It was only at this moment that I truly opened the door to a new world.
That was when I accidentally fell off the window.
He landed headfirst on the wooden floor, and his knees were also slightly scraped.
However, it wasn't as painful as I had imagined.
But it was the first time I truly cried.
It wasn't because of Sylvie's outrageous peak, but because of the fear in my heart!
Even so, Sylvie held me in her arms and kept comforting me.
"Leon!"
At that moment, two more people rushed in; they were the parents of this world, and they looked very worried.
but……
My mother's next move left me speechless; it was a field I had never been involved in before.
She placed her hands above my knees and on the top of my head.
"Great goddess of life, in my name, by your power, grant those who have lost their strength the power to stand up again—Azure Crown."
A visible turquoise light shimmered around me.
Suddenly, I felt a warm sensation coming from my knees. The force was very weak, like a warm towel massaging me.
Soon, the pain disappeared, and the wound healed miraculously.
Is this what it means to "fly away happily" in this world?
"Really... Leon, you were worried about me!"
What does that expression mean? Is it worry?
Why is this the first time I've seen this expression? My parents have always had it before.
Huh!
Did they ever have that expression?
From as far back as I can remember, my father subjected me to very strict training. Compared to what my peers were doing...
All I remember is that every day I had to carry a very heavy bronze sword and swing it hundreds of times. If I missed even one swing, I would be met with my father's angry rebuke!
As for the mother, it seemed that there wasn't enough room on her desk for all the books she wanted to read. If she simply complained, her iron-like teaching ruler would strike her hard.
What happened after the Spirit Gathering Platform?
They locked me in the basement and beat me severely every day...
I can't remember how long this kind of life lasted.
It seems that Mother is pregnant again.
After I came out, I locked myself in my room.
It seems that this dimly lit room suits me better.
My parents haven't come to see me either; they're probably still immersed in joy.
I tilted my head and looked at my parents in this world, puzzled. Is this the kind of expression only ordinary people have?
Why does looking at me give me a strange sense of peace?
"Huh! What is this...?"
Tears welled up in my eyes again. I didn't know why, but...
I feel really happy.
But can happiness cry?
My mother took me from Sylvie's arms, gently touched my forehead, and began to sing that song.
It's the song Sylvia sings...
I felt very tired and fell asleep without realizing it.
...
Two years passed quickly.
By this time, I was already able to understand my parents' language.
My father was a swordsman who used to work in a profession similar to a mercenary group.
Now, I occasionally help the village with monster-clearing tasks.
Although I don't quite understand what monsters are, the father in this world gives me a feeling of security.
My mother used to be a teacher at some academy and was able to perform the magic trick of "flying away happily".
She was even proficient in various musical scales, and she would often sing to lull me to sleep.
The reason why Sylvia can sing this song is because her mother taught her, and it is said that her mother specially taught Sylvia to learn it when she was pregnant.
Sylvie is our maid, who has been taking care of the three of us. My impression of her is that she is very gentle. Although she sometimes avoids me, I know that she actually likes me very much.
After all, I often secretly took her underwear to explore new things.
However, my new world is no longer there, but on my mother's magic.
At first, I thought this world was the same as the original world, with spiritual energy and the ability to absorb it and become a cultivator.
Until I found a book in my mother's room.
It's a book about this world...
That's when I realized that what my mother had performed wasn't magic, but sorcery!
At that time, I couldn't read, so I asked Sylvie to read to me. She seemed very happy to read to me!
It's probably because my attention wasn't on her underwear during that time.
Therefore, at the age of two, I had already started learning to recognize characters.
The written language in this world is not very easy to understand, but fortunately, with Sylvie's help...
I will soon be able to master most of the text.
It is worth mentioning.
It snows in this world too, and the snow is so heavy it seems to swallow the little cabin whole.
After I turned two, I started sleeping alone.
But I am not afraid.
Sometimes Sylvie would come over and sleep with me.
"Adults also get scared of sleeping alone."
It doesn't matter anymore.
after all……
There's nothing more blissful than falling asleep while cuddling a huge bust!
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