Several days passed in restless anticipation.
When the long-awaited morning finally arrived, Kael awoke early, his heart pounding with nervous excitement. The soft light of dawn filtered into his room, yet sleep had long since abandoned him.
Today was his baptism day.
After getting dressed, Kael made his way to the dining hall. At the breakfast table, his father Aelric, mother Elara, and younger sister Lyria were already waiting.
"Good morning, Kael!" Lyria said, nearly bouncing from her chair. "Your baptism day is here! I just know you're going to get something amazing!"
Elara smiled warmly. "Eat well first, dear. It's a special day."
After breakfast, the family boarded their elegant carriage and began the journey through town. People greeted them with bows and smiles.
"Good morning, Count!"
"Blessings upon your family!"
Kael sat quietly, staring outside while lost in his thoughts.
What blessing will I receive…? Am I ready for this…?
The ride continued with cheerful conversations, though Kael remained deep in his own mind.
They finally reached the sacred site. The priest was already standing near the shining statue of the gods, awaiting their arrival.
Kael stepped forward. His family knelt beside him. He closed his eyes.
What if… what if I actually get the six magic types… and a weapon mastery blessing too…?
Suddenly—a voice echoed inside his mind. A calm, ethereal voice.
"As you wish. But remember—your fate depends on your actions."
Kael's eyes flew open. A glowing window floated before him—his status. His breath caught in his throat.
Six Magic Types: Acquired Weapon Master: Acquired Craftsman Skill: Acquired???: Magic Creation – Locked (requires six elements)
A brand-new type of magic, one he had never seen in any book—Magic Creation, a power that could only activate with mastery of all elements.
Kael's hands trembled. He could barely breathe.
Suddenly—
"Kael! Kael!"
His father's voice pulled him back to reality.
"Y-Yes, Father?" Kael quickly closed his status, swallowing hard.
"What blessing did you receive?" Aelric asked gently.
Kael froze.
What should I say? No one in history ever had all six elements… If they find out—
"I… I feel a little dizzy," he said quickly. "Maybe we should go home? I-I need to rest."
Elara immediately stepped forward. "He's right. It's overwhelming for a child. Let's take him home."
Aelric nodded with concern.
During the carriage ride, Kael remained silent, his thoughts racing.
I need to hide my status… Magic Creation… maybe I can use it to create a spell to conceal everything.
Once they reached home, Kael rushed to his room.
"I'll be fine in a little while… I think it's just excitement," he assured his parents before entering.
Kael closed the door behind him, letting the soft click echo through the quiet room. He leaned back against the door and took a deep breath.
"Alright… first things first. I need to hide my real blessing."
His heartbeat raced with excitement—not fear. After all, he now possessed something no one in the entire kingdom had seen since the First King.
A wide grin spread across Kael's face.
"Hahaha… so now I can create magic. Let's begin."
He straightened his posture. A gentle breeze of mana swirled around him. Closing his eyes, he focused.
And then it happened.
Words—ancient, unfamiliar, yet strangely natural—flowed into his mind, as if someone were whispering a forgotten divine chant.
Kael opened his eyes slowly.
"So this is… magic creation."
A faint silver magic circle appeared before him for a moment, then dispersed.
Kael checked his status again.
"Good. Now it shows only three types of magic… and swordsmanship skill. Perfect."
He nodded to himself, satisfied.
Just then—knock, knock.
Kael stiffened slightly.
"Come in," he said calmly.
Mira stepped inside and bowed.
"Sir Kael, Lord and Madam are waiting for you in the dining room."
Kael smiled lightly.
"Alright, I'll be there in a moment."
After she left, he whispered,
"Okay… I'm prepared. Time to face them."
Kael entered the dining hall and took his seat. Elara immediately leaned forward, worry in her eyes.
"Kael, dear… are you feeling better now?"
Kael nodded politely.
"Yes, Mother, I'm fine."
Aelric's gaze sharpened.
"Kael… there is something important you need to understand."
He leaned forward.
"As you know, you are my second son. Because I have only one domain, the title and territory will pass to your elder brother. That is why you must explore your future path by yourself."
Kael nodded respectfully.
"Yes, Father. I understand. I will do my best."
Elara gently touched Kael's hand.
"He will grow into a fine and great man, Aelric."
Aelric laughed softly.
"Hahaha, true."
Then his expression turned serious.
"Now, Kael… show us your blessing."
Kael opened his status screen.
Aelric's face paled.
Attack Power: 50,000, Defense Power: 32,000 , Magic: Fire, Water, Wind, Earth, Light , Dark and Creation magic (Shown)Skill: Swordsmanship
Aelric's tone hardened.
"Kael… do not show this to anyone."
He turned to Mira and the butler.
"No one repeats a word of this conversation. Understood?"
They bowed deeply.
"Yes, my lord."
Aelric looked back at Kael.
"…Kael. Something is off."
His eyes narrowed.
"Are you hiding something?"
The room fell silent.
Aelric leaned closer.
"Kael… show me the truth."
Kael slowly nodded.
"…Yes, Father."
He opened his true status.
Six Magics, Magic Creation, Weapon Master, Craftsman All skills: Level 10
Everyone froze.
Aelric whispered in disbelief,
"Kael… your power alone could destroy a kingdom."
Lyria burst into laughter.
"My brother is amazing! He can do anything!"
She hugged him tightly. Kael gently placed a hand on her head, smiling.
"I don't want to destroy anything, Father. I just want to protect people… and their smiles."
Elara's eyes filled with pride.
"See, Aelric? He is wise."
Aelric exhaled, then laughed.
"You're right… absolutely right."
He looked at Kael with admiration.
"With such power, you can choose any path you desire."
Kael lifted his head.
"I have decided, Father. I will become an adventurer. And as a noble, I will fulfill my duties."
Three Days Later
The mansion was unusually lively. Servants moved briskly, guards trained harder, and even the air felt different.
Kael stepped into the courtyard, stretching lightly before training.
"Good morning, Young Master Kael!"
Every knight saluted him.
Kael nodded politely and walked toward Sir William—the strongest knight in the domain.
"Sir William," Kael said calmly. "I want to spar with you."
The courtyard froze.
"Are you certain, my lord?" William asked.
Kael smiled.
"Don't hold back."
"All knights, step back!" William ordered.
Kael whispered,
"Acceleration."
In an instant, he vanished.
CLANG!
Gasps erupted.
"H-He moved like light!"
"Sir William almost couldn't block!"
Kael ran up the wall, leapt into the air—
CLANG—CRACK!
William's sword split in two. Kael's blade rested gently at his neck.
"…I concede," William said.
Cheers exploded across the courtyard.
Later that evening, Aelric smiled proudly.
"I heard you defeated Sir William today."
Kael smiled shyly.
"Thank you, Father. Mother… tomorrow, I want to register at the Adventurers' Guild."
Elara smiled warmly.
"If that is your wish, then we support you."
Kael looked toward the night sky.
Tomorrow… his journey would truly begin