C4 : Unknown state (2)

Yes, even though we were approving them to rear an abandoned child. We never once see him as our blood related, and adorable grandson. By no means were we, accepting him as a part of our Saber’s family.

Contempt is always being hidden in our eyes.

It is true that he is a genius, at the age of 3 he could already talk fluently. He is a smart child, and whenever he look at us, he never let loose his curious eyes. Until he reaches the age of 5… his eyes… become more adult, and intelligent than our eldest child.

A 5 years old kid that outstandingly smart and perspicacious (sharp witted). With that eyes of his, that already understood about the truth of his origin, but ignore it and keep acting as if he is my daughter child…

How abominable!

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“What?! Are you joking?! Don’t talk nonsense!”

“I… I didn’t Duke, I won’t dare to…”

“Then? Do you even realize that word of yours? It’s a damn 7 years old kid! He’s able kill several assassin from the Black hood organization?! Not even you could do it! Even if you battle again one of them 1 on 1! Even the weakest of them is stronger than you!”

“…”

That’s preposterous! What kind of entity is the Black Hood is? It’s the famed assassin from the Xierz Empire! It’s a sure kill royal assassin, that once they done their mission their success rate is 90%! It’s by no means an organization that could be looked at one eyed closed!

That child… no that grandson of mine… is not a genius… he is a monster that could even kill a ghost from the Black hood… how intriguing…

“Dismiss”

“I shall take my leave!”

Hmm, what should I do now?

“Lucie! Let’s visit our Grandson! He’s in a coma right now!”

“Ah! Is that true! Then let’s go! What did you wait! Let’s go fast!”

Unlike me, Lucie my wife already being in love with that child when the child call her Grandma in his 2 year of age… even though I myself need 4 years to marry her… He just need 4 time of meeting with her to get her fall in love to him. How abominable!

At the age of 3, I am being caught up surprised by Lynn…

“Grandpa… am I not father and mother’s son?”

How… did he know?

“You are their son you know…”

Then he look at me, with an eye filled with sadness.

“Am I your Grandson?”

“You are… my 1st Grandson”

Those eyes that look more sadder, the more I answered the more sad he is.

“Thank you Grandpa… Then… Let me change my question…”

“…”

“Am I someone from the Zhield’s Lineage?”

That question… it’s not something 3 years old could think of… what should I say? I am confused… there’s a pain in my heart…

“It’s okay Grandpa…”

“HA… what’s wrong with you Lynn? Did you sick or something?”

“a…. no I’m fine… I just want to solve the puzzle. That’s all…”

“What puzzle?...”

“The puzzle of why did father and mothers friend always asking about is my mother already healed, and my mother answer of ‘it’s not. he is my son.’ And mother’s father eyes…”

That damn weasel!

“… it’s alright Grandpa, I’m not a child anymore…”

You are still a child! Damn it!

“ha… Lynn, you are still a 3 year old brat… cry, when you want to cry. Laugh when you want to laugh, and… just play as you wish to…”

“no, grandpa. Why should I cry… I think I am blessed… that I’m being picked by mother and father…. To be able, to be their child… to be your grandson… I am blessed…”

With that… I hug him, and pat his head. But, even then… I didn’t hear nor see his crying face… instead of that… what I see is his happy face. There’s no longer sadness in it…

“Grandpa… can I ask you for a something?....”

“Just tell me”

“Teach me swordsmanship…”

“The training will be hard you know…”

“I will overcome it.”

Not even once at that time, that I thought he will be able to kill several assassin after only 4 year of training. But, in accordance to that… the price he must to pay, is… he stay in a state of coma for more than 2 weeks by now…

I could only sit beside my child and his wife, seeing the pale face of Lynn… that getting thinner day by day…

Ah… never could I think that just for training 4 year… he’s able to kill Black hood Organization’s assassin just with 2 short swords… how amazing will he become in his adulthood…

No… even if he’s not be able to be something big… for at least he need to be alive more than I could… even if he became a crippled… just by he being alive is enough for me…

Ah… Lynn, my dear Grandson… please… wake up… play with this Grandpa of yours… You should not come with your Grandma and uncles, you should just stay here with me for now…

“.he’s twitching! Rey! He’s twitching!”

“HAHA! My son! He’s awake!”

At last! Dear god! I really thank you for your grace! Thank you!

“Ugh… Grandpa? Father? Mother? Why were you all here?”