Prolog

My name is Slace Arces, a teenage boy who has a simple look but with a royal background.

I live in the capital city of Batner, the kingdom of Lacser. In this kingdom, my family has the title of Duke, a respected title. Seeing my family background, people know who the Arces family is.

The Arces family was always directly involved with the Lacser royal family, the Steallers. Since the first formation of the Lacser kingdom, my great grandfather had been friends with the first king of the Lacser kingdom, Arspila Stealler. And from then on, my family, being the Arces family, became the most influential aristocrat in the Lacser kingdom.

Ignore first about that history, back to me.

As an Arces, I have a great burden and hope about myself. Either be a great swordsman like my father or a genius wizard like my mother.

But, one of the hopes of the people disappeared from their sight let alone my mother.

In this world, children who are 5 years old will experience a revival of magic and get one of the flow of magic. for example the flow of fire magic or the rarest of light. But, honey. When I was 5 years old and examining my magic awakening through magic eyeballs, the magic ball was empty without light.

Normally, the magic eyeball will be colored according to the flow of magic that the user will have. For example, the red marked the user has a flow of fire magic. But, in my case, the magic ball was neither glowing nor colored.

A similar incident happened too. There was a user checking his magic but the magic ball did not respond to his strength and he was declared a failure of magic.

That was the most embarrassing thing for a noble family, especially a prestigious nobleman like the Arces family.

My mother's hopes were extinguished, while my father's hopes suddenly went blind.

Because I failed in magic, my father blindly taught me everything about martial arts. In order to maintain the dignity and dignity of an Arces, I was forced to train extra under my father's guidance.

When I was 10 years old and still forced in my dad's heavy training, someone came to my house. The word come is not suitable for him, but the word return is most appropriate.

Is Jean Arces, my brother. He has long dark blue hair from my mother, a handsome face and a body that looks like a warrior. Our differences are clear here. He seemed to have pure blood of Arces, while I was like dirty water in the Arces family.

We have a 2 year age difference, not too far. He went to school by my father to the kingdom of Rebiv, the kingdom of the warriors. He went there when he was 7 years old, and returned here 5 years later or he was 12 years old.

He returned from the kingdom of Rebiv not only with his bare hands. Arriving home, he surprised everyone because he was able to master the basic knowledge of swordsmanship, which usually had to be mastered by the army commander.

Not only swordsmanship, he also studied magic. Although considered to be still shallow, he showed his potential as one of the people who would become the strongest person.

Seeing this, my mother and father immediately stunned as if seeing the best diamonds.

My father immediately taught a lot of swordsmanship to my brother, and my mother also did not want to miss, he taught a lot of sorcery to my sister. In the end, I was forgotten ...

When I was about to enter my 12th birthday, I just sat on a park bench in my yard.

Enjoying the afternoon of the day and the flow of the warm evening breeze. Alone, without being accompanied by anyone as if forgotten.

Because of the warm dusk wind, I accidentally fell asleep on the bench bench.

While I was asleep, I dreamed of seeing all sorts of strange memories that seemed to have just happened.

In that dream, I saw huge towering buildings and a variety of strange transportation.

I fell asleep in the dream, until finally I could only fall asleep ...

And as soon as I regained consciousness, the night had arrived but no one cared for me even the servants did it.

But, when I want to get up, a huge headache attacks me. My body shook violently and tears fell from my eyes, but for some reason I was silent and could not scream.

After a few moments, the pain that attacked me finally disappeared and consciousness returned.

Suddenly I remembered something I should never have done. I remember it clearly even in detail. I am a reincarnation.