The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 68

Chapter 68: The Clan That Invokes Gods

“Kamishiro?”

When I asked, Hinowa nodded and began explaining.

“The Kamishiro clan is said to have existed in the era before the Gomon and Hijima divisions. They were a clan of sorcerers. Some had bodies so strong they could house gods within themselves, while others were born with unique abilities, such as imbuing the names they bestowed with power. However, as generations passed, their power declined.”

“Imbuing names with power…”

What came to mind was the memory of my mother, which I had seen in the darkness. She had given me a name with the hope that I would be born safely, which resulted in my unique constitution.

The rock door that opened in response to my magical power, and the story my father had told me—when I put everything together, the answer became clear.

“…So, my mother was from the Kamishiro clan, and that blood flows in me too?”

“It’s hard to believe, but if we think of it that way, everything makes sense. Furthermore, if we consider that Belk-san’s mother might have been a descendant of Kamishiro, it’s possible that the Kamishiro bloodline manifested strongly in her due to a reversion to ancestral traits.”

“Reversion to ancestral traits…”

“Yes. That’s likely why such powerful curses and incantations, capable of costing one’s life, were bestowed upon Belk-san at birth. The Kamishiro blood must have been present in you as well.”

Hearing all this made my head spin. It wasn’t just learning about my mother’s roots in such an unexpected place; it was the realization that ancient Hizuchi blood might also flow within me, which stirred a mix of emotions.

(Wait a second… Does that mean Hinowa and I might be distant relatives!?)

The thought hit me like a brick. While I hadn’t known it, wasn’t it still inappropriate to hold a relative’s child like that? These thoughts popped up and disappeared as I reminded myself there were far more important matters to focus on.

I could tell, like it or not, that I was overwhelmed. Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself down and looked at everyone before making a suggestion.

“For now, let’s call it a day. Let’s head back up, finish preparing the camp, and rest. We’ll do a detailed investigation tomorrow.”

No one opposed my suggestion. We climbed the stairs again and returned outside, where the sun was setting. We hurriedly completed preparations for camping in front of the rock door.

They were considerate enough to tell me to rest first, so I took them up on their offer and lay down. Yet, sleep wouldn’t come easily. Rarely, I found myself staring blankly at my hands as I lay there.

“The clan that invokes gods, huh…”

As I muttered the words to myself, I became acutely aware that I was caught up in something extraordinary. Was this all just coincidence, or was it inevitable? Such thoughts, unusual for me, filled my mind until my eyelids grew heavier and heavier…