Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"How disrespectful and arrogant."

"Yeah, he's just a self-conceited brat now." Find more to read at My Virtual Library Empire

"Just because he's strong, he dares to disrespect his elders. So hateful."

His uncles and relatives whispered in hushed tones, their expressions turning angry.

"So, why are you here, Aengus?" Augustus asked. "For your mother?"

Aengus didn't deny it as he replied firmly, "Yes."

Augustus smirked. "Then you're here for bad news. Your mother won't be going anywhere."

Aengus frowned. "What do you mean?" His expression darkened, sending a palpable chill through everyone in the room.

Augustus smirked again. "Ask your mother, Aengus. I am not forcing her to stay. If she wants to go with you, I won't stop her."

He was confident that Eleanora wouldn't leave him.

Aengus turned to his mother, Eleanora.

She had a difficult expression on her face, as if torn between two choices.

She couldn't simply leave the Degaros now—not after spending her entire life here, building her own family.

Her other two children and her husband were still here.

Though their relationship had been forced and full of struggles, he was still her husband. That fact couldn't be changed.

And to a faithful woman with morals, leaving her husband for selfish reasons was akin to betrayal.

But the other choice was equally important. There would be freedom, a happy family with her son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren. But to have that, she would have to abandon her current life and children.

It was a difficult choice.

"Big Brother, I am going wherever Mother goes."

Just then, Irina stated her stance clearly. Of course, she preferred to stay with her beloved brother rather than in this suffocating house full of strict rules and restrictions.

Her words made Eleanora's heart waver slightly.

Sensing this, Augustus' face stiffened. How could he forget to calculate this? If their children sided with her, wouldn't he have to just sit and watch them go?

He looked sharply at Aeon, gauging his stance. But his eyes, however, warned Aeon not to join them.

Aeon felt the pressure. After a while, as if making up his mind, he spoke to Irina,

"Irina, what are you doing? Don't you want to stay with us? How can you forget all of us just because of one person? Do we mean nothing to you? Why are you so ungrateful?"

He wasn't just speaking to her. Indirectly, he was addressing his mother as well.

He wanted to use guilt to make Irina and their mother stay. And like this, maybe—just maybe—their big brother would stay in the Degaro house too. So that their house grows more powerful.

But Irina was unbothered. "I am an adult, Aeon. I have my right to choose. If Mother goes, I am going too. So stop bullshitting already," she spat disdainfully.

Aeon's face flushed with embarrassment.

Meanwhile, Aengus gave his little sister a look of praise.

He didn't care about his little brother in the slightest. Aeon's heart was full of hatred, malice, and envy toward him. So why would he care?

Whatever his stance was didn't matter to Aengus. He would take his mother home, and that was final. But he didn't want to force her either. He would let her make her choice.

And he was confident that, eventually, she wouldn't refuse. He had seen the future after all.

Just when Eleanora's heart was in turmoil, hesitating on what she should choose, Aron felt the need to step in.

"Grandmother, don't you want to play with my little sister? She was just born yesterday from my second mother. If you don't come, she'll feel bad," he said, his tone carrying a hint of sadness.

And that was enough.

The news of another grandchild shocked her. Immediately, her motherly instincts took over, and she felt an overwhelming urge to hold her granddaughter as soon as possible. For a moment, she even forgot that her son had another wife.

"Aron, are you telling the truth? You have a little sister?" she asked, gently holding his shoulders, wanting to confirm.

Aron blinked. "Why would I lie, Grandma? Come with us, and you can see for yourself. My second mother is very beautiful and nice as well," he added with a hint of pride.

Irina smirked mischievously. "Wow, Big Brother. You have two wives, and I haven't met either of them. I really want to meet them! Let's go, Mother, we are going to meet them." She excitedly grabbed Eleanora's arm, pulling her toward Aengus' side.

Eleanora's heart wavered, and this time, she didn't resist.

Seeing this, Aengus shot a confident smirk at Augustus, this reincarnation's own biological father.

"Eleanora, what are you doing? Are you going to shame me like this?" Augustus barked thunderously.

Eleanora flinched, not daring to look at him.

Aengus stepped in between them and said,

"My mother has done nothing wrong. She has endured for too long. She will leave with me, and no one can stop us—unless you want House Degaro to be wiped away." His tone was low but carried an undeniable sense of danger.

"Unfilial child, unfilial child," the old man, Adamus, muttered, seething with anger.

But they all knew the truth—Aengus was too strong, both individually and in terms of the forces he commanded.

"Old man, don't be too frustrated. I promise I'll tell my men to spare your territory. Consider it my grace," Aengus said, his voice laced with mocking indifference.

Then, turning to Augustus, he continued, "And my dear father, if you ever truly regret what you've done and sincerely apologize to my mother, I might reconsider our family ties. For that reason I am still keeping your family name."

With that, Aengus, Eleanora, Irina, and Aron turned to leave.

Augustus snickered. "Boy, don't teach your father how the world works. My approach was never wrong. Look at how powerful you've become—it's all because of our family's strict teachings. But alas, an ungrateful child would never understand."

He spoke as if he was greatly disappointed and he was the reason behind Aengus' rise to power, as if without their contribution, Aengus would have amounted to nothing.

Without the pain and suffering inflicted on Aengus, he would just have been another useless young master. His mother wouldn't have sent him to the Trial Wolrd Mythraldor, nor he would gotten his hand on such incredible abilities.

Aengus found his reasoning ridiculous.

His destiny and fate had been shaped by his own power. The Degaro family had nothing to do with it.

If not for Aengus, Ethan's (Zytherion's) soul would have simply reincarnated into another body and grew to this stage the same. The selection had been entirely random.

Without wasting another moment bickering, Aengus and the others disappeared from the Degaro household.

The Degaros could only watch in silence, a lingering sense of regret filling the air.

They had just lost a chance at something great.