The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman - [Author: Writing Ant]

Chapter 4

The Reincarnated Assassin is a Genius Swordsman

[Translator - Harley]

[Proofreader - Lkjgh]

Chapter 4

Held in Sylvia's arms, Raon left the annex building for the first time and went towards another large building on Zieghart land.

'That must be the main building.'

The building came into view. Its height almost seemed to reach the sky, and the width left his field of vision even from such a distance.

It would not have been at all strange for a building of that size to be called a castle, rather than a house.

'Suits the ruler of the North.'

Though Zieghart was just a noble family, they possessed more territory and military force than the kingdom. They were not a part of the Six Kings for nothing.

'So, everyone lives there?'

Helen had said that, excluding Sylvia and himself, the rest of the direct line family members resided near the main building-close to the head of house.

While there must be a reason that Sylvia lived apart from the annex building, he was not told what it was.

'They really do all sorts of things.'

A child's skull, initially bared open towards the sky, started closing when they reached four years of age. It was said that a child's aptitude for mana would not change afterwards.

The event that gathered the children with closed skulls, and checked their ability with mana, was the Judgment Ceremony being held that day.

'It doesn't matter, whatever I am.'

Even if his ability was of lowly status, the Ring of Fire would raise his body and affinity for mana to its best condition. Gifted aptitude or the like were unimportant to him.

"Raon."

Sylvia held him up slightly just as he began to slowly spin the Ring of Fire. He glanced to the side, noticing that they had already reached the entrance of the main building.

"Whatever Raon does, Mommy will not mind. You just have to grow healthily."

"Okay. I got it."

He smiled like a child who knew nothing.

"My son is really the cutest!"

She rubbed her face against his cheek again. He would be unable to move for five minutes if that kept up.

"Ahem. Milady."

"Oh, sorry!"

Sylvia came to her senses as Helen cleared her throat. It was a relief that she had come with them.

"Let us go in. We may have been a little late."

"Okay."

She entered the Lord's manor while holding onto Raon.