Morning, where the sun had just risen. There is a house that is right in the middle of the adow. This house has a large backyard, and in the distance there is a forest suitable for practicing survival skills.
anwhile, in the front yard there is a road that connects the main gate with this house.
In one of the rooms in the house, a boy was sitting on his bed. The boy is sitting with his legs crossed. His upper body was also undressed, revealing his muscular but not overly swollen body.
With a height of around 160 cm, his long hair can even touch the surface of the bed. The boy seed to be focused on looking ahead; the expression on his face made all the won who saw him be enchanted by his handso face.
"Desmond, breakfast is ready." From outside the room, a mature woman's voice called out to him softly.
"Yes, mother, I'll be there for a mont." This boy was Desmond. His aura, which had previously looked evil due to the demons' blood, had now disappeared and was replaced with a majestic aura as if he was a god.
His charisma also seed to increase, making his movents more elegant like royalty and his voice grew heavier, making him sound manly.
After answering his mother, Desmond refocused his gaze on the transparent screen before him.
[Project 01 has finished]
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Project Detail
Status: Success
Task: Using unique energy from the surrounding area to item instead of using caster energy.
Conclusion: Based on the knowledge taken from the Host's mories, the system has created a custom spell that can create magic items using natural energy.
]
[Unused Slot 1]
" Finally, done." Desmond was very relieved. Seeing the project he had waited patiently for years finally ca to fruition. "Now, I just have to look for items to be used."
Desmond looked around and found his pen on the table. He took the pen and hold it with one hand while speaking his thoughts.
Custom Spell: Item Modifier!
The Custom Spell works are very different from the usual spells he uses, maybe because this is the result of a combination of his mory and system makes all the Custom Spells that he has made do not have incantation.
The natural energy around Desmond began to gather in pen, making the pen enveloped in the whitish light of the temporary energy form of nature.
But this was not enough; Desmond felt that more natural energy was coming from outside. He even saw a lump of energy enter through the glass window.
This is bad, if this continues, then mother and father will definitely notice. Desmond hurriedly stopped his experint, causing all the energy that had gathered in pen to explode.
Luckily this explosion was only an 'illusion,' so Desmond's hand holding the pen was not injured. "That's almost ..." Desmond wiped the sweat off his forehead, and he glanced down.
The pen that had been shrouded in natural energy now appeared to have a light on the tip and hovered over the palm of his hand.
Desmond wanted to touch the pen, but he stopped the action. "System, scan this thing."
[Scanning the target .. ]
[Scan Complete!]
[
Na: Quill Pen
Grade: Uncommon
Information: A pen made of a quill, usually used to write on parchnt
System Conclusion: The pen, as a result of this experint, contains too much natural energy, an unstable inflow. Because it contains natural energy, this pen shines, and it can't be used anymore.
]
"Hmm? Why can't it be used? " This made Desmond curious; he then tried to hold the pen back and ...
* crack *
The pen crumbled to dust. Desmond was shocked; he expected this pen to crack or crumble, but who would have thought this imdiately turned to dust.
"The first attempt failed, probably because I had to stop the process by force." Seeing his first try, Desmond was not discouraged. After all, his action was correct. With few people know, the possibility of problems arising is also decreased.
"I'm not sciences, who would announce their every work they made," Desmond stated.
Desmond got up from his bed; he brought the dust from the pen with his palms to his desk.
"Now, I just need a good ti to carry the next experint." After putting down the dust, Desmond then got ready to leave his room.
But his steps stopped when he saw a parchnt wide open on his table. "Well, my guess was right." After saying that, Desmond continued his steps and finally exited the room.
The parchnt contents about the capturing a child, where two years ago, soone who was neither from the royal family nor from the Imperial Empire's prominent families gave birth to a child.
The child was neither handso nor beautiful; the child was born to a husband and wife who worked in the fields. But what is interesting is the trait of the child.
After the church received the news that the child had a unique trait, the royal troops arrived quickly in front of the husband and wife.
They even offer to care for their child to train and give the child education, which makes the parents tempted. But surprisingly, they turned down the offer which eventually led the king to step in.
And that's where the news ca out "The Imperial King is now a robber!"
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anwhile, in the dining room.
Desmond just arrived and imdiately saw his mother and father were sitting side by side, waiting for him. "Good morning, mother, father." Desmond greeted his parents and then sat across from them.
After Desmond sat down, the maids put the empty plates and glasses in front of them. After all the plates and glasses had been served, then another maid ca carrying a plate covered by a serving hood.
The maid placed the plate in the middle and then opened it, spreading the fragrance of a single roasted chicken tail.
at again, Desmond's expression was disappointed when he saw no vegetables visible in the dish. "Mother, are there really no vegetables? "
Seeing Desmond, who is very handso and elegant now acting like a child, makes Leona's expression softened. "Today, the dish are special for you, my boy; look at your body starting to beco thin because you only eat vegetables."
anwhile, when Bastian saw this, he frowned. "Boy, do you want to be a man who has the physique and appearance of won?" The words from his father stabbed straight into Desmond's heart.
Strangely he felt impulsive running through his mind; Desmond denied it. "Father, vegetables are food that makes us healthy and fresh! Look at the wrinkles on your face. It's- "but then he ca to his senses and block his mouth.
Desmond paused for a mont and sighed. "Sorry for my pretentious behavior earlier." After Desmond cald down, the maid at the side poured wine into his glass. The maid also cut the at for Desmond and put it on the plate.
What was that? I lost control of my emotions? Desmond thought.
After everything was ready to be served, none of the Desmond family mbers ate. They closed their eyes as if waiting for sothing.
And sure enough, a maid ca again with a plate filled with potato wedges. "I apologize for my delay, Lord, Lady, and Young Master." The maid handed the plate to the maid in the kitchen.
"That's fine; I know finding the perfect material is really hard," Leona answered without showing any expression.
"At least don't do it again," Desmond added. Desmond's tone sounded as if he was angry and irritated.
This made the maid think that they were angry with him. "I 'm sorry once again, I'm sorry." The maid then bowed repeatedly.
Desmond beca speechless when he saw this. My emotion was affected again; what really happened? He realized his parents looked at him with a confused gaze.
"It's not your fault; it's just I felt a bit tired and also you can go. " Desmond tried to cheer her up as calmly as possible and make a good impression.
"Y. ..es .. young master. " But strangely, the maid was seen shivering with fear and rushed out of the room.
What? I did well, right? Desmond glanced at his parents and found them shaking their heads.
At that ti, Desmond wanted to open his mouth, but a maid ca again carrying a potato dish that had been mashed and served so that it could be enjoyed.
Since all the dishes were served, Leona and Bastian started eating with their spoon and fork.
Desmond, who wanted to speak, swallowed his saliva; he knew that starting a conversation while eating was a rude attitude.
Desmond then joined them for a al while quietly talking to the system in his mind.
System, find out what is the cause of my previous emotions. And also why this emotion only appears now after 3 years.
Desmond has this suspicion that it has sothing to do with the experint he did earlier or the completed project because that was the only thing he did this morning.
[System Starting to Scan Host Mind ...]
[Detected A Wild Energy was Roaming]
[Terminate Y / N? ]
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