My name was Scutum, and I was the fourth son of the Earl of Windyork. I descended from the Winless Clan, an old noble family.
Although Winless Tris, Earl of Windyork, my father, was a nobleman appointed by the line of descent. He had a very powerful identity. My father was an Archwizard.
He was one of a few dozen Archwizards in the kingdom. He inherited a proud lineage of strong knights of the kingdom.
The city of Windyork was located not far from the capital. It took about half a day to reach the city of Windyork by a horse-drawn carriage.
I had four siblings. And I was the fourth son.
Under the shade of the Winless Clan, an old noble family, every generation had given birth to proud descendants.
Even though the Winless Clan was not a family with bloodline limit power, they were able to cultivate stronger mages.
My eldest brother was a great Wizard Warrior. Before he even reached his thirties, he was appointed a knight, holding the position of baron of a city.