Reincarnation into the Barrier Master

The hot summer is over and the pleasant autumn season has arrived. I turned nine years old.

Just like in Japan, there are four seasons in this world. Summer is hot and winter is cold. There are no electrical appliances in this world, but there is magic in this world, and most of the heat and cold can be covered by magic.

The butler has become quite a familiar figure in this world. He is now able to guide the noblemen who visit the house of Bartham from the front door to the parlor. However, I only seem to be able to do this thanks to my old butler, Wighton, who gives me advice from time to time and casually follows up on my advice.

One day, in the middle of training with my master, I received a visitor. It was a rather violent entrance.

At level 4, the size, distance, and power of the fireballs can be adjusted freely according to the amount of magic power that is put into the fireballs. The fireball released by the master is filled with a considerable amount of magical power. It is almost a serious blow.

The fireball comes flying in pieces from three directions, and the master puts up thick wards against the fireball. Immediately after that, a huge explosion occurs. The force of the explosion would be catastrophic if it were not in the large yard of the Bertherm family (probably about the same area as the Tokyo Dome). The wards I had put up with all my might are about to be broken, but I manage to withstand it. Immediately after that

"Sweet."

The wards shatter with a bang, sending a shock through my brain. For a moment, I almost lose consciousness, but I manage to hold it in. I turn around in a hurry and see a woman swinging a wooden sword.

"You've put up a very strong ward, but it's still uneven. The back of the room is empty.

"Miss Eril! You're back!"

Long time no see, Falco. You haven't changed a bit.

Miss? Are you by any chance Mrs. Elsa's daughter? No, you're too young for that. Grandson?

"Linos, why don't you say hello. This is Bartham von Erill. He's the niece of Miss Elsa."

I immediately got down on one knee, put my hands on my chest, and bowed my head.

"I beg your pardon. I am the slave Linos.

"You have very good manners. Better than me, I think.

"For about a year now, I've had my butler, Wyton, teaching him your manners. He's already learned to read, write and do arithmetic."

"He's just a child! You can ward, you can do arithmetic..."

The young lady looked at me with her mouth open for a moment. She slowly lifts her head and her eyes meet mine. The lady stares at me sharply. Oh, her breasts are surprisingly big.

Falco, what are the skills of this slave?

I can shorten my chanting and use recovery magic. You can shorten the chanting time and use recovery magic as well.

"How old is this slave... nine! What is a 9-year-old with two lvl 3's?

You're a little off. That's because she was dying every day while using her magic. You're not like those slaves. They'll be thrown away when they're no longer needed.

So how is this slave's swordsmanship?

No, not at all. I've been training with me for two years.

I'm sorry I didn't teach you how to use a sword. There's more to fighting than magic, isn't there?

"Well, that's true, but... I do not use a sword, but I have not been inconvenienced at all.

"Falco is special. I've seen this slave's wards before and they shattered easily when I attacked him from behind. You should teach them how to use a sword properly."

"Yes... Well, it would be a good opportunity for Linos, so let's teach him how to use a sword from now on.

Have you raised the bar?

"I can deal with that slave if you like. But first, I'm going to go say hello to your aunt."

Who the hell is this woman? Let's see if we can get an appraisal.

Bertham Phil Eril (licensed swordsman, age 24)

H!? H!?

M!? : 77

Swordsmanship LV4

Physical recovery LV4

Physical Reinforcement LV4

Life Magic LV1

Good manners LV1

Bam, you're a monster. You've got a full license. H!? is completely beyond the master. That's why the warding's gonna break. Wait! If he's going up against this woman, that means he's going to get the full brunt of the sword!

I feel like I'm going blind. The master taps me on the shoulder. He has a big smile on his face. People in this world are all dorks!

After that, the master told me more about Eryl.

Eryl is the grandson of Mrs. Elsa's sister. Mrs. Elsa had lost a child soon after his birth, and she had raised Eryl as if he were her own child. By nature, children of noble families spend most of their lives learning etiquette and culture. But Eril was interested in swords from childhood and had a talent for it. It was none other than Lady Elsa who was the first to recognize this and to teach Eryl how to use the sword.

However, after Eryl turned 12 years old and they got married, they were estranged for a while, but when he was 16 years old, his bride-to-be got fed up with his lack of children and divorced him. In such a case, it is common for the child to be forced to live in a mansion or to be married off to a second wife. After intense training there, he was able to receive full mastery of the sword after only eight years of training, and he has successfully returned to his home country.

Incidentally, the age of adulthood in this world is 12 years old. Since the average life expectancy is 50 years old, the age of adulthood and marriage is inevitably getting younger. However, it is amazing that people get married at the age of 12 and leave their marriages at the age of 16 because they cannot have children. Rather, it is the master's guess that she was too strong and did not get along with her husband.

"Aunt, I'm back."

"You're back so soon. I thought it would take six months to get here from the Kingdom of Jak, but I didn't expect you to be back in two months.

"Yes, I wanted to get to my aunt as soon as possible, so I rode my horse all day long. It took me longer than I expected because of all the horses I had to ride and all the frail horses I had to ride."

"Don't tell me, you've been riding all day?"

Yes, I wanted to, but the horses would collapse at nightfall. I think it happened about ten times."

"...That's a lot of work, isn't it?

But you don't have to worry anymore. I will protect your aunt with my sword. Falco can go to the palace without any worries. Your uncle and the crown prince will be well protected.

"Oh, about that, things are relatively calm now, so I think I'll leave it that way for a while."

"Tsk! So, then I'll..."

"It's okay. I'm glad you're here."

"Well... I'll be staying at your aunt's house for a while. I heard that your aunt Falco is training slaves.

"Ah, Linos. He's very good. He can already ward, but he can also read, write and do arithmetic very well. More like a butler..."

"No, aunt, you should teach him swordsmanship! A man needs strength. Magic alone cannot protect what can be protected."

"Yes. Then perhaps you can teach Linos swordsmanship. But his first priority is to be trained as a warding master. Don't forget that.

"Yes."

Eryl felt joy welling up inside him. Linos is strong. I don't know how strong he will get. The more I train with Rinos, the stronger I will become. I cannot pass up this opportunity. How will I train Rinos from tomorrow? With these thoughts in her mind, she goes to her room.