A punch strikes my left cheek. After being hit, I fall down.
“Hahaha! Trash is so weak!”
The one who punched me is a six-year-old child named Jaize. I am about one year and three months old, barely able to walk on my own. There’s no way I could win against a six-year-old.
However, no one around us stops Jaize.
Jaize is the legitimate grandson (the son of the legitimate son) of the lord. Simply put, he is a child of a certain bloodline, and one day he is supposed to inherit the Lightstar Marquis family.
Even if a bastard child like me were to be killed, no one would blame Jaize.
A few months have passed since my living situation changed, and I’ve come to understand many things.
As I mentioned earlier, this house is the Lightstar Marquis family.
The head of the family (the lord) is Elgard Bald Lightstar, who is 62 years old.
The legitimate son (Jaize’s father) is Badras Bald Lightstar, and he is currently in charge of most matters within the territory.
The Lightstar Marquis family belongs to the Kingdom of Kordia.
The Bard region, which is governed by the Lightstar Marquis family, is located in the fertile southern part of the Kingdom of Kordia, known for producing the most wheat in the country.
Jaize, in terms of age, is like an older nephew to me, but he doesn’t consider me a relative by blood.
“You are the child of a slave! You aren’t even allowed to appear in front of me!”
Someone calling themselves “I-sama”… there were quite a few people like that. My father in my previous life and a classmate used to say “I-sama” as well. There are surprisingly many of these “I-sama” people.
Moreover, this is a separate house (not the main residence), and Jaize does not live here. He came all the way here; I didn’t go to the main residence.
In other words, he came here on purpose to hit me and the other children of concubines.
Jaize probably doesn’t even know my name, nor the names of the other concubine’s children. He’s just having fun hitting any child he can see.
Even though he’s a child, he’s a piece of trash so revolting it makes me want to vomit.
After being hit and kicked for a while, Jaize, out of breath, walks away.
“Haah… haah. I’ll let you go with just this much today!”
Jaize walks away, his body shaking.
It hurts a lot, but I managed to minimize the damage.
If I had broken a bone or had internal damage, it could have been life-threatening, so I made sure to avoid that.
Having been beaten in my previous life, I had somehow developed the skill to avoid fatal injuries like that.
Of course, there’s a limit to that. So, the best thing is to not get hit at all.
“Thoma. Are you okay?”
It’s Luis, who is close to my mother, who helps me up.
She’s only 20 years old, and her family wasn’t very wealthy, so it seems she was sold by her parents. Her situation is not much different from a slave’s.
She has a child, a girl who’s one year older than me.
“I’m fine.”
I have a small cut inside my mouth, but it’s not a serious injury. Being hit by Jaize was nothing compared to the hits from my father in my past life.
“I’m sorry, Thoma. I couldn’t protect you…”
“It’s not your fault, Jaize is to blame. Luis, you’re not at fault.”
Luis hugs me. This is what you would call a good person, I think. Definitely not like the ones who live in the main residence.
Luis carried me and took me to my mother.
I could walk, and I wanted to, since it would help train my body, but Luis wouldn’t let go of me.
“Thoma!”
“Did Jaize do this again?”
“I’m fine.”
“Thoma…”
I was passed from Luis to my mother’s arms.
“I’m sorry, Thoma. I’m sorry… I’m sorry…”
My mother cried as she apologized to me.
In my previous life, I was abused even by my mother, but in this life, I’ve been fortunate enough to have a good mother. That makes me really happy.
Later, in my own room, I used my skills as usual.
I turned walnuts into soybeans and chewed them. Soybeans are rich in nutrients. I ate them to build my body.
Once my mana was depleted, I went to sleep.
[Level Up]
As I kept using my skills, I leveled up. Not just my skill level, but my general level increased.
Character Name: Thoma
Race: Demi-God (Human, Divine)
Info: Male, 1 year old, healthy
Title: Apostle of ×××
Rank: G
Affinity: Divine
Blessing: God of Conversion (Unawakened)
Level: 3
Skills: Conversion – Level 1
Life: 5 (25)
Stamina: 6 (31)
Mana: 7 (37)
The numbers in parentheses represent the true values for my current level.
Since I’m still a toddler, it seems my stats are limited.
Thanks to having a bit more mana, I can convert more, though it’s just a small increase.
My mother can live in this separate house as a concubine, but our situation isn’t safe. I feel that I should level up as quickly as possible to improve my situation, but I keep fainting from mana exhaustion.
