Second Life in Another World
Chapters 1-1

Arc 1: The New Life

...Chapter 1: The Beginning...

...Section 1...

A few months have passed, now that I know my current name, Zare Hilson, then my father is Albert Hilson Baron, he inherited the title of Baron from my grandfather. Then my mother's name was Stella Hilson. And a pretty cute maid named Cecily

Right now I can move around on all fours. I crawled there and here with no clear purpose, yes that's because I haven't moved at all for a long time, it's time to explore this whole house.

The house I occupied was quite spacious and looked a little old, and had two floors. If you think, this house is smaller than my house in the previous world, but it doesn't matter. I crawled from room to room, if counted there were a total of 10 rooms.

The room was, My room, My parents' room, Maid's Room, My father's office, Warehouse, Living Room, Kitchen and dining, Bathroom, Bathroom, and two empty rooms that maybe one of them will be occupied by my brother in the future.

There's nothing I can do now, my dad's practicing swords outside the house, and my mom's watering plants, and Cecily's cooking. Since I was a baby, all I did was watch what everything was doing.

I think it's better to watch my father practice swords through the window. He nimbly moved his burly body, when I noticed, his sword was like letting out a breeze as it was so fast. I can deduce that my father was a swordsman.

While my mother, she was watering her plants, if noticed there was nothing special. But when he found his dead plant, He was seen casting spells, but I don't know what spells he used. I've had Analyzing skills before, but I don't know how to use them.

I completely forgot to ask the gods about how to use the ability to analyze. But yes, I know how to use that ability.

2.5 Years passed, I may be three years old now, and now I can walk and talk, this is the thing I have waited for the most during these three years. There are still two more years before my brother is born, it makes me impatient for his presence.

I used to visit the small library in my house, the writing used the language of this world, but with my ability, I could read it easily. My father and mother were surprised that I was able to read at a very young age.

At that time, I visited the library to read books about magic, it was said that magic can be created if the user casts a spell and has mana (Magic Energy) as well as magic control is quite high. Then there is also a basic spell underneath.

I took the book to the empty room in my house to try it. The first spell is a basic water magic spell.

“Oir Spirit, Give a Little Magic of Your Water, [Water Ball]”

It felt as if my hand was flowing, then water appeared in my palm and began to form like a ball. I pointed it at the bucket and suddenly the water ball erupted and made the floor wet.

I immediately went downstairs to get a rag so I could clean the water. But just as I was about to enter the room, my mother arrived. He looks very serious, I think he's angry because the floor is wet.

Suddenly He hugged me tightly, when I looked at his face, he smiled broadly at me, I don't know what he was thinking.

“Zare wants to learn magic kan” He answered with a big smile while looking at the magic book I took.

“Ya, Iu” Answer.

“Alright, I'll teach you. Don't take it for granted, your mother is a former adventurer Loh” he replied with pride.

"Oh yes, the floor should not forget to clean" replied my mother in a flat tone.

"uh. yeah"

"And also, it's forbidden to use magic inside the house, understand" It feels like my mother's tone is getting higher.

I can only say "Yes"

"Tomorrow, you will practice magic, so be prepared" My mother said.

The next day, the day my mother promised to train me to use magic. He looked very happy, whereas my father looked gloomy, it seemed like he was disappointed. I don't know what makes it look like that.

“Stella, It's not better if a boy learns a sword.” My father replied.

“Cannot be so, he who chose to be a witch” replied my mother to reply to my father's words.

Their quarrels continued for several minutes. As the quarrel got higher, I came to their midst to calm each other down.

“Mother, Father, How about I learn magic and sword” I replied innocently.

“Can't, It's The Impossible Thing For A 3-Year-Old Boy” My Father replied.

"Come on, please" I replied.

I thought that using magic and swords was a good thing to fight a strong enemy. Mastering magic and swords sounds like cool.

"If not yes no. You are still a child, if you practice both, you will be exhausted and have no free time" replied my father who increasingly forbade me.

“How about learning to sword in the morning, then magic in the afternoon, so during the day I can rest, and at night to learn”.

“This you, it will be difficult for you” replied my father to forbid me too much practice.

“Have it, leave it alone. He will be our son, He can definitely learn magic and sword” replied My mother.

“Alright, But Zare don't force yourself, you're even three-year-old” My father is too worried about me.

As such, they don't fight anymore just because of me. Because of that, too, I get a lot of practice. It seems like every day will be very difficult, but strong strength is gained through strenuous exercise.

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