CH 2

In the silence, I check my status again.

Why am I back to my level 1? I’m pretty sure I was up to 52 before yesterday.

Panicked, I looked up the effects of the level reset.

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Level Reset

Every day, at the moment the day changes, the level changes to 1.

Set and the ability is initialized.

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Every day, the moment the day changes, the level goes back to 1?

And what’s going on with my status?

It’s no different from the other classmate out there.

Does that mean my abilities will be initialized, or does that mean my status will return to original too?

My head is dominated by confusion. What is this skill? I can’t see any benefit in it.

And above all, the most shocking thing is that what can be called the proof of all the efforts made up to now was blown away in an instant. The reason why it is said that I am the child of God is because of this high level and the high status that is proportional to it.

While I stood there dumbfounded, the one who broke the silence was the headmaster who stood beside me.

“Ragnus. What is level reset? I’ve never heard of this skill before, so it would be helpful if you could tell me how it works. ……”

Ugh, I knew I was going to be asked.

However, I can’t not answer, and I can’t lie to you.

Sighing, I read off the effect of the skill as it was.

“Every day, at the moment the day changes, the level resets to 1 and the ability is initialized. That’s it.”

“Level 1? Ability initialization?”

The headmaster couldn’t believe my words, and his eyes darted around.

The teachers and students around the school begin to buzz.

What’s a level reset? Does level 1 mean you’re lower than us?

Such words pierce my ears.

“So that’s it. You mean…… it’s hard to believe, but, it has weakened you?”

Should you ask that in front of everyone? You really like getting me into trouble, don’t you?

“To put it bluntly, that’s probably what it is. I don’t know what happened to me either.”

“But I can’t think of a skill that exists that has only disadvantages. That’s right!”

The headmaster clapped his hands and called several teachers who were nearby.

“‘Inform the scholars of the kingdom of this fact and see if there have been any similar manifestations of the skill in the past. It’s a never-before-heard skill that was developed by a child of God. There must be some great abilities hidden within!”

“Yes!!”

The teachers replied briefly, and then they flounced out of the church.

Two weeks have passed since then.

Let’s start with the conclusion. My ability was unanimously judged to be a trash skill by the scholars of the kingdom.

In the end, they couldn’t find an effective way to use this skill, and they were all spoonfed.

Upon hearing this news, my father, Bolganov Zweig, was incensed. Against me.

“You miserable bastard. I’ve trained you and you’ve wasted everything!”

It wasn’t my fault. But my father didn’t listen to me and kept hitting me.

I looked to my mother and twin brother for help, but my mother pretended not to see me, and my two brothers smirked at me.

Why can’t you help me? My consciousness sank into the darkness while holding such thoughts.

“Ha!”

When I came to, I was lying on the straw in the stable.

The indescribable smell peculiar to animals hit my nose.

“This is..,”

Apparently, this is a stable in the Zweg family compound. I’ve been here a few times to look after the horses, so it looks familiar.

“Ouch. It’s hurt, huh….. ?”

I woke up my whole body and uttered words ahead of the pain that would probably strike, but surprisingly my body was fine.

I thought I might have lost some of my bones from all the beating I took, but that didn’t come. i stood up and tried to jump, I was in perfect health.

I’ll check to see if maybe the status has returned.

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Ragnus Zweig.

Lv: 3

Muscle strength: GGGG

Physical strength: F

Intelligence: GG

Magic: GG

Speed: GGG

I just felt so empty. How can getting hit increase my level? It’s also annoying to see how much better my stamina is compared to others.

“It’s useless, tough, because I’m going back to normal tomorrow.”

The area is dark, so it must be night now.

I walked out of the stable and headed towards the mansion. Above the door to the mansion is a large clock. I decided that if I went there I could check the current time.

It was too dark to see clearly, but I knew that both the short hand and the long hand would point to “Ⅻ” in a little while. I start to count down according to it.

3,.

2,.

1,.

0

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Ragnus Zweig

Lv: 1

Muscle strength: G

Physical strength: G

Intelligence: GG

Magic power: G

Speed: GG

Luck: GG

SP: 71

Skill: [Level Reset].

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There you go. I’m back.

The last two weeks. I’ve been repeating myself every day and getting discouraged. I think to myself, “Why don’t I just give up?”

The next day.

In the end, the house was locked and I couldn’t get in, so I spent the night in the stable.

Sleeping is the worst. But the horse that was there allowed me to sleep leaning against it, so I was able to keep warm and somehow avoided freezing to death.

I got up my slightly sore body, thanked the horse, and left the cabin.

“Well, well, well, my foolish brother Ragnus.”

It was my twin older brother, Georg Zweig, who called out to me as I headed for the villa.

He’s looking down at me with mocking eyes.

“I was just about to come and get you.,”

He smirks and smiles lowly. It’s an ugly laugh, even for my brother.

“What can I do for you, brother?”

That’s why my words and attitude are naturally malicious.

What is it for? Ragnus. When did you become so great!”

As he says this, my brother slides his fist into my abdomen.

I try to avoid it as usual, but I can’t keep up. Is it the price of lowering the level?

I got my brother’s fist as hard as I could in my stomach, and I was blown away as much, dropping my back to the ground.

If it had been my status until now, I could have even shattered my fist instead of blowing it up.

Tears well up in my eyes from frustration and pain. I wondered why I had become so weak, why a shot from that guy was so heavy.

“Wake up, foolish brother. This is not what you deserve.”

“Stop it, Georg. We’re in front of guests.”

Then the voice of my father, Bolganov, sounded from afar.

I stand up dazedly and look over at him.

“Rag …….”

My father’s side, where he stood full of confidence. There was a familiar face standing there.