PERFECT REINCARNATION : Being Invincible in Another World-Chapter 87: Cheerful voice

Morning arrived quietly over the estate, the pale golden light of dawn slipping through the tall windows of the training courtyard and spilling across the stone floor. A gentle breeze carried the faint scent of grass and distant fields, and in the center of the courtyard, Aurelion sat cross-legged in silent meditation. His back remained straight, hands resting lightly upon his knees as he focused on the steady rhythm of his breathing. Seven years had passed since he left the capital, and the boy who once stood before the throne in defiance had grown noticeably. Now twelve years old, his figure had stretched taller and leaner, the childish softness that once lingered on his face gradually replaced by sharper lines and a calm, thoughtful expression. His hair had grown slightly longer, falling just past his ears in loose strands that stirred gently whenever the wind passed through the courtyard. When the morning light touched it, faint hints of silver shimmered along the edges, a quiet mark of the mana that flowed naturally within him.

His posture carried a lean structure. The countless hours spent training both magic and swordsmanship had shaped his body into something far more refined than before. His shoulders had broadened slightly, and though he was still young, the disciplined movements of a trained fighter could already be seen in the way he held himself. Even at rest, there was a certain stillness around him, the kind that came only from years of practice controlling mana within the body. A faint aura of warmth seemed to linger in the air near him, subtle but unmistakable to anyone sensitive to magic. His eyes remained closed as he meditated, yet his expression looked peaceful, almost detached from the world around him.

Then suddenly, the quiet morning was broken by the sound of quick footsteps rushing across the courtyard. Before he could even open his eyes, a small figure darted forward and wrapped her arms tightly around him from behind.

"Big brother!" the little girl’s cheerful voice rang out as she hugged him enthusiastically, her sudden energy completely disrupting the calm atmosphere of the courtyard.

The little girl hugging Aurelion was small and delicate for her age, her frame light and graceful as she clung to him from behind. Her hair fell in soft, slightly wavy strands of lavender-silver that shimmered gently between pale violet and silver whenever the morning light touched it. Her skin was porcelain fair with a faint rosy glow on her cheeks, giving her a naturally lively appearance. When she lifted her face, her eyes shone a clear light amethyst color, dotted with tiny golden flecks that sparkled softly as she moved. There was an innocent brightness in her expression, a curious smile often resting on her lips that made her look warm and approachable. Even standing quietly, her presence carried a gentle comfort that seemed to soften the atmosphere around her, as if the world itself treated her with a certain kindness.

Yes, You guys got it correct. She is my little sister. The same one mom was pregnant with that time. Her Name is Slyveria Valerius. She is currently 6 years old.

"Slyv, you are back." Aurelion said. "... How’s your study going?" Slyveria tilted her head slightly, clearly more interested in the fact that she had successfully interrupted his meditation than in answering his question properly. "It’s boring," she declared Aurelion chuckled softly. "I thought you liked your lessons."

"I do," she said quickly, before adding with complete seriousness, "but not as much as spending time with you."

She tightened her arms around him again as if emphasizing the point. Aurelion sighed, It was already clear to him how the rest of the morning would unfold.

And sure enough, Slyveria refused to let Aurelion leave her side the moment the morning began. What had started as a simple greeting quickly turned into a determined declaration from her that the entire day now belonged to her and her brother. She followed him everywhere with stubbornly, tugging on his sleeve whenever he tried to walk too far ahead, her bright amethyst eyes watching him with clear determination as if daring him to refuse.

By midmorning she had already dragged him through half the castle grounds, first insisting they walk through the royal gardens where she proudly showed him every flower she had discovered during the past week. The gardens themselves stretched beautifully along the eastern side of the palace, rows of vibrant blossoms arranged carefully along stone pathways and small fountains that glittered under the rising sun.

Slyveria moved from flower to flower like an excited little guide, pointing at each one with dramatic enthusiasm. "This one opened yesterday!" she said proudly, kneeling beside a small violet bloom. "And this one smells nice. And this one—this one is my favorite!"

She explained each one with a chummy voice, even kneeling beside a small violet bloom and declaring it her "official favorite," while Aurelion listened patiently with the faint smile he rarely showed anyone else.

From there she pulled him toward the inner courtyard where the training grounds could be seen from a balcony. The stone arena below was already beginning to fill with knights preparing for their daily exercises. The sound of wooden practice swords clashing echoed faintly upward as the soldiers began their routines.

Slyveria climbed onto the stone railing beside Aurelion, sitting carefully while watching the knights below with wide eyes. "They look serious people." she said. "They are just training," Aurelion replied.

She looked up at him immediately. "Big brother, Show me magic." He sighed. "Here?" She jumped. "Yes" Aurelion lifted one hand slightly, allowing a small spark of flame to flicker above his palm. The tiny fire danced gently in the air, glowing softly in the morning light. Slyveria clapped immediately. "Again!" He extinguished the flame and replaced it with a faint swirl of glowing mana that spun like a tiny star above his fingers. Her eyes sparkled with fascination.

Later, when the sun rose higher, she insisted they visit the palace kitchens where the cooks greeted her warmly and secretly handed her small pastries she had clearly been planning to acquire all morning. The kitchen staff had long since learned that refusing the young princess was nearly impossible.

She shared them with Aurelion as they sat near one of the tall windows overlooking the courtyard, happily swinging her legs while talking endlessly about things she had seen, heard, or imagined. "And then the bird flew like this," she explained dramatically. Aurelion simply nodded as he listened.

Even during quieter moments she remained close, sometimes walking beside him while holding his arm or leaning against his shoulder whenever they stopped to rest. Servants who passed them in the corridors often smiled quietly at the sight. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

It was rare to see the normally composed and distant young lord walking through the castle while a small girl clung to him like an overly affectionate shadow.

"Big Brother, You are mine for today." She declared.

[To be Continued]