair and my father Logas's handsome features.

I'm confident that I have a promising appearance.

"Yep, I'm a lucky draw!"

I can understand why you'd want to shout "Shao La!"—I didn't expect things to go this well.

Unfortunately, I don't have any special skills, but Mother said I can become a fine knight, so I'm trying my best.

"Ain?"

"Coming right away!"

By the way, I'm currently on a break from training with my father.

Well, "training" is a bit of an exaggeration; I just dance around with a wooden sword.

"Oh, there you are, you naughty boy."

...There's one thing I don't like.

This woman, this lady.

"Alma, Mother... good morning."

"Good morning. It must be tough for Lord Logas... training a child who has no talent in combat or magic."

"...I'm very grateful to Father."

"Indeed. But it's a good thing... that my child has become a Holy Knight, unlike you."

In this country, talents and skills are diagnosed at birth.

Of course, I was diagnosed too, and it was revealed that I have EX-level toxin decomposition.

Everyone was surprised when they saw "EX," but it's just toxin decomposition.

It's fine; I knew that...

In contrast, my younger brother, born to the concubine Alma, was born with the cool title of Holy Knight.

He's two years younger, so he can't train yet, but Father is looking forward to it and has high expectations.

By the way, my brother, Grindt, has inherited Alma's blonde hair and has the makings of a handsome face.

"Yes, I'm causing trouble for Father, and I feel very sorry. That's why I'm trying my best... to be of some help. Of course, I don't want to tarnish Alma's name."

"Hehe... yes. I hope you can be of help to Grindt, the future heir."

Shut up.

Of course, Grindt has a higher chance of becoming the heir.

Even the old lady is much nicer and sweeter to Grindt than to me.

There have been times when I didn't get any souvenirs, and Mother secretly added some for me. Thank you, Mother.

"Yes, that's right. I'm sorry, but Father called me, so I'll be going now."

"Yes, you shouldn't keep him waiting. Go on."

You're the one who called me.

I'll get you for that blonde drill.

Sigh... I hope I don't get exiled or anything, which I've been thinking recently.

I don't want to be separated from Mother, who has awakened my mother complex (sincerely).

"Ain, you're late! What were you doing? Come quickly when I call you."

"I'm sorry. I was called by Alma, Mother."

"…I see. What did she say?"

"She said I should work hard to be of help to Father and Grindt."

"Is that so. And what did you say?"

"…Of course, I said I would. Is there something wrong?"

"No, nothing. Then let's start today's training. Get your sword."

"Yes! I'll do my best today too!"

Father, Logas, wants me to assert my strength and efforts more.

But both Grindt and Alma are important to Logas, so he doesn't say anything bad about them.

He also doesn't intend to tell me not to be rude to them.

* * *

While the first son of the Roundheart family, Ain, was in the bath, a maid was tidying up his room.

Despite being young, he was very well-behaved, intelligent, and kind to the servants, and he was well-liked by the maids.

"Okay... the bed is made, and now..."

Ain's room, being the first son of a count's family, wasn't overly luxurious.

The expensive items were mainly the bed and sofa for resting.

The maid, of course, didn't skimp on cleaning and gently tapped the sofa to remove the dust, ensuring that Ain, the owner of the room, could live comfortably.

"Oh? Is it out again..."

Ain's room, unlike the others, had a tendency for the lights to go out easily.

The lights were powered by small magic stones that provided the magic energy to illuminate them.

"Hmm... are there a lot of defective ones lately? This is the third time this month—let me replace it."

Ain's room had already had its magic stone replaced twice this month.

Normally, one replacement per month is sufficient, so having to replace it three times in a month was certainly unusual.

"Maybe Ain, who's always hungry, eats them... just kidding. Eating a magic stone when you're hungry would make you sick, and it probably doesn't taste good anyway."

The maids jokingly speculated that Ain might be absorbing the contents of the magic stones, which is why they kept losing their effect.

Being compared to the family must be tough.

But Ain, who is likely mentally strengthened, will keep trying his best.