Nobody Can Hurt You - 590

After a brief moment of looking into the child's innocent eyes, she pinched his cheek before walking away and standing against a wall.

The other 7 children in the room came and gathered around as she moved away.

The Mother, Skyler, smiled wryly. 

Skybelle had always been like this. After all, she was one of the most talented swordswomen in the entire kingdom. 

Even her own siblings feared and respected her. 

Skymender looked up at the faces around him. He was truly not Zhou Fan, and he did not have any thoughts otherwise. In fact, he had little thoughts at all right now.

Perhaps Zhou Fan had underestimated his own mind or power, but there were still traces of him in the child. It was indeed completely different from him, but Zhou Fan's personality would have a slight effect on the child.

In addition, the child's eyes were green. This was something that everyone noticed. All of his siblings stared into his eyes with awe. They were incredible. Only the eldest sister had been able to look away. From afar, even Baron Sky had started looking at his eyes.

A normal baby would not be able to see for a while after being born, but it seemed as if the golden light of the Priestess had hastened this process. 

After a while, Baron Sky and the children left the room, and eventually the building. Only Skymender was left behind along with his mother, Skyler.

This is where the true "Reincarnation" of Zhou Fan began.

Three years later, Skymender gained the ability to form memories, and as such, his life changed. He had known how to walk and talk from a surprisingly young age.

Even though he was only at the age of three, he could speak at the level of a five year old. It wasn't unbelievable talent, but his parents were excited that he seemed at least a bit out of the ordinary, and in a good way.

Skymender looked different from Zhou Fan. He had taken the traits of his family, with only the green eyes being unique, something the women of his family found very charming.

He had short brown hair and a slightly above average face. 

Skymender began to run around, playing with his youngest sister, the 8th child and the youngest besides him, Skytear. She was three years older than him, and she got along with Skymender quite well.

Suddenly, Skymender stopped running. 

"What am I doing?" He asked himself.

This was the exact moment his consciousness fully developed.

Looking forward, his sister, Skytear, stopped and looked at him in concern.

"Is everything alright, Brother?" She asked.

"Yep. I was just a little confused." Skymender responded.

"Want to keep playing?" She asked.

Skymender shook his head. "I am going to look for Eldest Sister."

Skytear pouted, but did not complain as Skymender left.

He ran around the house looking for his Eldest Sister. As expected, he found her in the yard, practicing with a sword. 

She was nearly an adult now. Skymender found himself lost as he watched. He was not focused on his Eldest Sister, who countless people throughout the kingdom would find unbearably enchanting, but the movements of the sword.

It was as if he was staring at the stars.

His mouth unconsciously moved. "Sloppy."

He muttered it so quietly that he couldn't even hear it himself.

At that moment, his Eldest Sister noticed him. She stopped and looked at him with a smile. 

"Want to play?" She asked.

Skymender snapped out of his trance as the sword stopped. "Yes. Let's play with swords."

Skybelle hesitated for a moment before nodding with a smile.

She tossed Skymender a wooden sword and took one herself.

Skymender could barely even walk with accuracy.

He "ran" forward and slashed, but Skybelle stepped to the side. 

He slashed horizontally, but she took a step back.

Skymender continuously attacked, but he was effortlessly dodged. As he ran out of breath and his attacks slowed to a near halt, Skybelle met sword with sword.

Moving her sword in a circular motion, Skymenders sword flew out of his hand. He panted and sat down.

Skybelle kneeled in front of him, offering a piggyback ride.

Skymender graciously accepted.

As they walked, Skybelle spoke. "You know that nothing could ever happen to you, right?"

Skymender nodded. He had heard this countless times.

Although Baron Sky was indeed only a Baron, the Sky family was one of the most ancient families not only in the kingdom, but even the empire and the surrounding empires.

Though indeed only a Baron, Baron Sky held a high position in the Kingdom. His intelligence was frightening, and his heritage was incredibly long.

This, combined with his sister's status as a future Sword Master of the imperial army, made the odds of Skymender ever being hurt by someone else nearly zero. It was quite good luck to be born in such a family.

Skymender fell asleep on his sister's back, who took him to his room and sat him on his bed. When he woke up, it was dinner time.

Though drowsy, Skymender obediently got up as a knock sounded on his door.

There was no need for the person behind it to even speak. Skymender struggled to get off of his bed and opened the door.

"Dinner time." The old servant said.

Skymender nodded and walked down the hall with the servant. He was led to a dinner table, with him being the only one not yet there.

"If it isn't Skymender the independent. Look at you, so mature for your age." His Eldest Brother commented.

Nobody could tell if it was a genuine compliment or a backhanded one. 

His Eldest brother was named Sky the 2nd. He was the heir, and when he inherited the Barony, his name would become Sky, just as his forefathers.

But for now, they just called him Eldest Brother.

"Thank you." Skymender said as he sat down.

Regardless of what his Eldest Brother intended to mean, he took it as a compliment.

There was no doubt that his Eldest Brother would inherit the Barony. His scores at the Imperial school were at the very top, the first in many generations of the Sky Barony.

Even the King had taken notice of him. There was indeed a royal school, but the King's own children attended the Imperial School. The Royal school was intended for nobles who failed to get into the Imperial school.

Although the highest ranked school in the Kingdom, it was truly just a school for noble failures.