Five Years Later
The mansion was in chaos.
Maids rushed back and forth with trays, decorations, and baskets of flowers. Footmen argued about where to place the banner. Someone shouted from across the hall:
"It's about to start! Hurry!"
The entire estate buzzed like a festival ground.
Meanwhile, in a quiet room at the end of the corridor—
Leon stood before his mirror, carefully tucking in his shirt. He smoothed out the creases, adjusted his collar twice, then leaned closer to inspect his reflection.
"Alright… I think that's perfect," he whispered, taking a steadying breath.
Today was his big day.
He walked to the door with slow, measured steps, turned the knob, and stepped into the hallway. His heart thumped with excitement as he made his way toward the staircase.
The moment he descended the final step—
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LEON!"
The room erupted in cheers. Confetti burst in the air, servants clapped, and the entire household beamed at him with affection.
His fifth birthday had officially begun.
His father walked towards him and patted him on the back "Happy Birthday Leon his my gift"
His father hands him a book written by the famous author john paul and states "I hear you have been reading books by him so I thought I might give his latest book no one in the capital has this it was specially ordered from bucrest "
"Thanks father" replied Leon
"That's not it there's more Johnathan my best friend had sent you a gift when you were a child and told me not to give it to you until you were 5 years old" Lorraine grabs the sword from under the table and hands him the sword
Leon gladly accepts this nd thanks his father and heads to training area to try it out he slowly walked towards the training area and after walking far enough from everyone he shouts "appraisal" immediately sigil covers leons eyes and he can see the stats of of the sword
[Legendary Sword: Windtier]
Rank: Legendary
Origin: Forged by ancient draconic craftsmen
[Status Effects]
• Poison Leech
Inflicts a venomous curse on any target struck by the blade. The poison drains vitality over time and strengthens the wielder with each successful hit
[Material Composition]
• Dragon Shells
Forged from the hardened outer scales of elder dragons.
Extremely durable, resistant to elemental damage, and naturally infused with draconic mana.
[Innate Skill]
• Supreme Art: Thousand-Year Slash
A transcendent strike said to cut through mountains and split storms.
Channels centuries of accumulated wind mana into a single devastating blow.
After seeing this Leons jaw drops
"Who the hell is he! He gave me a an op sword this is definitely a cheat sword how the hell does he get cheat items my god!"
Leon kisses the ground and prays "oh cheat gods thank you for blessing me witha sword like this"
He walks towards the training ground and slashes at one of the training dummy due to the sheer force of that slash broke not only the dummy but magical field surrounding the field
Leon's eyes sparkled as he lowered the sword, the wooden training dummy split cleanly in half behind him.
"Let's go!!" he shouted, pumping his fist.
"All those years of training finally paid off!"
He glanced at the blade in his hand Windtier glimmering faintly with wind mana.
"Sure, this sword can cut anything," he muttered proudly, "but being able to draw out its full potential… that's all me."
A grin spread across his face.
"Now all that's left…"
He pointed the sword toward the sky like a hero in a story.
"…is to learn magic. Once I do that, I'm completely set in this world!"