Chapter 1

【Manga Adaptation Begins】

The manga adaptation of "Reincarnated Heavy Knight" has started on "Yanmaga WEB"! (2022/2/11)

Today was the day of my, Elma Edvane's, "Rite of Blessing."

In the Edvane family's grand hall, relatives had gathered and were quietly watching over me.

The "blessing" is also called a class, a power granted by the gods to enable frail humans to combat monsters.

Those who obtain a class not only have their physical abilities enhanced but also gain various skills.

Classes include Magic Swordsmen, Black Mages, and others, each with different combat styles and roles.

The day of the "Rite of Blessing" begins the year after one turns fifteen.

It is said that one's class is influenced by bloodline, words and actions, and destiny, and the fifteen years leading up to the "Rite of Blessing" are the time when the gods determine the essence of the new warrior.

The class of the head of the house greatly affects the authority of the noble family.

The Edvane family has traditionally possessed the powerful class of Sword Saint, which has protected and guided the territory.

Naturally, as the next head of the house, I am expected to take on this role.

"It's fine, Elma. I, your father, know very well how diligently you have trained. You are my child... the God of Swords will surely grant you a powerful class."

My father, the head of the Edvane family, placed his hand on my shoulder.

"Yes, I understand, Father. I am not worried at all."

I bowed slightly to my father and headed towards the old priest.

The "Rite of Blessing" is usually conducted in a church, but this old priest was specially invited to the manor by my father for my "Rite of Blessing."

Moreover, he is the highest-level priest in the city, at [Lv: 50].

While the quality of the priest does not affect the class, this is more like a wish for me to get a good class, out of parental love.

However... what is this? This situation feels strangely familiar.

Ever since I was young, whenever I learned or saw something, I often felt as if I had known it before.

Well, it's probably just a coincidence...

"Then, young master, please allow me. 'Baptism'!"

As the old priest spoke, a blue-white light from a magic circle appeared around me.

I could feel something... a power settling into my body.

"Baptism" is a skill belonging to holy magic, capable of manifesting a blessing, or class, in those who meet the conditions.

"It is now complete. You should be able to use 'Status' now."

"Status" is a power that anyone with a class can use.

It projects the status of one's class as text in the space, allowing one to check it.

"Yes, then... 'Status'!"

As I chanted, light gathered, and the "Status" formed in my hand.

Seeing it, I was taken aback.

Indeed, I know this.

Five years, no, even before that... yes, before I was born.

This world is exactly the same as the VR-supported online game "Magic World" that I played extensively in my previous life.

Though it's hard to understand, there's no other way to explain it.

I spent days playing this game for up to twenty hours, knowing it inside and out.

Perhaps my obsession in my previous life transcended the boundaries of reincarnation.

At that moment, I felt a sense of joy and a certainty of victory.

The former joy was from entering the world of the game I was passionate about.

The latter certainty of victory came from my knowledge of all the classes, skills, and monster properties in "Magic World."

In "Magic World," when creating a character, one answers nearly twenty questions from the gods of this world, and the class is determined based on the answers.

It seems that in this world, the class is determined by one's life up to the age of fifteen.

Since a newborn cannot be interviewed about their life, this might be a result of the alignment between reality and the game.

I have the confidence to excel in any class, but I really want the class I used to love in "Magic World."

I prayed and looked at the "Status."

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[Elma Edvane]

Class: Heavy Knight

Lv: 1

HP: 10/10

MP: 4/4

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The moment I saw the display, a smile welled up inside me.

I won... the Heavy Knight, known as the cheat class and the strongest in "Magic World."

The Heavy Knight is a defense-focused class that attracts enemy attacks to protect allies.

At least, that's what was said for a while after the game's launch.

However, it was considered a defective class, even worse than other defensive classes, with limited versatility and low attack power, making it difficult to level up.

In "Magic World," the key to character development was how efficiently one could level up.

At that point, the Heavy Knight, which could not actively attack, was considered abandoned by the game's concept.

Still, there were enthusiasts. A while after the game's launch, a team dedicated to thoroughly analyzing the Heavy Knight's performance emerged.

When something is said to be useless, people naturally want to try it out.

I was also interested and helped with the analysis by creating a Heavy Knight as a sub-character.

The result was that the Heavy Knight was a highly technical character, using defense as a cover.

While it required vast knowledge, skill, and ingenuity, once mastered, it had the potential to surpass other top-tier classes.

This was discovered five years after the game's launch.

I even switched my main character to the Heavy Knight, having used it for so long.

Perhaps it was inevitable that I would draw the Heavy Knight.

If the gods were judging, they wouldn't have assigned me to another class after I dedicated so much to the Heavy Knight in my previous life.

"I did it, Father! It's the Heavy Knight!"

Being able to draw a cheat class I knew so well in a one-shot, no-redo situation was a significant advantage.

I reported this with joy.

However, Father looked at me with a twisted face.

"W-What did you just say? S-Sword Saint, right?"

Seeing Father's expression, I remembered belatedly.

I had confused it with my previous life's memories.

In this world, easily recognizable strong classes are celebrated, while late-blooming or technical classes are undervalued.

This is probably because the analysis and verification of classes have not progressed.

"No, that's..."

As I hesitated, Father approached me with a demonic look.

"Show me... show me!"

He stood next to me and peered at the "Status."

"H-Heavy Knight!? What does this mean!? All the stats are low, and it doesn't even have decent attack skills, just a mere puppet... a clear dud class!"

Father spat and cursed me.

I couldn't understand.

While Father could be selfish, he was also strict yet kind to me, his son.

I never expected him to change so drastically.

"Please, calm down. Not all the stats are low; HP and defense are top-tier..."

"Such things don't matter! You've disgraced my face! How will I explain this to other noble families? For the Edvane family to draw such a dud class! It must be due to your laziness and rotten nature! There's no other explanation! You useless brat!"

Father grabbed my collar and threw me to the floor.

I hit the ground hard.

"Ugh! Cough..."

My side hit the floor, and the air was forced out of my lungs.

While he probably held back, I was still hit by the strength of a father who had fought monsters on the front lines many times, in my [Lv: 1] state.

I was lucky to be alive. I could have been killed by the impact.

"Huff, huff... Damn! I didn't expect this, but it's a good thing it happened inside the manor! If I had exposed such a disgrace outside, what would have become of the Edvane family!"

Father shouted and scratched his head.

"Ah, trusting Elma was a mistake! My misfortune is not having a worthy heir after this failure! I should have taken action earlier!"

The relatives were silent, watching us.

Some looked down on me, while others seemed sympathetic but did not intervene.

The word of the head of the Edvane family was absolute.

In this world, where class and level dominate everything, the power of nobles and authorities is even stronger than in my previous country, Japan.

The heads of upper noble families are all top-tier heroes with powerful classes and absolute levels, creating a society where commoners cannot defy them.

While "Magic World" wasn't that extreme, this might be the result of the game world aligning with reality.

"Um, I'm also supposed to undergo the 'Rite of Blessing,' right?"

The silence was broken by a black-haired girl.

She had large, long-lashed eyes and fair, beautiful skin.

Her well-defined features were marred by a thin expression and limp hair, giving off a slightly ominous aura.

She was a child of a branch family of the Edvane family, the daughter of my uncle, my father's younger brother.

Her name is Maris.

I remember playing with her a few times when we were young, but my father seemed to dislike our meetings and kept us apart.

We haven't spoken much in the past five years, only seeing each other from a distance.

"H-However, now is not the time...!"

The old priest, urged by Maris, glanced at me.

He probably wanted to delay it until Father calmed down.

"No, it's fine. Start the 'Rite of Blessing' quickly."

But Father suddenly changed his expression and told the old priest.

At that moment, I had a bad feeling.

The old priest immediately cast the "Baptism" spell on Maris as he had done with me.

Maris opened her "Status" and twisted her mouth, smiling faintly.

"Sword Saint... I'm sorry, Elma, but it seems I've taken your talent."

My bad feeling was confirmed.

Father, with his high self-esteem and arrogance, often looked down on branch family members, insulting and giving unreasonable orders.

Learning that a branch family member had obtained the Sword Saint class would only make his bad mood worse...

"Marvelous, Maris...! You are truly a member of the Edvane family!"

Father shed tears of joy and embraced Maris.

"Maris, from today, you are my daughter... the successor of the Edvane family!"

I was stunned, just watching the scene.

Others were similarly shocked.

Maris, with her usual emotionless eyes, observed Father's face.

She then glanced at me, our eyes meeting.

She twisted her mouth, a thin smile on her face.

"Elma... no, Elma, being the next head of the family is too much for you, I've thought so for a long time."

As Maris spoke, Father finally seemed to remember me, releasing her and turning to me.

"Get out, Elma! You, who have betrayed my expectations, are no longer my son. A Heavy Knight in the Edvane family is a disgrace! Leave this manor immediately!"

"Father, that's a bit...! The Heavy Knight is a strong class! I will surely make the Edvane family...!"

"Be quiet! Do you think I'm being harsh, Elma? No! You have done this! Never show your face here again! Don't use the Edvane name outside, or I will cut off your head!"

Father shouted, not listening to my words.

I was given a small amount of money and ordered to leave the manor that day.

【Manga Adaptation Begins】

The manga adaptation of "Reincarnated Heavy Knight" has started on "Yanmaga WEB"!

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