Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards?

Having a powerful lord as a father figure, what's wrong with just wanting to draw cards? Author: Holy Water Princess

Summary:

After being blown away by a truck, he was reborn as Dominic Brofeld, the youngest son of the strongest lord in the Lionheart Empire, and obtained the Sixth Prince Development Card Draw System. He could draw cards by doing some wicked things, and he could become stronger by drawing cards.

After experiencing the benefits, he suddenly realized—

The fake son of an official: gentle and refined, multi-talented, honest and incorruptible, and friendly.

The real second-generation officials: arrogant, domineering, lecherous, with top-notch fighting skills, ruthless and talkative.

Thus, he became the most abstract young master in the territory, the most talented child in the history of the empire. He punched and kicked his eldest brother as soon as he was formed in the womb. He understood the imperial language at the age of 1, spoke wildly at the age of 2, debated with a group of scholars at the age of 3, and could skillfully use all basic magic at the age of 7. His talent was as high as the Test Ball Explosion level...

"If my enemy is Dominic, I will allow my soldiers to desert." — General MacArthur

"Luckily, it was a bullet that hit my head, not Dominic's Planetary Devastation, otherwise I might never be reincarnated." — Melody

Chapter 1.1 The Birth of the King

It was pitch black all around...

When there is no color in one's field of vision, people usually cannot tell whether the lights are off or they have closed their eyes. This will inevitably bring a sense of unease and emptiness.

Dominic felt like he was in a state of chaos, his limbs were floating but he didn’t feel weightless at all, as if something was supporting him. He tried to move his limbs but there was no response. This feeling was like being strapped to an operating table and given general anesthesia.

"Is this what it feels like to get hit by a big truck... Damn! It's only summer vacation today!!"

After a tiring semester, college students have just started their vacation and haven't even had a chance to properly enjoy their youth and holiday before having to say goodbye to their prime years. Anyone would be driven crazy by this.

He used all his strength to try to move his body, even just a little, so that he could see a glimmer of hope for survival. But this was just wishful thinking on his part; it was more about venting his anger and condemning the injustice of fate.

Just then, a mechanical synthesized voice echoed in my mind, not from the outside world to my ears, but right there in my mind!

Several lines of white Chinese characters appeared on the completely black "display screen":

[You kicked one of the Duke of Bloomfield's sons, villain value +200]

[The gacha wheel is activated; 100 Villain Points = 1 gacha pull. The 10-pull beginner reward is not activated. Every 1000 pulls grants one chance to draw from the premium gacha pool (does not consume Villain Points).]

Please note that there is no pity system for any prize pool. Those with bad luck or limited funds should participate only if they are financially secure.

"This is... a cheat code exclusive to transmigrators!?"

After these few lines of text appeared with a synthesized voice, an immense joy filled Dominic's heart. So being hit by a big truck really does transport you to another world! Now his last bit of resentment disappeared. Reality is nothing compared to the fun of another world!

Anyway, this guy has no relatives, no girlfriend, and no inheritance exceeding four figures, so he doesn't have much to worry about.

"Another world, here I come!!"

After a silent cheer, Dominic began to study his cheat code.

"So I really did kick something just now? According to the system's description, I kicked someone's son? Seems to be of pretty high status; kicking him once gives you two chances to draw prizes. I'll be fleecing everyone I want to go!"

He didn't care about his situation anymore, because he knew that transmigrators were guaranteed not to die when they first arrived in another world, so he was completely unconcerned and unleashed a flurry of punches and kicks with all his might:

[You assaulted one of the Duke of Bloomfield's sons, villain rating +200]

[You kicked one of the Duke of Brofell's sons, villain value +200]

"It seems this duke isn't very lucky. He has three sons in a row. He must be under a lot of pressure in life."

You trampled on it...

You've headbutted me...

After completely exhausting himself, his villain value reached the thousand mark. Domi excitedly summoned the system and eagerly pressed the "extract" button. This was the reward for his hard work.

[Ten consecutive draws, currently in progress...]

【Thank you for your patronage】

[Shadow Talents (Beginner)]

【Thank you for your patronage】

……

【Thank you for your patronage】

[Lionheart Empire Universal Language Mastery (LV: MAX) (New Player 10-Pu Reward)]

[Rewards have been distributed]

In an instant, a surge of abstract knowledge flooded his brain, but he did not feel uncomfortable. Instead, he felt as if he were swimming in an ocean of knowledge, which would then seep into his brain in a form that gradually decreased in concentration.

At the same time, a layer of dark purple aura covered his young body, which was the system bestowing upon him the talent of magic.

The feeling of becoming stronger simply by moving your hands is so wonderful; it's even more addictive than electronic opium.

Just as he was conserving his energy, wanting to continue his... well, I mean, to get intimate with his two brothers, the "chaos" around him suddenly began to stir!

outside world--

A large group of people were gathered around a classically and luxuriously decorated room with a canopy.

There were men, women, young and old, all dressed in clothing similar to that of the Middle Ages, but simpler and more in line with human aesthetics.

One of the most striking figures was a handsome man dressed in fine clothes, tall and slender, with medium-length gray-white hair.

His face was full of worry, and his deep gaze was fixed on the person on the bed, his wife, who was facing the danger of giving birth.

Her long, golden curly hair was scattered on the sheets. The woman was extremely beautiful, beautiful without being seductive, and gorgeous without being vulgar. Her large eyes were bright and intelligent, and her long eyelashes made her look like an elf.

However, she was not in good condition. Cold sweat trickled down her smooth forehead, and her beautiful face was contorted with pain. But whenever she saw her swollen belly under her long dress, a tenderness would still flash in her eyes.

“Midwife, how is Grace?” Duke Carlos Brofeld asked anxiously. Even as the most powerful lord in the Lionheart Empire, he still “fell to earth” when faced with such a situation.

The midwife was an elderly woman, but her delivery skills were the best in the entire territory. She had been waiting at the castle since Greta was first pregnant.

After checking again, she bowed to Carlos and said:

"Reporting to Your Excellency, it is estimated that the fetal movement caused the madam's delivery to be brought forward. However, the three young masters are already formed, and there will be no problem with the children being born prematurely. The madam is also a high-level mage, so even if it is triplets, her body can withstand it."

"Then I beg you, please make sure my wife and children are safe."

"It is my duty."

Apart from the midwife and the maids who assisted, Carlos dismissed everyone else, while he himself sat anxiously in front of his wife's door, awaiting the outcome.

He was certain that he wasn't as uneasy as he was when he went to the battlefield back then.

Time passed slowly, and Carlos lost track of how much time had gone by.

Outside the window, the sun was about to rise in the east, its crimson rays casting a golden glow across the corridor. To Carlos, the scene resembled an angel taking his wife and children to heaven.

His unease reached its peak at this moment. Just as he stepped out to inquire about the situation, a loud and powerful cry came from inside the door, like a spear thrown by Cú Chulainn, piercing the long night and bringing light to the whole world!

After the first cry, there comes the second and the third!

Amid cheers from the maids inside, the midwife removed her blood-stained gloves and collapsed onto the floor, exhausted yet satisfied. Both mother and child were safe.

Carlos's family and servants, who were waiting with him, also offered their blessings:

Congratulations, sir, on the birth of your son!

"Our house is going to be lively again."

"Carlos, would you like your child to be engaged to mine?"

"Second brother, are you crazy? Close-kin marriage is unacceptable!"

"I was just saying it..."

The surroundings were noisy and bustling as everyone welcomed the birth of his child in the most lively way. Overjoyed, his anxious heart was finally put at ease.

A moment later, the head maid and two other maids came out with the children wrapped in towels and presented them to Carlos:

"Sir, there are three boys, all healthy, and they've inherited your good looks."

Looking at the three chubby little ones, Carlos couldn't help but shed tears: "Good! Good! Good! Everyone get ten gold dragon coins! Go and celebrate!"

One golden dragon equals ten silver wolves, which equals one hundred bronze eagles. A loaf of bread the length of an arm only costs three bronze eagles. Ten golden dragons could be exchanged for countless loaves of bread. The maids' smiles grew even wider.

Just as everyone was celebrating, Carlos paused, "But why are these two kids the only ones with bruises on their faces?"

Chapter 2.2 The pink-haired maid sister is the best!

A full week has passed since the birth of the three young masters. After a series of rainy days, Brofell Territory has finally welcomed a sunny day!

Bright sunlight streamed through the window frames, illuminating the wooden floor. Dust motes peeked through the air, and the warmth of the sun and the fresh air after the rain enveloped the entire room, creating a pleasant and cozy atmosphere.

How long has it been since I've had such a carefree rest?

Domi thought about it briefly, and it seemed like it had never happened before.

He was always struggling with life, having no one to rely on, but that's all in the past. Now he just wants to turn over comfortably and let the sun bake his other side a little better.

Just then, a melodious voice, like that of a lark, came from beside the crib:

"Little Domi~ Time for a bath!"

Dominic's personal maid, Kelsey, hummed a folk tune, her tone light and cheerful; she seemed to be in a very good mood today.

In the Bloomfield family, all maids are trained from childhood, are absolutely loyal and very capable. Whenever a child of the direct line is born, the head steward will select the best maid from among the many maids to take care of the young master or young lady.

The care included, but was not limited to, bathing, meals, and daily living. Wealthy maids would also serve as wet nurses.

This is scientifically based. Maids who work regularly have more ordinary antibodies than the wives of high-ranking mages who have killed off the virus. Babies who drink the breast milk of maids can also inherit more antibodies, resulting in a sharp drop in the infant mortality rate.

From the maids' perspective, being chosen as the personal maid to take care of the young master or young lady is a great honor and an affirmation of their work ability.

It's normal for Kelsey to be so happy, or rather, she's been happy for several days in a row. Domi is like a ray of light in her life, making her rise to prominence instantly.

After a few days of rest, Domi, who was born not long ago, was able to open his eyes. He was the first of the three brothers to open his eyes.

Those were naturally deep, ice-blue eyes, and with the few gray-white hairs that had just sprouted on his head, one could already see what handsome he would look like in the future.

With his brand-new eyes, Domi can finally see the world, even if for now his world is confined to the giant castle.