Apostle of the Gods

After studying under the gods, I was safely reincarnated into a world a hundred years after the death of my previous life.

"I'll adjust it so that the whole season overlaps with the revival of the demon king, the beast of calamity!

That said, I remember the goddess looking at her throat and face.

Will Volms. That's my new name.

Appears to be a remote descendant of Edelfus Volms in his previous life.

The other day, I remembered my eighth birthday.

Apparently it's not a good idea to stuff a very young brain with memories of a previous life.

I remember that goddess saying that.

That's fine in itself. It's never too late to train your body and magic, even from the age of eight.

At the resurrection of the beast of calamity, it will be possible to take it in full season.

In my training with the gods, my potential is pushing its limits.

In addition, the gods also taught me efficient training methods for body and magic on earth.

If we train now, it won't be that hard to transcend the power of previous life.

I am now a disciple of the gods and an apostle.

"You behave splendidly as messengers of the gods!

Or so I think the goddess said.

And now, the apostle of the gods, I was ragging the large mansion of the Volms main house in the king's capital.

"Should I also train while cleaning..."

"What, I'm hanging out! It's just dinner!

I got kicked in the back.

Despite being serious about cleaning, I'm just out of my mind about rice.

The killer is the second son of the Volms main house, a twelve-year-old idiot son.

You can hit me back, but if my pretty sister gets bullied where I'm not looking, she looks pathetic.

So I apologize appropriately. It's called the Sacrifice. It's not even worth it for me to get angry.

"Oh, excuse me. I'll finish this in a minute."

"Hmm! How could Father take such useless!

Maybe he's afraid I'll be threatened with the seat of the trail.

It is utterly worrying.

I didn't think I was scared of this twelve-year-old for some reason before my memory returned.

Even if I don't remember, maybe my soul remembered my previous life and my abilities.

I ignore evil kids and go back to ragging. I want to get this over with and play with my sister.

My reaction was boring, my stupid son leaves in bad shape.

"It's a boring thing"

Two years ago, my sweet parents died in an accident.

At the same time, I was taken to the Volms main house with my younger sister, Sarya.

From then on, he was not given a satisfactory diet either, and he was being subjected to harsh labor for his children.

I hope neither my sister nor I are hungry because I have made sure of it myself when it comes to eating.

Now that I have my memory back, I can run away, but I can't leave my pretty, young sister.

Besides, the Volms are a great nobleman. I have a lot of social troubles when I poke around.

"I shouldn't have had any children..."

It seems that his cousin's genealogy has become the main family and he has become great and prestigious as a great nobleman.

"At this rate, those disciples are also to scum......, no, they should be solid"

I believe you. I think of the adorable disciples in my memory.

Apparently, my apprentice, the four of them, are still alive.

I lived to be one hundred and twenty, too.

There is no wonder that the disciples, who were around twenty years old a hundred years ago, are still alive.

The four disciples constitute a meeting of sage men, and they direct an organization called the Salvation Organization.

Even kings and popes have the power and authority to prepare for the resurrection of the beast of calamity, he said.

The disciples told me that the beast of calamity had vanished.

Perhaps he could not tell the truth to his master at death.

With that in mind, I move my hands.

I think it's a more polite and faster rag than a lined servant.

Surprisingly, I don't hate cleaning itself. It feels good to be clean.

Plus, I can build my body and magic while cleaning.

As I was passionate about training and cleaning, someone snapped at my eight-year-old little body.

It was a move that felt more like I came around on purpose rather than as a snitch.

"What a pain, dude!

"Oh, excuse me"

It was Volms, the eldest son in the main house, a fifteen-year-old kid.

The ones in the Volms main house have no talent or bad character. I can't help it.

"Where are you cleaning, you fucking kid!

"Excuse me."

I think the bad is over there, but I apologize appropriately. It's called the Sacrifice.

"What, those defiant eyes!

- Gasi.

He was beaten unreasonably. It doesn't hurt.

I think the Volms, who made a name for themselves in combat magic, should work out a little.

I'm sorry if I offended you.

"What kind of smart" saka "is that?

For some reason he started pounding about me so hard. I guess it's annoying not to cry at all.

I didn't expect you to seriously hit an eight-year-old when you were fifteen. There's more to it than grown-ups.

"Oh, please don't. Will, you're gonna die!

One of the ministers rushed in to stop him.

I have a Volms family name, so there are not many ministers who can give me a name.

Honestly, there's no damage at all. But the fifteen-year-old is seriously beating up an eight-year-old.

I guess from the looks of it, it looks life-threatening.

"Huh? Don't put 'sama' on this guy!

"I'm sorry"

The cover of me has scolded the gentle minister. I'm going to repay you in the future.

There are many good guys in the ministers. You can sneak me and my sister apart for dinner.

Volms, when the scumbags in the main house aren't watching, they can help us with our work.

"Shit! Chest shit is bad!

That's how I kicked the bucket with the water for the rag and flipped it.

Dirty water spreads around. I'm angry that I cleaned it.

"Just clean it up!

"... Got it"

"Chip! He's an obnoxious kid! Die now!"

That's what I said. One last shot, he punched me in the cheek and left.

Of course I pretend to be damaged, blow it up exaggerated and roll it on the floor.

Guard your cheeks with good magic and turn your body back at critical times.

If it's too shabby, it'll fall apart.

It takes delicate magic and physical movement to prevent it from falling apart. Just right for training.

When the fifteen-year-old walks away, the ministers rush over and say:

"Will, are you okay? Let's treat your injury. Here..."

"No, I'm fine because I'm not injured"

"No way, that's why..."

That's what the ministers start to look into my body. And I was really surprised that there were no injuries.

"They beat me up so much... What the hell is going on?

"Uh... because I was learning physical surgery from my father"

"I see. That's your children, Kruzia and Maria."

Cruzia is my father, Maria is my mother.

"Kurzia was amazing at her body and her magic."

"Maria was also a wonderful user of body surgery."

That's what the ministers say. Yeah, they're nodding. Apparently, you convinced me.

That's how much the ministers trusted my parents with their physical skills.

In the meantime, other ministers were beginning to clean the sewage that the fifteen-year-old had smashed.

"Oh, I'll do the rest, you all have work to do, don't you?

When I grabbed a rag trying to clean the water I spilled.

"I'll take care of this place. Your sergeants have gone somewhere."

That's what the ministers smiled gently at.

All the ministers of Volms, named for their combat magic, are one or other samurai.

The proud ones start wiping dirty water with rags on the floor even though it's not their original job.

I feel sorry for you.

"No, I'll do it."

"Fine, fine. Will, please rest over here."

"No, but..."

"It's not healthy to let a child labor, so rest."

With that said, one of the ministers takes me to the break room somewhat forcefully.

In the break room was Sarya, a lovely sister of three, and her pet dog Lunlun, plus several ministers.

"Oh dear!

Salia comes near on Lunlun's back with great joy. Lunlun's tail was also shaking slowly.

"Salia, were you being a good girl?

"I was!

Apparently, Salia was having Lunlun play with the ministers.

I lift Salia out of Lunlun's back. Salia pushes her chestnut hair against my chest.

I guess it's sweet. I gently stroked Salia's soft hair.

"Lunlun is always a good boy."

"Wahoo."

Shake your tail with joy.

Lunlun is a very big dog with silver hair. About my height.

I'm eight years old. The day I was born, I was lost in the mansion yard.

It's still growing, by the way. A mysterious dog. I'll pick my own bait, too.

Good enough to divide the birds and small animals we picked.

Your sergeants tried to throw it away many times, but they seem to have given it up because they will be back at some point.

Recently, Lunlun has been asked to escort Salia during the day.

Thanks to you, your sergeants can't bully Salia either, so it's very helpful.

After you stroked Lunlun, I bowed my head to the ministers.

"Thank you for always taking care of Sarya"

"Nothing! Kurzia and Maria are children."

And the ministers begin to speak with a distant eye.

"Kurzia, you are already a fine man..."

"Oh, he also treated me individually to something less identical. He was really well done."

"My magic talent is long gone."

"We've been well coached, too"

My father seems to be the reason the ministers are sympathetic to me and Salia.

"If it's true, Kruzia will take this house..."

"Stop it!

One of the ministers was about to slip his mouth and was rushed to a stop by an elderly minister.

I decided not to ask.

But I already know what I almost slipped my mouth on.

It's not hard to grasp the situation if you combine a variety of public stories.

He decided which one would take the lead, my uncle or my father, Cruzia.

Ultimately, the current lord won with the power of his wife's parents' home, and his father was flown to the border.

And he died to protect the people from the great outbreak of demons.

Haven't my disciples in their previous lives spoken out about the issue of the successors to the Volms?

In the first place, what the hell is the situation with the disciples now? I want to see you.

So I asked the minister in the middle of a chat.

"How can I meet the Sage Conference people?

"Come on... I can't imagine what to do with us people down there"

"Perhaps even your lord won't be able to see you easily."

My lord is my uncle, the current lord of the Volms, the father of fifteen-year-olds.

"If you go into the College of the Brave and complete your outstanding grades, you will be admitted to the Salvation Agency, and I think I will see you then."

"The College of the Brave?

"It's a school to find and train the next generation of brave men. The Wise Men's Conference has been created."

The fact that my disciples made it would be one of the beast remedies for catastrophe, the Demon King.

The disciples seem to work seriously well. Above all.

I asked the ministers for more information about the college. They also seem to be familiar with only the samurai.

They say you have to break through a very difficult entrance exam to enter the College of the Brave.

Instead, they said there would be no tuition and that they would also be paid for living in school.

"Can you also pay for your living?

"Yes, you can bring in a pet, and a few families can live in a dorm with you."

Then you could live with Salia and Lunlun.

And even if he falls for a college exam for the brave, he says he can enroll in another school depending on his grades.

"When it comes to another school, what is it?

"The Sage's College, the Knight's College."

In the common sense of previous life, both the College of the Wise and the College of the Knights were where the Super Elite went.

By the way, in my previous life, I also came from the College of the Wise.

It would mean that the sage's college would be difficult enough to be treated as non-slippery.

"If you're a child of Kurzia, Will, you can afford it at the College of the Brave!

The ministers look at this one with full anticipation.

"Aside from whether I can afford it, I'm going to take the entrance exam"

When I said that, the ministers nodded with great pleasure.