4 Mean Children (1/2)

4 Mean Children

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'As he stood in front of the ivory gate of the mansion before him

Apollo remembered this place. It was ”home”

but it never felt like it. Although the previous owner of his body grew up here

the lack of pleasant memories was jarring.'

'This town he grew up in was known as Verdacre; filled with towering vibrant trees that provided copious amounts of shade for miles to come.'

'Additionally

his family—the Kaiser family—had a reputable name in this town; they were one of the two small ruling noble families of the area. While nothing compared to the true powers of this world

they could hold their own with other bordering town nobles.'

'”The Kaiser Family...my old life had magic and spells

knights and mages

but here

I don't think that is what exists.”'

'It wasn't before long that he entered the gates. Upon doing so

Apollo was immediately given odd looks as he limped through the courtyard. His clothes were torn and his hair was matted. At a glance

it seemed he had been through a tough battle

but upon closer inspection

the dirt that covered his clothes didn't appear to originate from battle.'

'”Little child

is staying out all night long all you know how to do? Just because your parents are dead and you have no one to look after you doesn't mean you can go off and do your own thing

” reprimanded a slightly stern-looking man.'

'Apollo paused

glancing at the man with a foul look ”Uncle

I did not stay out all night! You know deep down how I am treated! Don't act like you know nothing.”'

'The hate Apollo fostered ran deep and as such

an outburst came quick.'

'”You disrespectful brat...you dare talk back?!”'

'In light of Apollo's retort

the stern-looking man raised his hand to deliver a smack. However

his wrist was grabbed by a male looking to be of equal age. Shaking his head

he stopped him.'

'”You see the state of his body

just drop it. He is only speaking out of anger. It'll do you good to pay him no mind

as you are now

you look silly

” the newcomer said as he glanced at Apollo.'

'”Hurry along to your living quarters and attend to your body unless you want to lose that leg of yours. With your current body

your weak bone structure can barely support training

” continued the newcomer as he dejectedly sighed.'

'”Danyul...if we don't punish this little eyesore then he will feel it is alright to talk back! How is it right to let him go like this? Where is the proper home training?!” argued the stern-looking man.'

'”Oh? So tell me then

Ashur...how exactly do you want to punish him?”'

'At the question the slightly irritated Ashur stumbled

glancing at Apollo. Now that he gave him a proper look

he was unable to think of a proper answer.'

''Any type of beating would probably kill this kid and I don't want that type of incident on my hands

' Ashur inwardly determined before waving his hand.'

'”Bah! Never mind… but that little brat should never talk back again!” Ashur succinctly yelled.'

'Apollo limped forward

gritting his teeth and clenching his fist en route to his room. However

as he limped

Danyul's face shifted to a downcast expression as he sighed. Within his eyes lingered a heavy melancholy.'

'As he turned to leave

he muttered to himself

”If only you had the talent your parents did…”'

'Shortly after

Apollo reached his courtyard. Compared to the rest of the mansion

Apollo's living space was on the tiny side. It was a room unable to fit more than 3 people. It had a simple plush mat as a bed

a counter

and a lamp.'

'When he turned his head

Apollo saw a small container of cream prompting him to claim it. When he did

the system granted him even more information on the item.'

'Item Name: Healing Ointment'

'Rank: Rank 1 Medicine'

'Grade: Poor'

'Effect: When smeared on open wounds

restores 2 Health.'

'Sub-effect: Closes minor wounds in 2 hours.'

'Uses: 10/10'

'”Oh

the system provides information like this...neat. Hey Azridan