"This is Silversand Port, in the heart of the Central Land..."

  Eirik stood motionless, his gaze fixed on the scene unfolding before him in the system interface. A swirl of nostalgia and longing washed over him.

  Elaresar, the capital of the Dawnstar Dynasty, had always been a hub of magical activity, but Silversand Port? It outshone Elaresar by a vast margin! Towering structures floated in the sky, reaching up toward the horizon, their gleaming silhouettes flickering against a backdrop of swirling mist. The air was thick with elemental energy, crackling with life.

  All around, various half-beast races bustled through the streets. Fox-girls, rabbit-girls, and many others, each more enchanting than the last. And then there were those... otherworldly figures with multiple limbs, faces twisted in eerie patterns—enough to make anyone pause and take notice.

  "This place is something else..." Eirik murmured under his breath, captivated by what lay ahead.

  "I wish I could see it with my own eyes..." Selene, perched at the Starlight Academy of Magic, set her wine glass down with a playful smile, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of yearning and wonder.

  To the average scholar of the Dawnstar Dynasty, a place like the Central Land was more legend than reality. The holy land of magic. Who wouldn’t dream of visiting? Eirik’s family’s adventures had only made her curiosity grow stronger.

  [The people of Silversand Port are amazed to hear of your arrival from across the seas. The last scholar to undertake such a journey came centuries ago.]

  [Thanks to your immense power and skill, you’ve been warmly welcomed by the city lord. Here, even the minor lords possess Grandmaster-level strength.]

  [Surprisingly, your family has avoided the usual hardships faced by newcomers. No hostile factions have targeted you.]

  [Instead, you’ve spent your time exploring the city, clearly in high spirits…]

  Wait—why did it feel like they were on vacation?

  In most stories, when a family like Eirik’s arrived in a new land, they’d be thrust into chaos. Kidnapped, enslaved, tortured—anything to break them. They’d rise from the ashes, overthrowing powerful factions, defying ruthless lords. That was how it was supposed to go.

  "The Central Land is stunning, but watching this family’s uneventful journey is making me drowsy..." Liora muttered, rubbing her eyes lazily. She thrived on chaos, and this smooth-sailing narrative was just too boring for her taste.

  "Maybe it’s because they’re just too powerful. Who would dare mess with them?" Selene chuckled, a wry smile playing on her lips.

  How could they not be powerful? Just look at their bloodline—Eirik, at first glance, seemed the most ordinary, but his wife was the Regal Bone of the Ancients. Their children? Their talent radiated from them like a blinding light, enough to leave anyone in awe.

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  Not only were they gifted, but they were also formidable in strength. Even in the Central Land—a place teeming with powerful figures—a Grandmaster was still a rare and impressive rank.

  Those who knew the family understood that this was just a casual outing for them. To those who didn’t? Well, it looked as if the greatest talents in the continent had gathered, perhaps to settle an old score.

  Who would dare challenge them?

  "I’m about to break my teeth from envy! How does someone live such a perfect life?!" A few couldn’t hide their jealousy.

  The journey continued.

  After taking in the wonders of the Central Land, Eirik and his family began to make their plans.

  Eirik and Elvynna decided to make Silversand Port their base. With its sophisticated transportation network, abundant resources, and a wealth of elemental energy in the air, it was the perfect place for solitude and deep study.

  The wealth they’d accumulated in the Reincarnation Sea would more than suffice for years of research and practice.

  As for their children? Eirik quickly shooed them off. Resources? Not a single one for them!

  What could the kids possibly need? They were already highly skilled. Any additional resources would hardly benefit them. The resources, of course, were meant for Eirik and Elvynna!

  Can’t let the kids take everything, right? And besides, he wasn’t about to sacrifice his own comfort for them.

  "Wow, I’ve never seen a father act like this! What the hell is he thinking?!" The voices on the world channel exploded.

  "If I had such gifted kids, I’d cherish them! But this guy hoards all the resources for himself?!"

  "Eirik is perfect in every way—except for this!"

  "I told you, Elvynna-senpai, you should’ve given me one of those kids! I’d train them to be supreme warriors, not let them turn out like Eirik!"

  "Hmph, Elvynna-senpai, listen to me! You don’t need this husband!"

  The world channel lit up with complaints.

  Even though Elvynna knew Eirik well, she was taken aback. "What are you doing, dear? These resources were earned by the kids!"

  Each of the children was a genius in their own right. If their abilities were featured in a story, they’d surely be the protagonists. The treasures they’d gathered on their travels were substantial.

  The sheer amount of resources was enough to tempt even Eirik.

  [Seeing the resentment on the kids’ faces, Elvynna tugged at your sleeve, hoping you’d share some of the resources with them…]

  At that, Eirik’s heart sank.

  "Wife, don’t you see? Giving them all these resources would only harm them!"

  They’re NPCs! They don’t need any of it!

  Back in the old days of gaming, some titles let you raise children like pets—NPCs who could fight battles, heal, or even resurrect you. Eirik had always treated NPCs that way.

  If you didn’t exploit NPC resources, could you even call yourself a good player? Didn’t the heroes always loot villagers' homes and plunder everything?

  Eirik’s impassioned defense left Elvynna speechless. "How does giving them resources harm them?!"

  "A smooth life isn’t always a good thing! A soul that never faces hardship never grows. If everything comes too easily, a fall is inevitable. This is the perfect time for the kids to face some challenges!"

  "Let us old folks bear the weight of the misfortune and karma!"

  "That’s just an excuse! Elvynna, don’t buy into it—teach him a lesson!"

  "Honestly, though, Eirik’s not wrong..."

  "The balance of the world is a truth. More trials for the young can be beneficial—I was told the same by my father."

  "Sounds like your father is a real charmer!" someone teased.

  The world channel erupted with mixed opinions, with no one able to agree.

  [You sent Elvynna away and pushed your kids out to face the world on their own. If they get into trouble, they can always come back to you...]

  These kids were all geniuses, already powerful. How could they fail?

  No way.

  Sure, they might face some setbacks, get mocked for their poverty—but that would only make them stronger. Classic story arc.

  Anyway, it was time for some quality time with Elvynna.

  Let the lovebirds begin their training together!

  Time to break through to Archmage and finish this game once and for all!