âWhat? Why?â
âItâs, uhâ¦â¦.â
At Lumenâs innocent question, Korver hesitated for a moment. Lumen, who was staring at him, cautiously opened his mouth.
âFather told me to be a sword, so Iâm training every day to be a great sword. â¦â¦I thought he would be happy to know that I have what it takes. Am I wrong, Sir Korver?â
Apparently, the first voice Cadel heard was Lumenâs father.
The current head of the Dominic family. Cadel fell into a strange feeling, remembering his dry and cold voice. And that seemed to be the case for Korver as well.
âPeople donât want a sword thatâs better than its owner, because itâs going to hurt the owner somehow.â
ââ¦â¦Does that mean Iâm going to hurt Older Brother?â
âNo. Thatâs not what I mean, Young Master. I just mean that someone might think so, so letâs keep it between us for now.â
Korver tried to divert his words, as if he was worried about hurting Lumenâs feelings. Lumen played roughly in tune for a desperate Korver, but it was obvious that his mind was elsewhere.
âWhat the hell?â
And from their conversation, Cadel could guess Lumenâs place in the family.
âSo, Lumenâs father was so fond of the firstborn to carry on the family name that he wanted to raise Lumen as a sword to protect the firstborn so that no one could threaten the position? Judging by the way he avoids highlighting Lumenâs abilities, it seems like he was trying to raise him to be a thorough second-in-command.â
A father instilling obedience to the older brother in his younger son. Though he had never met the man before, Cadel felt a deep contempt for him.
In the meantime, Lumen spoke with a serious face, as if he had gathered his thoughts.
âSir Korver. In that case, I will not train my sword energy. If this power has the potential to harm Older Brother, I should not have learned it in the first place.â
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âEven if I donât have sword energy, I can still become a great swordsman.â
âYoung, Young Master.â
Korver was stunned by the conclusion. Cadel, too, was taken aback by Lumenâs almost na?ve demeanor.
âWhatâs with all the goodness? Is it Lumen? Is he doing this because of a bastard called his father?â
Donât be greedy for anything, and remember your place.
The dull brainwashing must have been deeply ingrained in young Lumen. The sight of a parent ruining a child is always unbearably unpleasant.
ââ¦â¦Young Master. Listen to me carefully.â
Korver got down to eye level with the docile Lumen and spoke in a clear voice to make sure he could hear.
âThat power is Young Masterâs power. It is your power that you must cultivate and make it your own. It does not belong to anyone, and it is a power that should not be allowed to be wielded by anyone. So donât get discouraged already. A good swordsman doesnât quit, doesnât give up, and doesnât back down.â
âHoweverâ¦â¦.â
âBe strong. The priority is to train your body and mind and distinguish between right and wrong for yourself. Put aside all other worries and focus only on your growth.â
Korver cared for Lumen like his own younger brother, so he felt sorry for Lumen for trying to kill the bud before it even bloomed. He tried to save Lumen, even though he knew it was far beyond his authority.
Did Lumen recognize Korverâs will? Lumen hesitated for a moment and eventually nodded his head.
ââ¦â¦Good thing he has someone like that next to him.â
Without Korver, Lumen would have given up on his talent. At the very least, his childhood would have been ruined.
Because someone like Korver helped Lumen, did Lumen also become greedy for the patriarch position to live up to his expectations?
Cadelâs vague guess was shattered by the change of scene.
âKor, Korverâ¦â¦ Sir Korverâ¦â¦.â
Korver, who had been alive and well and giving Lumen advice just moments before, was now a cold, dead corpse lying in the dirt.
Tracking rain fell in the dark, cloudy sky. Lumen stood without an umbrella, soaked to the skin, his face whiter than a corpse, as he stared at Korver. With a sword pierced through his chest, Korverâs corpse was cooling without even closing his eyes.
Lumen shook his head in disbelief and turned to walk away, but someone standing behind him stopped him.
Cadel, who was equally shocked by Korverâs sudden death, recognized the identity of the other man blocking Lumen.
âIs this Lumenâs father? Why is he here?â
The only outward resemblance was the jet-black hair, but his demeanor was very much like Lumen as an adult. A stiff expression and emotionless eyes, devoid of emotion.
He remained blunt, even in the presence of his son, who had seen the body. He even pushed the terrified Lumenâs back, pushing him toward the corpse.
âTake a good look. This is the one who tried to slander your older brother.â
âDonât, donât be ridiculous, Father. Sir Korver couldnât have done that!â
âLater, youâll have to deal with it yourself. If someone wants to hurt your older brother, youâll have to make the first move. Now, Lumen. Look at how this man died.â
âNoâ¦â¦. Youâve got it all wrong, Father. Sir Korver, Sir Korver isâ¦â¦.â
Lumen was in a state of near panic. It was traumatizing enough to see a corpse at such a young age, but to think it was someone so close to him. It was strange not to go crazy.
Cadel was desperate to get the anguished Lumen out of his damned fatherâs grasp. He couldnât stand the ridiculousness of his father grabbing Lumen by the nape of his neck and forcing him to look down at the corpse.
What followed was enough to shock both Lumen and Cadel at the same time.
âHe hid the fact that you could wield the sword energy from me, trying to increase your power in secret, knowing full well that it would threaten your older brotherâs position.â
âFa, Father, thatââ
âHe wanted you to take your older brotherâs position, so he could profit from you being the head of the family, that shameless bastard. A traitor deserves to die.â
Korver didnât seem like the kind of person who would slander someone. Apparently, Cadelâs instincts were right. Lumenâs father was furious that Lumen had been cultivating special power without his knowledge, and in a fit of senseless paranoia, he had killed a stranger.
It was a fact that neither Cadel, who knew only fragments of the situation, nor Lumen, who was still very young, could have known.
âIsnât this bastard completely crazy as hellâ¦â¦?â
Lumen was beyond shocked, beyond horrified. His breathing was ragged, his cheeks chilled by the rain and his jaw trembling. His father, oblivious to his sonâs precarious position, knelt down in front of the corpse.
âReflect on yourself for not being able to see through his shallow schemes. Donât come back until you reflect on everything.â
It was obvious abuse. The sight of Lumen trembling convulsively made Cadel feel sick to his stomach. He wanted to beat the crap out of this maniac right now, but the inability to do so was driving him insane.
Even after his father left, Lumen didnât move. Sobbing uncontrollably, he reached out a pale hand and closed Korverâs eyes.
âLumenâ¦â¦.â
What must be going through a young boyâs mind in this harsh rain, with the corpse of a loved one in front of him? Cadel dared not imagine. He could only sit beside Lumen, unable to breathe, clenching his teeth, and silently rage on his behalf.
The scene transitioned slowly.
Lumen was standing quietly next to the tightly closed door. His face, hidden by the shadowy wall, was dark, and Cadel soon realized the cause.
Beyond the door, his parents were arguing loudly.
âLumen is your son, Froch! Not a child to be sacrificed for Joseph!â
âWho said anything about sacrifice? Itâs only natural for the second son to support the eldest son, who will be the head of the family in the future. Iâm not sure why Madam is so upset.â
âAre you seriousâ¦â¦? Youâre trying to control and suppress everything around him, and when you see something heâs better than Joseph, you run out and trample it, and you hurt anyone who shows interest in himâ¦â¦. Please stop it!â
âJoseph is a child with a weak body and a delicate nature. What would such a child think when he sees his little brother growing up healthy and bright? Iâm not trampling on Lumen. Iâm trying to protect Joseph.â
Their arguments only escalated. A servant might have come running to take Lumen away, defenselessly exposed to all this bickering, but there was no one around him.
Cadel nervously overheard the story, suffering from the urge to cover Lumenâs ears.
âWhy are you so obsessed with Joseph? Josephâs your son, but heâs also my child. Heâs too weak to be a patriarch, and if you put that kind of pressure on him, he could get sick at any moment.â
ââ¦â¦So. Are you saying that Lumen is better suited to be the head of the family than Joseph, who might collapse at any moment? It seems like you want to put Lumen in the position of patriarch, right? As if my eldest son, who is alive and well, is not there!â
âWhen did I ever say thatâ¦â¦!â
The sharp noise of something breaking was accompanied by a womanâs scream. Lumen gasped and clenched his fists. Unsteady, trembling eyes stared at the door.
âKkyahh! Froch!â
âItâs not about obsession, itâs about following proper rules! You are the ones using Lumen. Not me!â
Unable to stand by and watch the horrific argument, Lumen opened the door and stepped inside. Inside, a woman who looked exactly like Lumen lay on the floor in a disheveled heap.
Her blue eyes, exposed beneath her scattered hair, widened as she quickly composed herself and rushed to Lumenâs side.
âLumen, what are you doing here when you should be sleeping? Go back quickly.â
âMotherâ¦â¦.â
âNow.â
She pushed Lumen out of the room with force in her trembling hands and smiled, trying to reassure her anxious son.
âIâm fine. Itâs none of your business.â
His father had turned his back on Lumen and his wife altogether. Lumen pursed his lips as he took in their contrasting images.
The scene switched again. In a different setting, Lumenâs mother stood in front of a carriage, her face pale, as what Cadel assumed to be her luggage was being loaded into another large carriage. Amidst the bustle of laborers, she stroked Lumenâs head affectionately as he looked up at her.
âAre you sure you want to stay here? Come with this mother. I may not be as powerful as your father, but my family is strong. I can protect you.â
She had decided to separate from her husband. Apparently, Lumen had rejected her offer to leave with her, and her gaze was filled with concern and worry.
Lumen meekly accepted his motherâs touch but shook his head slightly in refusal. From the look of resignation in his young eyes, Cadel could tell what had caused him to reject his motherâs offer.
âHeâs worried. Heâs afraid that his mother will be harmed like Korver.â
He was afraid that his mother, who took him away, might get hurt. He chose to remain in the family. The Lumen of the past still looked quite young.
After saying goodbye to his mother, even when he couldnât see the carriage that had moved away. Lumen stood there, frozen in place.
One by one, the people who cared for him left.