Reincarnation Monarch

Less than two months have passed since the incident in which Gaius was to have flooded his chamber and then be forbidden to use magic.

It was autumn on the calendar, but the sun still shines sharply on the white walls of the houses.

The walls burned in the morning by the brilliant sunlight even before noon are so hot that they cannot be touched.

Nevertheless, the humidity is very low because the dry winds characteristic of the region gently stroke the city, and I can say that I don't find it very uncomfortable.

On such an overheated September day, Gaius had received a swordsmanship kaoru from Lombardo in the mansion's vast courtyard.

"That's good. Yes, at that rate.... lower back! Don't let the center of gravity shine."

Gaius was resolutely challenging Lombardo by wielding a sword like a toy for children.

"That's right! That's not a bad idea. But you don't have a lot of hips."

Gaius breathed on his shoulders, but continued to challenge him bravely.

"Mmm! That's it! Don't forget the feeling. All right, that's it for today."

Faster than finishing listening to Lombardo, Gaius collapsed off his knees.

"Good luck with that. Much better now."

Gaius was too tired of rigorous training to afford to respond.

Put your hands on the ground. Lombardo looked at him with a merciful gaze.

So far there are six Gaius educators, each of whom taught political science, economics, history, law, mathematics and astronomy.

Originally it had tutors for young children who taught Mandarin, arithmetic, etc., but for Gaius, who had knowledge of previous life, they were too boring.

For this reason, as a result of taking off the mask of a six-year-old and demonstrating knowledge that he could possess fully, he was able to gain the reputation of a "prodigy", although somewhat spooked, and had succeeded in escaping boring classes.

By the way, their six tutors were headed by Rodemul of the decree.

Rodemur was conducting each discipline to gain a better understanding of its progress (and better) through reports from teachers, so that Gaius could most efficiently complete the discipline.

Rodemur was also Gaius' master of martial arts in general.

Swordsmanship, mastery, bowing, and physical arts were it, and he coached Gaius strictly and gently day after day.

But such Rodemur was absent more than two months ago.

It was for this reason that my father Lombardo had instead placed martial arts archaeology on Gaius.

"Gaius, it's time for Father to go out to work. Look, just make sure you don't sweat and catch a cold."

Although Gaius was still out of breath, he said, "Yes. Please say Father," he replied properly and courteously.

When he heard it, Lombardo smiled and nodded loudly, returning his heel (bite) to say, "Then I'm coming," he straddled the courtyard with a large strand, entering the mansion.

Gaius slowly stood up and took one big deep breath when he dropped him off afterwards.

(Hmm. This body of a six-year-old still can't make Lombardo sweat one)

And Gaius headed to his room in a relaxed foothold.

When Gaius returned to his room, he went to the bathroom first.

When Gaius took off his clothes and went into the bathroom, the pure white, glowing ceramic tub for the little one already had warm hot water stretched out by the servants.

He hung the hot tub in his hand and washed away the sweat, little by little, as he shrugged the hot tub water.

Then he slowly went into the tub and took a sigh of relief with it to his shoulder.

And when I shrugged the hot water with both hands and washed my face, and opened my eyes, there was a huge face there, what a five-fold ordinary man would be.

Gaius didn't even speak to much surprise, he was just shrinking.

Then its huge face spoke to Gaius.

"Yeah, you're Gaius. Is it true that unchanging magic can be used?

Gaius did not stiffen his body like a snake-disposed frog to be slightly mobile, but pointed down with only a small shake in his neck.

"Oh, that's amazing. Unchanted magic is like an exclusive patent for us old people."

Gaius looked firmly at the giant face, frightened by fear, and indeed the face was that of the old man.

It was also an old woman with a big eagle nose.

"Fair enough. I'll see if I can find out."

Finish saying it. The old lady gradually thinned out like fog, and finally disappeared to melt.

Gaius sank once in the hot water because the curse was finally broken, then jumped out of the hot tub with momentum.

(What's with your grandmother now! All of a sudden he just showed up on his neck!... Is that magic too... right! Is that the example of "that one"? ……

About two months after Rodemur traveled, Gaius wondered if he could finally make a tour of the questioner.

I couldn't forbid a bad feeling at the same time.

(That's... no... I don't know... I'm freaking out... I don't feel I can win...)

Gaius had already been completely swallowed by his first encounter with "that one".

(Shit. The Lombards are scared. Even though it's magic, I didn't know you could do anything like that...)

Gaius took one deep sigh and soaked in the tub again and held his head.

Gaius' Hell's days were approaching.