The Pure Realm Of Cultivator!

Your Innocent Become Problem

Enia didn't expect the magic book she had given would bring about such significant changes in Zeion. It had been 2 weeks since Zeion received the book. So many changes had occurred; the child now recited incantations that not even Enia herself could understand.

"Fire..."

A flame the size of a small stone appeared in Zeion's hand, leaving Enia speechless as she pulled back in surprise.

"Young Master, how could you learn magic like this?" Enia asked, looking extremely worried.

"I learned it from the book you gave me. I never thought the book would be so helpful!"

Enia should have been proud; without formal training, the child in front of her was able to use basic magic. However, Enia was concerned about Zeion's achievements surpassing her expectations.

For a child in his age, Zeion had already demonstrated miracles. However, this might become a problem. The Edmon family wasn't descended from a line of high-level magic users. Edmon was just a regular merchant, and Rosa was a housewife. Even Emily, a normal little girl, stood out as ordinary. Only Zeion appeared different to Enia. At the age of 9, he would not be considered normal by others.

"Young Master, you shouldn't show this magic to others!"

"Not use this magic? Why?" It was a reasonable question. Not only was he curious about that, but Enia's shocked look also piqued his interest.

Enia was perplexed. She needed to find the right words to quench the child's curiosity. Young minds absorbed every word and she didn't want to discourage his inquisitiveness.

"Young Master, this magical power will be valuable when used to save many people! Right now, you need to learn more before showing it to others."

Without suspicion or further questions, Zeion nodded enthusiastically, and his warm smile deepened Enia's sense of guilt.

After a while, Enia left the room. Her feet felt reluctant to step away, and she slowly turned her head to glance at the window, where a candle was flickering.

"I hope Young Master will listen to my words..."

Continuing with Zeion's innocent reading of books, he learned various types of magic, starting with fire, water, wind, and earth. Until now, he could only manipulate the energies of fire and wind. He didn't know how to control these energies; they flowed through his body, sometimes resulting in flashes of light, which were noticed by those in Edmon's household.

"What was that?" Edmon asked after witnessing a brief flash of light. He even had to open a window to be sure. However, his curiosity received no satisfying response. In the distance, a building stood tall amid the darkness of the night.

"I think it was just your imagination!" Rosa said holding Emily on her lap, gently stroking the little girl's head. Emily was asleep, her face adorned with a warm smile.

"You're right!" Edmon quickly shut the window, but the unsettling feeling persisted. He felt that something was amiss with the recent events.

"Tomorrow is a big day for our daughter, so don't let her disappoint!" Rosa expressed her hopes for the upcoming event.

Edmon offered a wry smile to his small daughter, hoping for a smooth and joyous occasion.

The next day...

"Why hasn't Enia arrived yet?" Zeion asked, restless to show the impressive results of a night's practice. He had managed to create ice energy from the water element. The room's air was chilly; even the candle that usually provided light was frozen.

The sun was already high, yet Enia had not come to give Zeion food. She usually visited in the morning and evening, to accompany Zeion during meals or storytelling sessions. Sometimes other matters kept her away, leaving Zeion hungry.

The urge to surprise Enia overpowered the rumblings in his stomach. Zeion couldn't wait to see the astonished expression on Enia's face at what he had achieved.

Thud! Thud!

An odd sound reached Zeion's ears. He turned to the window, stood up, and inspected what was outside the building. In the distance, a group of people had gathered. He couldn't see them clearly; his stature was too short, even with a bench to help him see.

Thunk...

Unfortunately, his curiosity led to his head hitting the door frame as he fell. The door appeared sturdy, but showed signs of old.

"I need to get out..." The declaration propelled him to use magic to force the door open.

Today marked Emily's fifth birthday. Many aristocrats had been invited by Edmon. The servants were busy with the event, and Enia hadn't had a chance to visit Zeion. She felt guilty when she realized the child might not have eaten yet.

"Be patient Young Master. I will definitely come for you!" Enia had saved some cake pieces to give to Zeion. Moreover, Zeion's favorite cake was among them. Just the thought brought a smile to her face.

People applauded Emily's health and beauty. Many nobles glanced at the little girl, predicting that she would grow up to be beautiful.

Everyone engaged in small talk during the meal session before moving on to the final segment. People mingled to establish connections; nobles and merchants determined their futures. Edmon skillfully orchestrated the event for the betterment of his family's future.

"Wow..."

However, amidst the servants' watch, they forgot about the presence of a boy who entered the party room.

An innocent child stood in awe of the room's opulence. His eyes caught the glimmer of many lights.

"This room is so magnificent!" His nose caught a familiar scent, and his gaze locked onto a container filled with a large white cake topped with various fruits.

He was tempted and approached it.

"It smells so good..."

"Who is this boy?"

"Why is he in this celebration?"

Older children gazed at Zeion, uttering hurtful words. They looked at his clothes, which didn't resemble those of a noble or esteemed person. The brown fabric had a tear in the sleeve, giving him the appearance of a beggar.

Adults responded with similar expressions, including demeaning words to Zeion.

"Hah... why?" Zeion being a child was much more sensitive, both physically and emotionally. He was aware of the gazes and tones directed at him.

Edmon and Rosa were extremely shocked when they realized that Zeion was the source of the commotion. They were silent, unsure of how to address the situation.

"Father..." Zeion's innocent plea sought protection, feeling that he wasn't worthy of harm as part of the family.

__To Be Continued__