Immortal Sage

I think the thoughts of 'Why, just me...' and 'What did I do...' have dominated my mind since the time of my thoughts.

The skills you were born with, it's not like you can choose for yourself, for reasons that just seem unreasonable...

He said that since the opening of the ancestry called [Kensei], those born in this house were born with the skill of [Kensei].

The Skills [Kensei] of the Founding Garland are said to have been elevated by the Skills [Kensei] acquired, and even having the Skills of [Kensei] has been considered a condition as a successor to the bloodline.

Except that the skill [zone] that I was born with is not a skill that demonstrates a constant effect, the effect has not even been elucidated.

In other words, it's no different than not having that skill object, such as skills that don't even know how effective they are.

"Incompetence," "Inability Just Blood Muscles"...

None of the people who defame each other directly or face to face were so dull that they felt no sign of insulting themselves in the shadows.

Why should such a bastard...

Why are they allowed to develop the skills they were born with in order to dispel their dissatisfaction with the fact that they can only respond to their efforts without making a corresponding effort?

"The Sword of the Redemption Left by Kensei" and proud, why are you adding such a bastard under the gate and denigrating pride?

Fathers' pride is such a bastard that human appreciation depends on the skills they are born with?

Even within you, you're looking down on yourself without the skill of [Swordsman], so you're leaving a bastard like them alone?

Everything is colored with words that speak hypocrisy and beauty...

Is a world like this worth it?

What's clean!

What a hero of salvation!

WHAT... THE KING 'S SWORD THAT THE RAISLE KINGDOM PROUDS!!

It is wrong that a man who sees his son suffer from an unwarranted slander, but shows no interest whatsoever, is called and worshipped a proud hero of the nation...

In the summer of my forthcoming fourteen-year-old, I consolidated my resolve.

If my suffering is called 'dark sentiment', it is the people who have inflicted this suffering who are dirty.

If my thoughts are called 'rebellion', then this world is the crazy one.

If the salvation I seek is called 'sweetness', then everyone but me is the enemy.

Put down an iron hammer on all the people who came to me and impose sanctions on the people who left the situation behind...

Whatever hands you use!

"I... am not your tool!

When I stepped into my father's office, I pulled my sword out of my sheath against my father, who wouldn't even raise his gaze.

"Muh!?

Over the desk, my father's gaze shot me out of the chair avoiding my sword from rolling down from the top.

The intimidation unleashed by "the best swordsmen of our time" and my father's gaze, which everyone admits, blunted my movement.

"Can't accept my incompetence, distorted!?

For a moment, my spirit (so far), suppressed by the intimidation unleashed by my father, boiled again with that one voice.

"With or without skills...... human value.....................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

The voice my father unleashed is everything.

The whole assessment of me is the culprit of this man's "incompetent son" and "failure to do so" spreading in his mind.

If you seek salvation from the affection of your flesh parents, you will be reprimanded as' sweet ', and if you endure being reprimanded, you will not even' regret it '?' I've been looked down upon with a contemptuous gaze...

No, that kind of congestion makes me move.

My father is out of shape, he doesn't have anything in his hand, and now is his biggest opportunity.

If you let this opportunity slip away, you'll never get another chance for me to impose sanctions on my father.

Such a rush would make the sword orbit swell and give my father a good chance to fight back.

Twist the sword down against my father with one leg on his feet to the side of his hand, which my father prevented with a white blade.

It wasn't just the force of my arms, but this incredible move of power made my body dance into the universe.

"Be ready for more than you have pointed a blade at the Lord!

My father, pointing a cold gaze at me, not making me feel any emotions while poking at the sword he took from me with a blade removal, says in an unchallenged voice.

It happened when my father waved his sword.

A strong sense of death that dominates itself......

I've heard people look back on that life at the moment of death.

Was it a 'horse racing light'?

If you feel like time has stopped, you can look back on your life before this sword is swung down.

Looking back at this, this whole life I've only felt humiliated?

Does that make sense?

Wouldn't it be possible to poke at my father in this state?

In the next moment I thought about it that much, I was beating my father's jaw from the side at the counter and making a move to have a concussion.

The magic control of physical strengthening also showed a good level of effectiveness, even for the first time in my life, and my right arm, which struck out of my father's jaw, took away my father's consciousness lightly.

There can be no hesitation in taking the life of my father, who tried to kill me without hesitation, and I put a sword in my unconscious father's neck.