Chapter 01 - Cursed Boy

[Hehe. I finally got you! You damn kid!]

He was thrown out of the store like they were throwing away a piece of garbage.

I was thrown on the wet floor, and the bread I had just stolen was dirty with mud.

[How dare you steal my product! You little rat!]

He kicked me in the stomach with all his might, and the taste of blood began to spread through my mouth.

The day I 《stole》 for the first time, I was prepared for my own 《death》 .

[Today is the day you’re going to pay!]

[Hey! Let me do that too! This boy was stealing from us too!]

The adults who were waiting for me stepped on my little body one by one.

[What! What’s with that look! Do you have any complaints with us?]

I have a complaint.

I was just hungry and almost dying.

Otherwise, nobody would like to steal.

The world is not fair.

There are orphans like me who live their days near death, while others live happily in a warm room.

Noble.

Apparently, that’s what people who are born in a privileged position in this world are called.

Right now, even while I’m drinking the mud, the nobility is probably drinking a hot soup.

As long as I can remember, I’ve been going through the garbage looking for food, so there’s no way these guys can understand how I feel.

[Hey… this kid… what a look that is!]

[Damn! Lick the dirty floor!]

With the hysterical voices, the men took something that was lying on the floor and threw it at me.

It’s a rock.

If it hits me, I can’t escape being hurt.

But I won’t avoid them.

For some reason, I had a feeling that I would be able to repel the stones flying against me.

[Ah! Look, it’s magic!]

The men let out a scream.

The stones that flew in the air were repelled by the wind, making the bodies of men tremble.

[It can’t be true….! How can this boy use magic…?!]

[I thought magic could only be used by noblemen!]

The men are shouting something.

This is a story I discovered only later.

It was said that most people who could use magic were born into noble families.

But there is an exception for everything.

Ordinary people with magical skills like me, were called 《Cursed Blood》 and treated as abominations.

Perhaps, he can be saved…?

The moment the men were scared, I kicked the muddy ground.

[Oh, hey! Stop there for me!]

Next time he was caught, he would have no life.

It wasn’t like I was aiming anywhere.

However, I was running on the road at night with dark clouds.

I walked, day after day.

The rain that fell turned into snow.

My vision became blurred, and my thoughts gradually became confused.

I was at the limit of my strength, so I leaned my back against a wall in an alleyway of a strange city, and watched the snow fall from the sky in silence.

[Haha. Boy, that sounds pretty terrible.]

I heard a wrinkled voice.

When I opened my heavy eyelids, there was a man.

[His ribs are broken. His nutrition is bad and his cold burns are terrible. You lost the feeling in your fingertips a long time ago, didn’t you?]

The gray-haired man analyzed my condition as casually as if he were talking about the weather of tomorrow.

[Gosh, one of the two. Choose what you think is best.]

The man spoke, with a serious look on his face different from before.

[Do you want to die as you are? You’ll die on the street, or you’ll be caught by me and live like a 《Murderer》 .]

At that time, I was too young to understand what the man meant by 《Murderer》 .

However, I instinctively knew that if I continued to expose myself in the cold as I was, I would be lifeless.

Instead of answering, I held the man’s hand in mine.

[I think that seals the deal. You, what’s your name?]

[…..]

He was an unpleasant man, I thought.

He asked, even though he realized that my voice was absent and would not leave.

[Ar… s…]

[Oh, I understand. Ars, apart from now, you are my son.]

It was the moment when a light shone on my world that had been dark.

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