To survive in this world I have to gather as much information as I could and for that I need to check the memories of Raphael and then compare them with the novel that I was writing.

I was filled with guilt, I mean if thie things here would have continued the way as I intended them to, then Raphael and his family...ahhh! Shit I don't want to think about it!

But I don't have a choice. I have to do this!

With this thought in mind, I started accessing Raphael's memories.

CHAPTER- 04

Time waits for no one, when I first came to this world, all I wanted was to get bigger so that I can take care of myself but after spending some time with Sister Beatrice and my siblings, I couldn't help but hope for time to stop itself. It might sound ridiculous to anyone who reads it but I will say it anyway, the thing is, I don't want to grow up at all.

Living under the warmth and protection of our parents is truly the best feeling ever. I am glad and grateful that I got to experience this feeling once again.

Well regardless, now 2 more years have passed and now I have become a 6-year-old boy. At this age, children on earth usually get admitted to a primary school. That means I have now officially grown up from a child to a boy.

Everyone talks about becoming a teenager from a boy or becoming an adult from a teenager but no one talks about becoming a boy from a child. I think this step is very necessary in the life of a person as well, in my opinion, this step might be even more important than becoming an adult from a teenager.

The moment I arrived in this world, I had a sick body. Although the doctor checked me and said that I didn’t have any chronic illness, it didn’t mean that I was in a good condition. Getting hit by a disease can affect your future growth if not treated properly. So I have been giving it my all in doing all the physical and mental exercises so that I grow up strong and don’t have any future complications.

Throughout these 6 years, I have made sure to drain my mana reserves dry for almost every single day. Now, I have gotten so used to this feeling of emptiness, that I have even stopped fainting now. According to an estimate from Sister Beatrice, the amount of mana that I possess must have surpassed most of the Royal kids in the Capital.

Father Joshua used to be a member of the Army in his youth days. So nowadays I am being taught about different combat methods from him. He is a swordsman and to be honest he is very strong.

Throughout these past few days, Father Joshua has been taking my training very seriously, he has been teaching me close-quarters hand-to-hand combat for some time now. What he has taught me seems like a mixture of different martial arts.

To be honest I am not much good when it comes to fighting using my fists. I can follow up and learn the movements with some effort but I am not particularly good when it comes to using these methods in a fight.

My mind just sort of goes blank during a fight, that's why I am not able to use any of the techniques that I have learned to dodge or even defend myself while I am fighting.

I am very worried about this issue, although Father Joshua has told me that it’s not a big deal to be not good at both magic and martial arts but I can tell that this is not just me being bad at martial arts, it’s more like a personality problem. In most cases, I don’t want to hurt others and as for myself I don’t ever want to get hurt either, maybe it’s because of this personality that I close my eyes when I see an attack coming towards me.

I am a coward who doesn’t want to face his problems. I am the kind of person, who rather than facing his problems head-on, would just close off his eyes and wait for the problem to go away by itself. This type of personality is bad, especially in a world like this where everything is settled by strength. I need to get over this flaw of mine otherwise I am going to suffer a lot.

It was a sunny day, I was sitting outside the church with Sister Beatrice, Tracy, and Mike. Sister was telling us the stories about our kingdom’s glorious past and its great warriors. I have always found it interesting to listen to the stories about the heroes of the past.

“And that’s how the 7th Chancellor of our nation forced the entire army of the Kingdom of Inolia all on his own.”

“Wow Sister, I can’t believe the 7th Chancellor was so powerful!” Tracy said in a cheerful voice.

“Hmm...yes, but the current Chancellor is said to be the strongest Chancellor of all time along with the 1st Chancellor.”

“Sister, has there been any Chancellor who was a commoner by birth?” I asked her

“No, as I told you before, only the strongest person of this nation can become a Chancellor. Commoners can’t compare to the nobles or royals in terms of magic, so it’s almost impossible for a commoner to become a Chancellor in this nation. The best thing that a commoner can hope for is to become a Magic Warrior.” Sister Beatrice said in a somewhat sad voice.

“But sister you know, there is someone I know who can become the Chancellor?” Tracy said all of a sudden.

“And who that might be?”

“Big bro Raphael of course. I mean you said this yourself, didn't you? That his Mana reserves should be higher than most of the children of his age group, right? And as far as magic element goes, he can use a rare element like lightning. If he can’t become a Chancellor then who would?”

“Hey hey hey, what is this? Stop deciding my future all on your own, I don’t want to become a Chancellor or anything like that.” I said in a tone full of protest.

I don’t want to give any false hope to others. Becoming the strongest person in this nation is a very big deal. I don’t know what’s the total population of this country but from what I know, it should be easily more than 10 million. Me becoming the strongest person amongst a population of 10 million people sounds almost impossible.

And if, by any stroke of luck I do manage to become the strongest person of this country, would it mean that I can become the Chancellor? To be honest, I don’t think you can become a Chancellor just by becoming the strongest person in a nation. I think one needs to have public support as well as the support of all the big nobles and royals to become a Chancellor. A ruler without support is like a giant tree without roots, no matter how big and green the tree is, without any roots it is bound to be destroyed.

“Well, well a bunch of commoners talking about something like becoming the Chancellor sure is annoying.” Our conversation was cut short by an arrogant voice coming from the sky.

Hmm…even the god is now looking down on us? We commoners sure are pathetic.

But when I looked at the sky once again, I saw a person descending from the sky on a broomstick. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that many people use broomsticks as a means of transportation in this world.

The person who was descending was a man, he had a thin but tall build and blond hair. There was an arrogant smirk on his face. He looked like the by-book definition of an arrogant noble from a light novel. The way he was looking at us, was similar to how a person would look at a heap of trash.

“Sir Cornil Claum, what brings you here?” Sister Beatrice asked the man in a respectful voice.

“Oh, it’s nothing Sister. I was just patrolling in this area when I heard you guys talking about becoming a Chancellor, it’s really funny how commoners like you even dare to think about such a thing.”

I hate this guy.

“Lowborn vermin like you should learn your place and try to live a modest life serving your superiors. The mere thought of you rats trying to stand on the same level as us makes me want to kill all of you and hang your corpses on the outskirts of this village so that you people might serve as an example to remind all the commoners throughout the kingdom to know their place!” As the noble trash continued his voice became more and more poisonous.

I can’t take this anymore.

I stepped forward and bowed down to the nobleman, then I said, “I am really sorry, Mister Corny Clown. I didn’t mean to offend you in any way.”

“Pfft. Hahahaha” Sister started laughing as soon as she heard me.

Cornil’s face turned red from embarrassment and he glared at me and said, “What…did you call me just now?”

“Corny Horny,” I said once again changing his name.

“Hahaha good! Very good, kid! Looks like no one taught you any manners, hah? Well, that's to be expected from a bastard orphan like you! But don’t you worry, I, as your superior and as a responsible citizen would ‘help’ you in learning them!” Cornil said as he started emitting mana from his body.

The pressure that came from his mana was so high that Tracy and Mike fell unconscious

"Tracy, Mike!"

Even Sister Beatrice had a terrified expression on her face, but she didn’t back down. Instead, she stood in front of me and said, “Step back Raphael, let me handle this.”

I was in a new world, with no family or friends, theoretically speaking no one should have stood up for me but Sister Beatrice yet again did. From the time when that shaman came to exorcise me to the time when I got into a fight with this noble today, she has always looked out for me.

Mummy, Papa whenever I missed the two of you and felt lonely, I would just go and hug Sister Beatrice and then all the feelings of loneliness would just disappear from inside of me. My two younger siblings whom I loved more than anything, seeing the sight of them fainting right in front of me, angers me so much that I just want to rip out this bastard's heart.

I didn’t say anything, I just went forward and stood in front of Sister, seeing me do that she tried to make me back off, in response to which I just looked back at her. Seeing my eyes, she backed off without saying anything.

“Sir Corny Horny, please don’t release your mana so abruptly otherwise I might actually get scared!”

I started releasing my own mana in order to counter Cornil’s mana. Although the pressure I was exerting wasn’t greater than Cornil’s, it wasn’t much lower either.

Not only was Cornil having a hard time exerting that much pressure on me, even his complexion had turned pale and he was sweating profusely. I, on the other hand, wasn’t in a much better situation myself. Although my mana reserves were high, my body wasn’t strong enough to handle so much mana. The situation turned into a kind of deadlock when Cornil suddenly retracted all his mana and said, “Enough!”

Then he attacked me with an earth spell, stone bullet!

Crap! I can’t save myself from that, I closed my eyes out of habit and surrendered myself to fate, but even after waiting for a while, the stone bullet didn’t hit me. I opened my eyes to check what happened, and that's when I saw a water curtain right in front of me. The curtain stopped the stone spell, thereby saving me from getting hurt. The one who used the water spell was Sister Beatrice.

“Sir Cornil, what is the meaning of this!!? Attacking a child with such a lethal spell! Do you have no shame!? Are you going to be so cruel as to kill a small child like him just because he stopped you from talking bad about commoners!? Shame on you! You are a military officer who is appointed here to protect us but instead of doing that, you want to kill children! If that's the way it is, then I will complain about you to my superiors at the Central Church!” Sister Beatrice amplified her voice by using mana. Hearing her voice the villagers started gathering around our house.

Cornil had a flustered expression on his face. Never in his wildest dreams, he must have thought that things would end up like this.

He glared at me and said in a voice full of anger, “You, boy, come with me! You are being taken into custody on the suspicion of being an enemy spy, you are not…”

"Calling a 6-year old child a spy, did you become an officer by bribing those higher-ups? I guess I should report this information to the Central Church as well" now Sister Beatrice was openly threatening Cornil.

Despite living most of her life in the countryside, Sister does know how to use her connection with the Central Church, I guess I forgot to mention it but Sister Beatrice is a nun affiliated with the Central Church in the Capital. She was an excellent student and a capable magician, Father Joshua once told me that she was offered a post in a big city, but she refused it because she wanted to work for the village and its people. That's why she is loved by everyone in the village.

Seeing Sister Beatrice in a pinch, almost every villager in our village came out of their house and started protesting against Cornil,

“Shut up you noble scum!”

“Go away!”

“Boo!”

Even if you are a noble, even if you have tons of magic power, even if you are at a big post, you can never ignore the citizens! Commoners usually don't have a good opinion about Nobles and Royals so that's why they never miss a chance to get back at them

“Mister Cornil, I would advise you to go back today, otherwise you might get into a lot of trouble.” Sister Beatrice threatened Cornil again in her ever so calm voice.

Cornil looked at me spitefully before going away with a humph!

At that time, I was so unaware that just thinking about it sends a chill running down my spine. At that time, I had no idea that my life would change so much after this incident.

I did something very terrible.

I was filled with a deep sense of dread and anger. I can't believe...I, no! There's no time for that!

I need to access more memories