Chapter 4: Chapter 4: A chase

Chapter 4: A chase

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Location: Istonniel state of Otinao Kingdom

1st perspective: James (Duras Istonniel)

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“Let go. FATHER, brother isn’t going”, my sister shouts as she tries to wedge a book out of my iron grip.

Today is another exercise day, I promptly decide to act rebelliously, befitting a child. Soon enough, my father's 1st wife, Tassia Tourhan, discovered us. She looks keenly at me and my sister wrestling each other over a book, and smiles?

“Dear, Genmei, you’re on the offend. The enemy is trying to protect something, meaning he is exposing his weakness”, to my despair, she gives Genmei advice.

Genmei heard her mother's suggestion, paused, and stood up. She is breathing a little heavy as she seems to go into deep thoughts. Seeing her distracted, I try to get up. But then I see her grinning cheekily.

She pounds at me again, getting past my legs defend. But instead of going for the book, her hands sneak to my armpit. She smiles triumphantly as I instantly meet my imminent doom. The rest is history.

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“Father, why do I need to train?”I brawl like a child, trying to get out of my father's grasp.

“You have to learn to defend your chastity son”, he replies as he gives me a sympathetic look while lifting me up. I look at him and instantly felt a bond between us. He knows I will share the same fate as him.

My dear father, Coson Rijal, married two women, Tassia and Margarete Tourhan. They are sisters. Father married into their noble house. I heard from the servants that father gets ‘assaulted’ back during his service in the previous war, not by the enemies mind you. However, Tassia wipe out all her competitor with an iron fist and conquered my father. Her deadly force, beauty, and contribution during the war got her the title, Iron Maiden. While Margarete; my mother enacts psychological warfare, making my father more dependent on her. In summary, women are scary here.

Realizing the plight of my future as I inherited my father's curse handsomeness, I obediently hear and gave him an understanding nod. This matriarchy society will be a pain.

I got my brown hair from Coson, my father, and green eyes from Margarete.

“But father, I’m still only 3 years old”

“You’re big enough now. Exercise is necessary. Run. You will depend on those legs later on.”

Despite being three years old, my body is that of 6 years old on Earth. The growth rate and biology here are different. My body is definitely sturdier, but nothing compared to the monstrous sister jogging beside me. With blonde hair and green eyes, Genmei nonchalantly jog.

“Little brother, you’re a bit slow. Run”, she smirks. Being two years older and inheriting Tassia's strength, she clearly had it easier.

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“Oh, I just thought that you wouldn’t be able to keep up." I smirk back.

“Really? Then go on. If I catch you after 15 seconds, you will do 10 pushes up.”

“Nah don’t want to.”

“You sure?” She shows me her fist. She definitely inherited her mother's iron fist.

My abusive sister needs a lesson. I stiffen my legs. Magical energy flow through my nimble legs. Initiating muscle enhancement. My steps become more graceful. On my side, my sister detected it and smiles brightly at the incoming challenge. Little girl, you’re too young.

“Start”

I kick her leg lightly, causing her to lose balance. She ultimately falls forward, but safely on the grass as I bolt ahead. I grin victoriously. Although I am starting to question my sanity in finding joy in hurting little children. I justify that she threatened me. The moment I started to exceed her in our studies, she became more envious as her pride as an older sister is damaged. However, her excellence in combat and fights balance out. Nevertheless, I am glad that I won’t have to deal with Alabama issues with my sister from another mother.

6 seconds promptly passed. Suddenly, I shiver.

Bloodlust.

I look back seeing my dear sister recover. Her fierce eyes are veraciously frustrated. I experience a surge of energy from her. She plunges her feet onto the ground strongly, digging up the grass and soil. The considerable force accelerates her towards me.

“Shit”

I sidestep and dodge the incoming bullet. Her mighty hand nearly gazes at my lovely neck. Is she trying to kill me? Nevertheless, I need to run. Maybe this is what father meant. But at this rate, she will seize me. 8 seconds.

She is close again. I turn around and quickly cast a spell.

Water ball. Accelerate.

I swing my arm and fling it at the maniac behind me. It splashes her sinister face, blinding her temporarily. I also hope it cools her down a little. Naturally, it did not. The water evaporates from the excessive heat generated by her body. She glared, and a fireball appears in her palm and she launches it right at my feet.

13 seconds

I jump nervously as the fireball exploded under me. Right now, in the frigid air, I scarcely realize I couldn’t change my direction. The world seems to slow down as the aggressive woman tackles me. Therewith, I am in for a frantic beating, not just 10 push up. I just hope my dad will give her scrolling.

 

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