My Life Is Full Magic
Chapters 5. Mysterious Gifts

The Charlotte family's own residence, almost the area around a small palace in a benchmark hectare, including the courtyard area and the structure of the large main residential building. Not yet there, although it does not rule out the possibility that Uncle Sebastian's Charlotte Residence is one of the most luxurious noble residences with a very large area, proven. If, categorised, at the western end or back yard is a vast expanse of green grass, with a small diameter artificial lake in the middle, well, it is, no exception with flowers that are only decorated by roses only, sweeping the eye to see. While the southern and northern parts are only dwellings that are directly integrated with the main residential structure.

However, although the southern residence is only considered a side residence, but its size, not inferior to the magnitude of this prima donna figure – is more precisely the main residence. If it is, allowed to enter, the residence that may be the best substantially and objectively itself, is very comfortable even though the impression of glamour is still firmly attached. Even so, the residence seemed to be kept secret and not allowed to enter without permission even though, no one was allowed to enter!!

Creak..

The sound of an open door, the state of the room was so dark that a man lay on a bed that looked weak, completely helpless, a tyrannical face of a cause, was seen, my body under closed eyes, assuming that this is weak helpless. Pretty alarming condition, a woman lying limp in bed.

“Look Melis there is a child who is so similar to you,” said One in a sad tone.

“I can't believe, if later I'll let this go. But I still remember your words, on the day you smiled sincerely. You said if the heart arrived no,” said Uncle Sebastian can only be bowed.

Only silence delivered the sound to be heard until the ears. The middle-aged man who was so well known was a Sebastian, so fragile in front of his wife just stared at her heart with teary eyes. Brown with closed eyes, white hands with calm, weak no energy at all.

Why is destiny so difficult for the one who expects it. Just a blank look from a Sebastian towards the condition of his wife. Even the whole of Alchemi and the famous Healer and Priest can not cure the condition of his wife, only fate that answers every action and fate of a person to decide the end of their lives.

***

In a large enough room a Zen laid his body on the mattress he was in, quite comfortable for him. He never thought it would happen like this for his life. Is this his own luck? he could not answer that at all, if he answered then it is certainly a confused answer with the fact that he had to answer what.

He monologues the events that happened to him, because of an Inattentiveness of his own that made him move and become a transmigrator, is that so? He was also confused how he could move, whether because the circle with a strange pattern Itu– absolutely do not remember. If only, he thought even harder then his head ached, so as not to think harder.

“Ahh... I remember notya I was given a Gift well from that figure,” murmured Zen. He just remembers that.

“It's full.. but how do I take my gift,”.

Such a beautiful night makes people comfortable to rest themselves but not with Zen, he is so agitated due to his curiosity about the gift; like the expression ”Worm exposed to ash, he said,” like that was him, moving around and thrashing around like a walking caterpillar. The first night he lived in this different world was spent with his behavior.

Zen got up from his bed, stepped onto a bookshelf in a neatly arranged Wardrobe–rao books that all sides crowded his room. His blue sea eyes looked at every inch of the book he wanted to read. Until finally he spent the night by reading up all the books in his room—Zen is not a person who likes to read intensely long-time lulled just like that, he is not a person like that, he is not a person like that, at all he is lazy to read like that, his mouth feels tired of reading even though the context of the reader is only in the mind; but reading intensively, taking important points should be. Not even an important book. He never expected at all, if the room would be made in this detail, on the side he sat, there was a large enough area with marble walls lining. In conclusion, Zen is not a person who likes in the field of literacy, to decorate his spare time.

“Finally done!!!” zen said while leaning his body on a chair he was sitting on.

“It's exhausting... yosh let's sleep,” he added immediately his eyes fell on his mattress.

Lying the body tiring when finished reading makes his drowsiness unstoppable again. Until his eyes closed with a white mattress that became the base, this is better according to him.

***

[Having Detected A Host].

0%...25%...50%...75%...100%

[Detection Successfully].

It sounded like a computer system with a flat tone. Speak with language that is not separated with Formalan. Zen though vaguely heard the voice that was in his head as if entering his mind, really made him feel uncomfortable.

Slowly sliced his blue eyes open, revealing the room he had seen before, the room that made him feel de Javu about it – thought this was his room.

‘“This Where. ”Zen trying to remember what happened to him before.

The infinite room shows the figure of Zen alone walking slowly, there is a floating object does not form a basis as if the law of Graphitation does not apply to him, Zen objects or subjects do not care at all, walk slowly approaching. Zen saw the object intensely, the room that made him de javu plus there was a strange object as if forcing him to take it.

His footsteps drew closer to the cube-shaped box, the pattern was so complicated that the four corners were a little sharp, and the red color that makes the thing so striking—his doubtful feeling is replaced with a very big Curious feeling.

Zen touched the Cube with a little caution, no reaction shown by the cube or Zen, both sculpting. After a while the bright red glare made Zen Force his will, he blocked the Light that entered his eyes with his hand. “What happened.”

A weapon that was so thin but looked so powerful, the tip of the weapon on both sides revealed its true sharpness. While the handle of the sword shows a black pattern and the cover looks a complicated red pattern with a bundle of black rope that also decorate the katana.

“It opens Katana right.. who put it here,” said Zen with his stupid question.

Katana is a popular weapon in Japan, so Zen knows what the weapon will look like. A person who uses a Katana is called a Samurai, it is indeed common knowledge, to be known by

terlinga–for Zen himself.

Zen previously did not know what this place was so he felt de javu first saw it. Although Zen is said to be a person who has such a high memory, there is no harm also if he makes a mistake because he is a human being who does not escape from such a small mistake though. That's a presumption that Zen can make his view of life as well.

“It looks like I took Just this thing no problem no,” said Zen weighing

[Host Has Taken the Goods He Has Given].

A voice suddenly echoed in Zen's mind, making Zen's figure shocked by it.

“A-what is it?”

The white-haired young man, his face darted around looking for something on his face with a stature so panicked. After that he was frightened even though his fear was only a moment because his Look disappeared so, he regained his consciousness before.

“Ahh..what is my head hurt.” While holding his head.

In a semi-conscious position Zen woke up his body from the mattress he occupied. The lazy face that was seen in his looks while stepping Stupid.

Geck..

Geck..

Geck..

“Kak Zen is Waking Up?” said one from the door.

“Iya..I've been up wait a minute.” While walking open the door hinge.

The messy white hair with her stupid face saw the figure of a green-eyed girl who was so beautiful. The girl smiled looking at the person in front of her, it felt like she wanted to stroke her hair like a Dog that wanted to be spoiled.

“Susan?”

“Let's get ready first quickly we'll have breakfast with Dad,” said Susan with passionate excitement.

“I-iya wait well. I get ready first,” Zen replied.

His step goes a with a mind that is still a little hesitant, whether the mind what makes him like that but a clear figure who always pay attention to the eyes of Interns but so filled with desire.

“Eh...Susan why are you still here,” said Zen hesitated.

“Hmmm.. I won't see fast take a bath,” said Susan who threw away her face.

“Good.”.

After cleaning himself, he was wearing clothes that had been prepared, his feet approached in a large mirror until the reflection showed a Zen figure standing wearing clothes that were so fitting on his body.

He rushed to open the door and there appeared to be three people behind it, one whom he knew nothing about and none other than the Charlotte Family's siblings.

“Hai...Zen,” said Hendrick

“Kak Zen!!!” susan jumped in her arms toward Zen

“Eh... why is this,” Zen said in confusion.

"Look at your face looking very handsome Zen,” said Isabella.

“Barakkah...But I think mediocre,” reply Zen who was a little confused by what Isabella said.

“Don't be so low... Let's have breakfast.” Take Hendirck

“Susan can you take off Zen, he looks a little troubled,” Hendrick added with a soft speech.

“Yah..” he replied resignedly while removing the hug.

They all rushed away because Uncle Sebastian had been waiting at the dinner table. Seen the figure mentioned waiting while smiling all those who came.

“Let's eat together,” he said with a gentle smile.

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