Translated and edited by Tianic
This novel was being updated on Liberspark.com but was kicked out of nonsense reasons.
I wish Liberspark will prosper under this tyrannical atmosphere.
The name of this continent was Peace. It was a magnificent place full of glory and sadness. This place has been the battlefield of the Divines and the Asmodians since the beginning of time. The Divines lived on a giant island north of Peace called Heaven. The Asmodians created their giant island to the south and named it Hell. The eternal fight between them had made the people who were stuck in the middle forced into two allies. They had to choose one as their god to worship in order to gain protection. Our hero, Cohen Kheda lived in an empire called Swabia, who worship the God of Light, namely the Divines. Most of its residents were human beings. The Darkmoon City which Cohen settled in was to the west. Besides are the mountains of Black Forests and a dessert called The Ocean of Death. There were lots of alien races who lived in the two areas. Although they were parts of Swabian, public security has always been a problem in these places. Riots happened every year.
“Lord Visual Kheda, please allow me to apologize. I can’t be of any help with Cohen’s studies.”
“But maester, how come? Did Cohen disrespect you?”
“No…No, it was not, Cohen respects me a lot. It’s just… my knowledge is far too less to understand his bizarre ideas. Speaking of which… gosh, my heart…”
“Ah, please calm down, Maester Cisco.” Visual Kheda pondered, “We’ll find someone else for Cohen, but what do you say about Rick and Swift?”
“Your other two kids? They are doing excellently on both martial and magic skills.” Speaking of them, Maester Cisco looked beyond excitement.
“Then I would have to ask you to continue your excellent work, will you do the honor?”
“Will I? Of course, would you allow me to be their mentor?”
“Sure thing, you are the best maester in the city.”
“It’s such a pity people worship wands and swords over knowledge.” Maester Cisco said gloomily.
“Don’t overthink it, maester, I’m not from the army remember?” Visual said with a smile and tapped Cisco’s shoulder, “To successfully become a nobleman, force and magic are sure not enough.”
“I promise you I’ll do everything possible to pass on my knowledge to your children.” Maester Cisco made a bow to Visual, “But please ask Cohen not to say those words anymore. If those priests from the temple know, you’ll be in trouble.”
Visual Kheda was startled by the maester, “What did he say?”
“You’d better ask him yourself, excuse me…”
Visual watched Maester Cisco left and sighed, then fell into distress. For his third child, Cohen Kheda, trouble has never seized to come since his birth.
In the beginning, it appeared to be a big deal that Cohen laughed at birth and possessed no magic power within.
(Hold that thought)
Compared with what followed next, those birthday events became minor issues.
First, he grew black hair which no one had on this planet. Soon everyone in the Swabia knew about the Viceroy’s third child.
Even His Majesty was disturbed and immediately sent the High Priest overnight.
The High Priest then put a saint fruit and a scarab, which symbolized light and dark, in front of toddler Cohen, and ready to release the identifying spell. Before he could do it, the little devil grabbed and ate the saint fruit then stamped on the bug. Lucky for him, the priest was unable to discover the hidden tendency for dark magic within Cohen’s body, or the baby will be tied to a post and burned.
Identify spell: By putting the saint fruit and the scarab in front of the subject, the spell caster releases the identify spell. If the subject is inclined to light magic, then the scarab will crawl away. If the subject is inclined to dark magic, the white saint fruit will turn black. Subjects who tended towards dark magic will be burned. The Asmodian allied countries will riprap the light carriers.
Then Cohen grew up a little to his school age. He wouldn’t touch anything related to force. He will cry and scream when given weapons. As for magic skills, the inexistent magic energy made him not able to learn. As a result, Cohen’s parents were forced to let him study other things, hoping he would assume a civil position somewhere in the future. But nobody could anticipate the things that were going on in his tiny brain. Every maester assigned to him was scared off. Ninth including Maester Cisco.
“My child…” Visual Kheda sighed.
“What’s going on, darling?” His wife, Katherine came in gently, “Why are you sighing again?”
“Your dear son scared off another maester!”
“Again? Haha, how many are there now?”
“How could you be laughing… this is the ninth.” Visual spoke bitterly, “Cisco is the last maester I could find in the city.”
“Don’t you worry too much, Cohen may be a little unordinary, but he’s a good boy. See, he made this today.” Katherine handed over a blue belt with silver stripes on it.
It was evident that Cohen put a lot of work in this belt. It was handmade, and under the blue background, several silver laces crossed together to make a lively phoenix.
Looking at the belt, Visual Kheda could feel the love from his child, but he couldn’t help but feeling gloomy once again.
“Katherine, you don’t expect your child to make belts all his life, do you? Cohen is indeed a good boy, but a good kid can’t survive this dangerous world.”
“What could we do?” Katherine also turned worried like her husband.
“Outside, might come back by nightfall.”
“Let’s talk with him over dinner. Oh, by the way, I’m off to DC for a couple of days, you want anything?”
“No, I’m good. Say hi to Tennessee and Webster, Bellerina as well.”
“I will, I miss them too.”
DC, the Divine City, capital of Swabia
I was a 6-year boy! I lived happily! There was no class today! Humph, my maesters were all old enough to be my grandpas. They wore sleeping robes and talked meaningless stuff. Father said those were knowledge, but I think they were all wrong!
Like today, Maester Cisco told me the ground under my feet was flat.
And I didn’t think it’s flat. If it were flat, then why did we first see the top of a ship sailing back from far away? Clearly, it was a ball. But when I said this, Maester Cisco’s look was so frightened, which I didn’t get it. I didn’t mean to scare him. Anyway, now he was gone, I had time to play!
You had no idea of who I was, right? Let me tell you. My name was Cohen Kheda. If you wanted to be my friend, then call me Cohen. I had no magic, not at all. It was impossible for anyone on this continent called Peace to not possess any magic power, but here I was. I had no idea why. My mother said I was born this way. So I didn’t have to use magic. But Papa had someone taught me a bunch of knowledge on magic, for what?
One more thing, I, Cohen Kheda, hated, hated weapons of any kinds! As long as it was anything that will bring wound and death, I detested them. I would vomit and scream and throw them far far away! So I couldn’t learn martial skills either.
“Although I was such a child, everybody loved me. Because I liked to help everybody! I had a lot of friends who watched me grow up. I liked them too!”
“Uncle Sam! How much are those fruits?”
“Cohen, it’s free, take one.”
“I’ll make a hair band for Uncle Sam!”
Habitats, male or female, in this continent grow long hair.
“Big sister, can I play this?”
“Cohen, you like this? Take one.”
“I can’t take it. My mother said I can’t take things from others. Can I trade with this three-colored flower seeds?”
“Granny, can I read your book?”
“Sure, take it, little Cohen.”
“Thank you! Granny, I’ll return it in a few days!”
With the book in hand, I saw the name of the book was[ Continent Chronicle]. It’s a book about history! I didn’t like history. Why, if I returned it now, Granny would be angry. I’ll keep for a few days, and then I’ll return it, that’s right.
“What is it?” I looked at the dark sky and discovered it was dinner time! I had to go back home. I dashed because I had things to do after dinner!