Age four
It has been nearly two years since his education has started and Loran has understood many times.
He knows the very basics of mathematics, fundamentals of mannerisms, sex education and comprehension of the basic of language.
For him, mathematic wasn’t as hard as he had expected to be.
He knows addition and substruction.
Soon, he will be learning multiplication and division.
Would that be the part where he would expect to see some difficulty?
He hopes not.
Learning about mannerisms is basically keeping yourself composed and not let other see your flaws.
He has always been hiding his uniqueness from others from the start.
So, perhaps because of that he understood very well how to keep yourself straight and keep up a fake front.
Sex education, he isn’t sure if he needed to learn about something like at such a young age.
The maid who taught him that was very professional and explained everything form the surface.
She didn’t let him have any odd questions of any sorts.
Of course, he knew of it before hand and because of that he didn’t dare to ask questions either.
He had no interest in making thing awkward or make the maid suspicious of him.
‘She was expressionless the entire time while teaching me.
She was as uncomfortable as me I suppose.
It is really weird to teach a four years old child about such a topic.
My guess is that it is the norm to teach it at such a young age to make children be desensitized to it.
I don’t know about others of my age.
But I really don’t think I ever want to talk about this ever, It is just so…awkward.’
The language that he is learning is called flames of hearts.
According to his teacher, the language is made from fire and will combine.
He has no idea what does that means.
Only thing that he can come up with is that it is a sort of a legend related to the flames of heart.
He asked about it but even she didn’t know.
It is good that the language isn’t that complicated.
Otherwise, he didn’t have much hope of learning it with such a teacher like her.
He also didn’t want her to be replaced with another teacher as she is much more linear and let him fool around a little.
She is suitable for a child.
So, with no story to relate to the flames of heart.
He can only hope to get better education later on in his life.
He can’t expert her maid to be his teacher forever.
As he would be home schooled until he is ten, his parents would hire a better tutor for sure.
Then after ten he will get to have even greater education in a big academy for rich people.
This is probably a sort of thing that aristocrats do to make their kids adapt to the world.
Before letting them free into a high academy.
It is just such an obvious show at front.
Later he will also be taking dance lessons, culture classes, history classes and communication classes.
His future sure is filled with a lot of studying and learning.
He doesn’t mind it.
but isn’t it just too much for a little kid?
‘What about my curiosity?
I can only make guesses or ask mom and dad.’
His guesses aren’t much.
All are just childish and kind of embarrassing so he doesn’t even want to say it.
So, it is on to the second option.
He will be asking his mom at night.
During his mom’s regular reading before bed.
He posed the question about what the language that he is learning is called flames of heart?
Ends of her lips curves upwards to make a sweet smile at him.
Which of course make him feel happy.
Even though he has seen the world and knows that there are people who might be even beautiful than his mom.
He still feels like that she is much better than all of them.
‘Because she is my mom.
She will get ten extra points.
My games my rules.’
Her mom speaks.
“I am so proud of you to have such curiosity towards our history. But you are still quite young to know such a complicated and advance part of history at your age. Even the history that you would be learning later is quite simpler than the question you just posed to me.”
Loran was about to sigh in disappointment.
But his mom continued and spoke.
“However, there is a little story that my mother used to tell me at bedtime. Let me tell you that before your sleep.”
A bright smile appears on his cute face and he speaks in his mind.
‘My mom might be the best.
Extra one hundred points to you.’
Selina closes her book and places it on bed.
Then she picks up Loran in her arms where he is most comfortable.
Then she tells him the story.
“In the past, there was a great force in this world in the hand a powerful being. That being used these forces for evil doing. People called it magic form the unknown. The powerful being used this magic to do evil things and left all weak people into unending suffering and cataclysm. These people feared this powerful being with all their hearts. They didn’t fear the powerful because it was the strongest or very cruel. But because it was unknown and the power it used was also unknown. So, what could they do to escape form this a powerful being, Loran?”
He smirked inwardly because he can guess what they did.
But as he was just a child so he played the part of an innocent child and spoke.
“What did they do?”
She smiled and embraced him a little tighter in her arms.
“They came together and decided to finally understand this unknown force so they can defeat this powerful being. Then through count sacrifices and a lot of time, they finally understand what is magic. Magic is a power that can be wielded by all and anyone if they perform the right ritual that has affinity to them. With this in mind, they experimented with magic and with trail and error of centuries. They finally understand magic.”
She paused for a second to take a breath and continued.
“With this power in hand. They driven away the powerful being and set themselves free of its evil doings. And because of there sacrifices and so much courage they finally bring this power into words and so that is why is it called the flames of heart. Because of this, we can now use magic in this world…”
Lorens eyes widened a little with shock as he looked as her mom’s smiling face.
He couldn’t understand what he just heard.
‘There is magic in his world?’
His thoughts wondered to when will he get to learn about magic and then he come up with a theory.
‘Children get home schooled so they can understand the basics.
When they’re ten years old and are mature enough.
They get to go into big academies to learn about magic.
What kind of magic?
Is it like real magic of summoning fire or creating lightening without thunder clouds or maybe magic of flying high in the sky.’
Then his mother’s finishes her sentence.
“…Magic of not fearing the powerful being and getting to live in peace.”
Loran’s dreams were shattered.
And he says inwardly.
‘You got my hopes up for no reason.
Sigh.’
With disappointment, he let his thought take shape about the legend as he drifts into sleep in his mom’s embrace.