Damn Reincarnation - Chapter 1.2

At first, he thought this was just a long dream after death. But, as he became aware of the reality after for a long time, the fool Hamel was reborn as a descendant of the great Vermouth. In his previous lifetime, Vermouth had several wives and in addition he also had many other mistresses.

“His body doesn’t look like what I have remembered. Did he gain muscle as he got older?”

Vermouth, as Eugene remembers, was not a muscle man like in the picture, but a skinny guy.

I can’t believe that Vermouth had many descendants from ten concubines. I am also a human being, so I quite understand that, but still… 10.

Only the descendants of the official wife are recognized as the direct descendants. He may have Ryan Hart as a family name, but Eugene’s family is just a branch.

Although they were not living poorly like the other branch family, their house still cannot compare to the capital’s main family house, even so the mansion where Eugene lives was luxurious enough to be considered as a bigshot in this rural village. This means that even if they weren’t from the main branch, they were treated with at least some respect.

The most extravagant part in the mansion is where the great Vermouth, the

master of all the masters, is being shown off, proving the legitimacy of their ancestry.

“The descendants who inherited the blood of the great master should not neglect training.”

I’ve been hearing that since I was a child.’

“Again….”

Jehard Ryan Hart, seeing his 10-year-old son possessing eyes showing obsessiveness into training, made him kinda feel guilty.

He also did not neglect training at an early age, but his past was marked by

guilt over the pressure of being at the same blood of the Great Vermouth.

Their ancestor was the great Vermouth, but Jehard had little talent for fighting “……you broke it.”

Every time I see my son, I feel a lot of complications. Hearing unkind words and deeds, his fierce eyes are now without innocence. [1]

Eugene had lost his mother since he was young, and he had never cried in search for his dead mother.

That’s not all. My son’s talent is… It is unbelievably great because of the bloodline he possessed.

“He is a Genius.”

It was embarrassing that his own son has more talent than him, but Jehard sometimes feared that something may happen to his ten years old. He is just a young child who has not yet started manipulating mana, but he could already swing his wooden sword very well.

“I’ve been doing it many times and now the sword is ruined.”

Eugene put down the wooden sword, and smacked his lips together. A wooden sword with an iron core is just too heavy to handle with a child’s muscular strength. Nevertheless, Eugene insisted on such a wooden sword since he was seven years old.

At first his father thought it was just a childlike stubbornness. It was cute to see him whining and wielding a wooden sword.

That was already three years ago. Now, Eugene is free to handle that heavy wooden sword, and it didn’t even last until the sand bag broke.

Jehard swallowed his saliva and looked at the floor. A broken wooden sword was completely smashed during the practice against the scarecrow.

“How long has it been since you changed it? Was it three days?’

It’s not surprising. Since the beginning of the war, all the scarecrows in the smokestack were destroyed and replaced.

“The village blacksmith’s work is a piece of shit of course.’

Eugene spouted. This was a vulgar thing to say from a child, but Jehard didn’t bother to call him out. This is was his nature.

I tried to correct him from an early age, but my son’s nature could not change.

“I can’t believe we’re paying to sell such a cheap thing. We have to do purge

this trash of work, but father you are going too easy to this people.”

“Well… uh…I will specially give my attention to them. Next time, they will be a little more robust…….”

“I am not talking about the scarecrow, just add more iron in the wooden

sword in order to strengthen it. I need a sword that doesn’t break just after a few swing.”

Jehard stared at his son, unable to utter anything.

A body that is incredibly disciplined for a ten-year-old child. To be honest, he think he will lose against his son…….

Compared to me, someone born with no talent…….’

Jehard could not feel pure joy at his son’s talent. Was it because he feel like

his son is becoming a monster? That’s not the reason.

Among the many feelings that Jehard feel for his son, there was also a

sense of pride. Unlike himself, the father, Eugene is born with a brilliant talent.

However, as he feel proud there was also a guilty feeling. This was an

inevitable because as a father he wasn’t talented. The other Ryan heart

family isn’t like them.

Their branch family has been pushed out from their original home hundreds

of years ago, and now they are ignored by the other relatives.

Does his son know the truth of their family situation? It is better that his son

won’t know. It was too difficult for a child to understand.

“Can’t I use a real sword?”

Jehad shook his head with a wry look.

“Not yet.”

“Because I am still a child?”

“Yeah.”

Footnotes:

[1] The original means that Eugene was exposed to the pressure of being the descendant to a great warrior in which he doesn’t act like the other innocent children, just saying if you didn’t understand the context from the one I translated