Yamen Hailar was born into a hereditary knight family. Although it sounds good, it is now just a country noble family that has declined to the bottom.

He is the fourth child in the family and the middle one among seven brothers and sisters. As a result, he is not qualified to act like a spoiled child in front of his elders, nor is he authoritative enough to be with his younger brothers and sisters.

Fortunately, the Haieral family did not have the power struggles that were common among the children of the nobility, so the brothers and sisters were very harmonious.

But the carefree Yamen has recently encountered troubles...

"Yes, you learn quickly."

Lezelian looked at the swordsmanship that Amon had just displayed with admiration.

"Really?"

It was rare for his father to praise him, so Yamen felt a little embarrassed.

"Of course," Lezelian said seriously, "To be honest, Amen, your understanding and talent in swordsmanship are beyond my expectations, but..."

Looking at the target beside him, a trace of regret flashed in Lezelian's eyes.

“… …”

Yamen, who was originally excited about the praise, froze his smile as if a bucket of cold water was poured on his head, and his mood became depressed.

Not far from him, the target used for testing had a crack on it, but it was not completely cut off.

Even if others weren't as skilled with the sword as I was, they could easily do it, especially Hulim, who could probably cut through something ten times bigger than this one...

"Don't be discouraged, Amen..."

Lezelian patted Amen's shoulder gently and comforted him.

"It doesn't matter if you can't learn magic right away. Take your time, and one day your talent will blossom."

"One day..."

One day, which day will it be?

This is a world where everything depends on magic. Whether it is swordsmanship or physical skills, the ultimate height of achievement depends on the talent of non-attribute magic adaptability.

But I don't have any magical talent.

Not to mention C-level, there is not even D-level, probably only E-level, the lowest level in this world.

No matter how talented one is in swordsmanship, if one doesn't have the strength to transform that talent into power, it will ultimately be nothing more than skill...

Seven brothers and sisters of the Hailar family.

The eldest brother Sieg is very good at swordsmanship and magic, and has dual-attribute talents. It is said that he has been trained as a key talent by the Imperial Knights.

Although Sister Lotte and that guy Reed are not as good as me in swordsmanship, they both have good talents in magic, especially Reed. Damn it, I will be able to chop off the target sooner or later!

Then there are Rumia and Lucia, my lovely twin sisters.

Although they don't respect me much as their brother, they are very cute. Both of them have good light-attribute talents and are scheduled to enter the church for further studies. I believe they will become two excellent clergymen in the future, although they don't respect me much.

The last of all.

The seventh, youngest and cutest sister in the family, Hulim!

She was so cute that she often made people wonder, is this little angel really her sister? And not only was she cute, Hulim's swordsmanship was also terrifyingly strong, but compared to her magic talent, her swordsmanship seemed insignificant.

fear... ...

That's the only way to describe it.

The speed of Hulim's magic progress can be seen almost every day. Changes that take others a month to achieve can be seen in just one day, or even less than a day, for her.

Although she seems to be trying to hide herself, I know her level is probably almost the same as Daddy's...

Each of these six people has his or her own strengths, and each is growing rapidly and moving forward.

And what about me...

... ...

One day.

"I've decided. I'm going to become a world-famous swordsman and embark on my journey of training starting tomorrow!"

At the dinner table in the Hailar family's house, Yamen suddenly slammed the table and announced loudly.

“… …”

The few people remaining at the table blinked and looked at him in confusion.

"Mother, Brother Amen's brain has finally broken down."

Hulim, holding a small piece of steak on a fork, spoke to Lilia calmly.

"No! I'm serious, and I really think I'm crazy. Please at least sound a little more worried. I'll be sad!"

"Well, it looks like you hit your head. I'll find a doctor for you later." Lezelian said this lightly, then buried his head and continued eating.

Only Lilia looked worried.

"Amen, are you feeling unwell? Mommy also knows healing magic. Do you want me to help you heal it?"

"Oh, um, thank you, Mom... No! I'm serious, I'm not sick!"

"all in all!"

Yamen raised his fist and said firmly this time:

"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to start practicing! I've made up my mind and I won't change it!"

After saying that, he sat down angrily and started fighting with the dinner in front of him.

The other three people at the table looked at each other silently and shook their heads helplessly.

Then.

the next day.

Yamen is missing, and with him is his sword, well, only his sword...

... ...

in the forest.

Several thieves sat together.

"What bad luck! The prey I finally caught just ran away like this."

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