Chapter : 7

The Lancelot family seemed to be surprised by my attitude. "Ah, come here my boy, what is your name?" Cristopher asked.

"Roy, Roy Ishtart" I answered.

"Hmm what a well-mannered kid you have here Zenith," he seemed to praise my father about me.

I didn't care if he thought like that though, people always say, the first impression must be the best one, he is a very important individual in this country, and having him as my comrade might help me in my far future. Although from the outside it might look like a 5-year-old boy showing his childishness

it is far from the truth. It is the fact that an experienced man trying to do his part of bidding to survive the upcoming world.

As I was having such thoughts, I was interrupted by the blonde woman. "Roy, will you take care of my daughter for some time," she asked.

'Huh, I sighed' I expected something like this.

Although she meant that she wanted me to become friends with her, it's such a hassle. Acting like a 5-year-old itself is quite tough now I need to take care of one too.

As I was about to say something to Tina, my eyes shifted toward the sword that was hanging on Christopher.

I felt something familiar from that sword, not to be exact the hilt. The hilt has some kind of strange pattern present on it and looked very SUSPICIOUS.

'I need to write it down, this is way too coincidental'

I thought.

I was about to leave from there but then someone pulled from behind.

I turned to look who it was and I saw a young girl who had white hair pulling my shirt.

"Let's play Roy," she said.

'Huh, what a troublesome day' I thought.

As she pulled me toward the ground, I was surprised by this girl's strength. Although she was very young it still was better than most 5-year-olds.

'Genius ' I thought.

"What's your name? " I asked.

The girl turned to look at me for a while and answered "Emilia, Emilia Lancelot", she said trying to copy my introduction.

"So are you good at hide and seek," she asked.

'I am f****d', I thought.

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SCENE CHANGE-

The sky seemed very sunny and one of the rays fell on a huge mansion which undoubtedly was Ishtart's mansion.

Inside the mansion in a huge room, 4 people were seated.

"Zenith, the reason why we arrived here was to inform you about the recent news on the 6th wanderer. Although I could have used a messenger,

this is far more important and dangerous. I think the wanderer is indeed involved in your son's assassination attempt, but he might not be the one who you are thinking." Christopher said.

"What do you mean?" Zenith asked, a bit agitated.

"I mean to say that he might be the one who might have protected your son."

"But even after that if they tried to do it once more, that means the enemy is very wary of your son. Does he have any passed-down material or whatever things were given to him by his grandfather perhaps? If he has it try to safeguard it.

Although it might be just to get back at you" he said.

"You mean to say, my old enemies," Zenith asked.

"I'm not sure, but there is a possibility," Christopher said.

"Hmm take Christopher, to his room Anna"; he told to his wife.

"What a messed up world," he thought after sighing.

One thing that was out of my assumption was that Emilia was a silent girl. Oh, hell was I wrong.

She was way too energetic for her age. The fact she made me play hide and seek with her is so damn messed up. Just think it like this, you are a man in his forties and are playing hide and seek with a 6 or 5-year-old child.

"Roy, did you know that my family has a very high estate in which we grow potatoes and pearl fruit," she said excitingly.

I was about to say something but remembered that she said pearl fruit.

"What's a pearl fruit?" I asked.

"I don't know but my father said that it is a very costly fruit," she said.

'How cute!!!' I thought.

I was interrupted by a voice, "Emilia, where are you? " it seemed like a teenage voice.

"Aah Clark, I'm here playing with Roy," Emilia answered.

'Clark must be this blue storm guy's name.' I thought.

I averted my eyes towards his Rapier. There was no familiar feeling like the time when I felt seeing the Lancelot heads rapier.

It was quite the design though. He noticed me staring at his rapier and said "Do you want to see it upfront?" he asked.

I nodded subconsciously. He took the whole blade along with the scabbard and held it close to me.

I quickly examined the sword and touched its hilt.

Its hilt was made of metal which gave it a goldish luster. It was not gold.

"Can I hold it?" I asked.

"Sure" he replied.

As I held his sword I quickly drew it. It was way too big for my height but it was very lightweight.

I quickly swung it like the way my had father taught.

But it felt different while doing it with a rapier, no to be exact it felt incomplete.

"Kid did you already learn basic swordsmanship" he seemed to ask in a surprised tone.

"Yes," I replied.

The blade was shining like silver and was very thin. 'What a majestic blade!!' I thought.

'The tip must be the sharpest probably' I guessed.

"Kid, what is your name?" Clark asked me.

'Hoh I seemed to have piqued his interest.'

"Myself Roy. Pleased to meet you brother Clark" I said.

"Do you want to see our Swordsmanship?" he asked me.

I was astounded. "Of course" I replied.

He quickly took his blade and started performing a series of moves. It was completely different from our style. Ours was more like a dance, but there was more like precise play. Every cut or stab he did seemed to look perfect. It looked as though, in each move there was accuracy in them.

It's understandable though. Due to their thin blade, they can't afford any openings.

The more I looked the more I felt to improve my style.

My heart started to beat fast again. I could feel the adrenaline building up. I wanted to become stronger.

But then, Emilia suddenly held my hands and said "So cool right!! my brother is so cool, I want to become like him too one day." she said.

I quickly patted her head "You will become like him" I said.

I subconsciously treated her like a child.

"Thank you, Roy," she said "Let's go play now," she said.

I was speechless as I heard her words. 'Give me a break' I thought inwardly.