Chapter 5

Now i am 2 years old I can freely walk .. From past few months i have started mana practising and for swordmanship I am increasing my stamina

In secret of course ....if my parent found out what a 2yrs old child doing ...the who knows what will happen

"Status"

Name: Ren Carter ]

[Age: 2 years]

[Race: Human ]

[Occupation : None]

[LVL:1]

[Exp : 0/100]

[HP: 20/20]

[STR: 1----7]

[Mana: 10--->18]

[AGL: 1--->4]

[VIT: 1--->2]

[STM: 1---->6]

[DEF: 1---->2]

[System points : 10]

[Skills : None]

I have increase my stamina as well as agility ...i dont know what a average person status look like ....but from what i think I am very weak ....

Also I have learn few thinks like My maid name is Amanya Watson ...We are living in small village called Salda...when I heard Name salda....I finally remember. ....why Carter name is like I heard somewhere because when catastrophe occur there is a carter family which were commoner but because they were respected by people because they save many people in their life even nobel respect them....From what i have remember when catastrophe occur they lost their child name Angelica when she was only 2 years old...

EDDA CARTER

Ren was the most adorable baby. Some mothers are besotted with their

babies even if they're homely, but that wasn't the case with me.

No.

Ren had a scruffy little patch of glowing auburn hair, playful eyes that

seemed to radiate blue light, and his gaze at times was almost… intelligent.

But I wasn't besotted. I planned to be a strict and just mother. I knew I

couldn't rely on my husband to teach little Art any common sense. For God's

sake, he'd tried to teach my baby how to fight when he could barely crawl.

I knew the little rascal would turn out just like his father if I let him. When he

started crawling, I was so proud I was on the verge of tears, but I didn't know

how much of a handful he'd be as he became more mobile.

I couldn't take my eyes off him for a singlemoment before he'd crawl into

the study room. It was very strange. We made sure to buy him lots of stuffed

animals and wooden toys to play with, but he always ended up going to the

study room. In that, at least, he was the direct opposite of his father—

Jack shied away from texts longer than the weekly newspaper.

My son seemed interested in a lot of things. I couldn't get enough of seeing

his head, so disproportionate to his little body, turning left and right while

trying to take in everything around him. Seeing how excited Ren got when we

went out to town, I began doing the shopping every other day instead of twins a week

No, I was not besotted with him. It was just for his education regarding the

outside world and for fresh food in the house. Nothing more than that.

He was particularly intrigued by his father's practicing. Jack had been a

competent adventurer back in the day—he was a B-class adventurer by the

age of twenty-eight, which was a pretty fast climb. To keep from sending

eager but ignorant adolescents to their deaths, the Adventurers Guild, where I

worked as a medic-in-training, required applicants to pass a test before

acquiring their E-class rank—the lowest. As for the higher ranks, I'd only

seen a couple of A-class adventurers in my years of working there, and I had

never seen an S-class adventurer, though I assumed they diReyn

one of the best moments of all had to be when he said his first word:

'mama.'

He said 'mama' first!

I told him to say it again and again, just to make sure I didn't hear wrong, and

Jack sulked for the entire day because Ren said 'mama' before 'dada.'

I put on a stern face and reprimanded Jack for being so childish, but I

secretly relished the fact that I had won.

I was so content in those months, with my son close by me wherever I went.

Together, we would frequently watch through the window as his father

practiced after dinner. I was glad Jack had given up being an adventurer

and taken the post as a town guard instead. Being an adventurer might have

brought in more money, but not knowing when or if my husband would come

home was not worth any amount of extra money. Especially after what had

happened on our last quest together.

Little Ren never got sick, but I often found him sitting motionless with his

eyes closed. At first, I thought he might be having trouble relieving himself,

but that didn't seem to be the case. It was strange, and I didn't know what to

make of it. I'd thought babies that age were supposed to be energetic and

flighty, but he seemed to expend most of his energy escaping to the study

room, only to sit there, perfectly still—almost as if he was meditating.

I worried at first, but although it happened a couple of times a day, it only

lasted for a few minutes, and Ren always seemed strangely happy afterward.

The way he held his arms up and looked up at me made me just want to

gobble him up...

Author note

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