Reborn For A Second Life

The Heart Was Wrong

*whack

He stumbled on his own. He couldn't help his body was at its limit. He felt a jolt of pain whot on his knee as it hit on the floor, but it was tolerable.His heart pounding, he was petrified for a few moments.

Then her mother who was worried about her son instantly picked him up. The colour drained from her face, she had already prepared a healing spell. Which mother wouldn't worry for her first child to fall onto his face and causing a hard noise in the house.

However, Ezra didn't give any attention to his mother nor his wounded knees, he only had his eyes locked toward what behind the door.

Despite being in an infant body, he was ready to cast a spell even if that means tormenting his body. He doesn't care, but what about the aftermath? What will happen to a baby if he was manipulating mana through his body? There never been a case of a newborn conjuring spell before.

When the father grabbed the doorknob and pulled the door open, the lights of a bright morning entered the house.

"ANNNDDDDREEEWWWW!!!" 

Ran a man who seemed to be at the same age as his father and then jumped towards his father as appeared like he was trying to hug him, but the father evaded it without giving a second thought.

The man fell and slammed his face onto the floor and causing a very loud noise. 

*slam!

Ouch, that got to be hurt more than mine.

"It has been a very long time, Andrew, Katelyn," said the woman who was in dark brown dress.

"Tyler, Proj, Frank, Sarah, Lesla, what are you guys doing here" He was surprised.

" Of course, we came here to pay you guys a visit" One of the girl who had a sword on her back.

"We heard about it" The man who had a big shield on his back said.

"Congratulations you two," The normal one who didn't bring any weapon with her.

Oh, now I see, they are someone who seems to be dad and mom companions. I had misjudged them but they all have strong mana emitting from their body, are they all adventures?

"Why are you guys having the conversation there, Andrew invite them inside the house" She pressed it toward Andrew.

"Oh yeah welcome, come in... let's have the conversation inside, make yourself at home"

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*stare *stare

"Awww he so cute" The woman with the sword.She has a glamorous pink ponytail hairstyle. He stared into her eyes. She also has a fierce amber eyes colour. 

"Where did you pick up this baby from" The not so looking guy with a terrible scar on his left cheek.

"Hahaha, quite a pretty boy he is, like his father,"

"Hmmm, I think you had forgotten the part when you said he got a lot of his facial features from me right?"while pinching Andrew's arm.

Hahaha

They all began laughing, their chuckle was light and lance with a hum of amusement of that matter. They seem to be very closed.

After that, they all had a conversation till a bright windy afternoon.

Then, this has been the best information Ezra had gained.

From their conversation, he could pin that he was still in the same world after Sarah said that she worked as a seamstress at The Rura City. He also found out that Proj, Tyler, and Frank are adventures who are on their way to Rura City to renew their adventurer license.

However, for Lesla she said that currently, she was appointed to be working at Velza Academy. At this point, Ezra didn't understand the word academy. 

What is the academy? Is that food? Did she work in a bakery?

In his previous life, there no such term as an academy so he still reserves this question until he grows up then try to ask his mom when he can probably talk.

However, there still questions that haven't been answering like which era he was living in right now? If he was reborn in the past then he can prevent the upcoming war. If he was reborn in the future he wants to know what happened to the war but look like he still needs to wait and find it out by himself.

In the end, he was relieved that it did not turn out as he had expected. He was worried to be left all alone with the shadow, he does not want to be accompanied by the Abyss again, he just wants to be in this luke-warm environment. Again he fell asleep still unable to control his sleepiness... and the memories that left imprints came into his mind.

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" So..that how you hunt the Red Foot Bunny, got it?" Said the black-haired man.

"....hmm not really" Ayrel replied.

" hahaha Ayrel you shouldn't listen to him, Ryan didn't even have a knack for hunting."

"Youm did you not see who capture all of this magical beast?" Ryan protested her.

"First, it a first-grade magical beast and second Gren are the ones who hunted it" She added.

*giggles

The boy chuckled seeing both of them like that. They didn't change.

"But isn't it too early to teach him hunting?" 

"I think it is a good thing, we do need a porter" 

"Ryan!!" 

"I know, I know, gosh I just kidding but it also good for himself, I mean that way he can protect himself right?" 

"But he still 4 years-old" The big guy clarified again Ayrel age to Ryan.

"That's okay, I want to be strong like you Gren" Ayrel interrupted.

"Okay, but you won't be going into any expedition until you can cast first-grade magic and finished learning swordsmanship, got it?" 

"Understand" he quickly replied to her.

That was the time when he started his path as a hunter.

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4 years had passed by.

The man who was standing in front of me with a spear grip in his right arm is my father. A person with boundless energy and a single-minded drive. His body was the embodiment of perfection.

He was trying to force me to learn and inherited his spearmanship. 

"Dad do I have to learn this?" Ezra trying to disagree with his father.

"You need to... this is our proud" 

"Also because afterwards, you will be going to the Magic Academy, you at least need to learn a few things about combating."

"Can't I just learn swordsmanship" 

"No swordsmanship is just for the weak"

No, it doesn't, 

*sigh

Well, I just learn everything I could.

Still, when Ezra had the free time he would be going to his secret spot in the village and train swordsmanship and magic by himself. A few lessons about spearmanship wouldn't hurt.

"A spear can be used to thrust and slash... in any case, it never fails to hit the target." He explained it proudly.

Then, Andrew shows off his spear skill to his son.The edge of the spear was relentlessly thrusting the bark of the tree. How many in a minute does that count? It could be more than thirty times!!

Ezra was surprised to see such a beautiful technique was displayed in front of his eyes. It was the first time he sees someone who had mastered spearmanship. In his past life, he had never encountered someone that can be compared to Andrew.

At the same time, he realises something about his father spear techniques. Since the surface area of the spear is quite small it causes substantial damage to the bark due to the pressure. 

Deliberately his face changes, an evil grin could be seen on his face. He just had a brilliant idea.

"Alright, that all for today you can go help your mother after that you can go out and play with your  friend" 

That was an excuse for him to go training, he didn't make friend with anyone in the village.

"Okay dad" 

Then Ezra walked into his house while his dad staying outside for a while.

"Huh, my skill had dropped a lot ever since I retired. I couldn't even make it 60 times in a minute."

There was a big hole created at the bark of the tree which Andrew used as his target dummy. However, the things that had caught Ezra attention was not the massive hole but the colour of a few leaves of the tree that turns from green to yellow. He realises that some of the thrust from his father spear drains the life force of the tree or could be draining the mana from the tree. 

This was one of Andrew passive skill that he failed to realise throughout his life.

After Ezra had finished helping his mother with the cleaning and washing dishes, he went to his favourite spot to train. A few distances from his village there was a hill and there he trains alone under a big shady tree.

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He sat there on a huge rock concentrating his mind on the mana around him.

It was very peaceful. The wind came greets him, the trees, and the grass, causing them to be dancing in its hymn and tune.

At the age of four, he had accumulated a lot of mana into his body and can adapt to mana circulation than an average of 10 years old children. He was exceeded in both talent and knowledge. It all because of his previous life memories he was able to do so.

Regardless, he has only been using and training the first-grade spell. 

[Trace] [Fire ball][Water Splash][Wind Blast]

This isn't their original name, he made that up to suit his taste instead of [Trace] some other people call it [Sense] to activate it.

He still half-assed the reason why he keeps doing this as what he was being taught by his master in his previous life. The only part that he understands, that it helps him to understand the principle and system for each element attributes.

First, the [Fire Ball] spell.

It creates an energy blast that causes rapidly explosive with an extremely vigorous outward release of energy, usually with the generation of high temperatures and release of high-pressure gases.

Second, the [Water Splash] spell.

It conjured water that can push or move an object that weighs 45kg at most. It can cause the opponent to be drenched in wet.

Thirdly, the [Wind Blast].

It conjured a gust of wind into an orb and blew its opponents that weighed 60kg at most.

Every day he keeps on mastering these four basic spells. Even now his [Trace] can already sense up to 60 meters radius.

After countless time conjuring the spells, he then spends the last 30 minutes with swordsmanship.Then, he looked around for a small branch. After he found one, he closed his eyes and directing his mana with plant attributes into the small branch. It began changing its shape into a small wooden sword for a child-size. 

Then, he saw a leaf was slowly and lightly falling toward him. With full of concentration, he cut the leaf in half. The leaf that is cut gradually lost its green colour into yellow.

Huh? The concept is quite simple. It just like absorbing mana from the air but the hardest part is that it needs the user mana core to actively circulating the mana into the body at the exact moment the cutting process applied, so that the user mana core soaking up the mana directly from the leaf and not from the air.

Because you can't absorb mana from different sources at the same time as it could cause a mana distortion and it occurs when two distinct mana blended. This could damage the user mana core. 

In the easiest way of explanation, mana is like blood, oxygenated blood could not mix with deoxygenated blood. Simple but mana there are various sources to take it from like water, air, ground, fire and more. Nonetheless, not everyone can master to absorb mana from all sources except for one person I knew, my master. 

Also after the mana have been soaked up into the mana core through the mana passage in our body it will be derived into pure mana or stable mana that will be used to conjure a spell.

The process for conjuring is the opposite, you have to transform the pure mana into mana that is compatible with the attribute of the spell. If it fires then it has to be converted into a fire attribute.

This is the reason why some people only can master one attribute because they are unable to convert it into a specific attribute other than the attribute he is good at. That why he keeps on training first-grade spell so that his new body can adapt to mana circulation.

"I at least got the grasp of it, I think that is good for now, I'm hungry." 

He threw the wooden sword away and headed home.

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As usually, we having dinner together and...

"What did you do with your friends today?"

*chocked 

Gulp! I'm almost chock myself.

Again it feels so bad to lie to her...

"Hmmm, we talk about...magic" 

"Magic again? Why don't you talk to them about spearmanship?"

Huh? What spearmanship... You just want me to brag about your skill...I won't ever learn it.

"I see...mom hope that we can meet those friends of yours" she said it, she finally said it. "By the way, there are two kids that are not from this village. Are there anyone who just moved into the village?" She asked.

"Oh you mean the boy and the girl who are the same age with Ezra? My co-workers said that the children were giving them a strange energy."

Huh? Two children that seems unfamiliar in the village and have been giving an odd feeling. Is this our village ghost story or what?

"I heard that from Mrs. Kennel too but if they are not from this village, where did they came from and where are their parents? In the other hand, this rumour about them giving off a weird feeling, the villagers have been avoiding them. I'm more worried about them."

"If I remember correctly they were sleeping in Mr. Laurey's barn yesterday."

I don't think we have to worry about them. Maybe they just wants to run away from their parents. He thought to himself.

"By the way, honey have you decide which academy you want to enrol Ezra on?" 

Andrew suddenly changes the subject out of nowhere.

"Hmmm, for now, I think we should enrol him into Velza Academy since Lesla was there"

Huh? Magic Academy.. I did not have that in the past.... What so good about learning there?

"But how about let's wait to see if our son can use magic, I bet he can cast third-grade magic, he is my son anyway!" 

"You mean our SON, right!? ahhh dad did it again he pulled the trigger. Since the incident where dad keeps claiming me as his son without including mom in front of the villagers during my fourth birthday, mom easily gets furious if dad did it again.

As dad broke the seal that used to confine hazardous mom's inner demon, Ezra was left with no choice other than to go into his room.

He turns his head and looked at his father, At the same time Andrew was trying to request help from Ezra through his body language but the message does not reach his son. Ezra does not understand his message.

He left him alone.