Chapter 2

A month passed by.

As a reincarnated baby from some kind of modern world, I didn't know why I still had my past memories; however I don’t have the memories of my death.

Retaining memories upon reincarnation-----anyone would have entertained such delusions at least once. And according to my precious life, I was a soldier who faced many battles. Well, anyway its not like it has any worth now that I can easily tell that I died in a war or something.

But I didn't think such a rebirth delusion would become reality……”sighs”

As I had thought, the first couple I had seen when I opened my eyes is my parents. And the baby who was along with me was my twin brother.

My parents were probably in the earlier half of their 20s. Clearly, they were younger than me in my past life.

And the language I heard them speak was different, the house had swords and shield hanging on the wall with and even my parents' clothes even seemed to be that of a native village.

I couldn't see anything resembling a modern technology and there was a person who wore a maid's apron was cleaning with a cloth, and the utensils, bowls, and furniture were coarsely made from wood. It was probably not an advanced, developed country.

The light was not produced from light bulbs, but from candles and lamps.

Of course, there was the possibility of them being very poor however with swords and shields hanging in the wall, it seemed like my family was well fed and there was even someone dressed like a maid.

But it wouldn't be strange if it was a sister of one of my parents. It would be a normal thing for her to be cleaning.

Well, as long as I and my family can be happy nothing matters. Whether its poverty or something else.

…..

Half a year passed by.

Listening to my parents' conversations during this last half-year, I had started to understand things bit by bit.

By this time, I was already half walking and falling while my twin brother started to crawl.

Being able to move is a wonderful thing.

I had never felt such gratefulness for being able to move.

"They’ll run somewhere else when I move my eyes away from them."

"Isn't it good that they're active? I was so worried when Sammy and Rudy didn't cry at all when they were born."

"Even now, they don’t cry."

My mother, Zenith Greyrat and my father, Paul Greyrat had this discussion when they saw me and my Rudy crawling everywhere.

Oh yeah, my name is Samuel Greyrat now. And my twin brother’s name is Rudeus Greyrat.

Even though I was falling again and again, once I did so, I understood a lot of things.

First of all, this family was relatively well off.

The building was a two-story wooden house, and there were over five rooms. They had one hired maid.

At first I thought our maid, Lilia was my aunt or something, but her respectful attitude towards my parents made it seem she wasn't family.

The place was a village.

From the scenery I could see from the windows, it was in a tranquil landscape of farming plots.

The other houses were scattered around, and on one side of the wheat fields I could see two, three families.

It was quite a rural place. And this was a world unlike any other.

A different world that has swords and magic in it.

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