The Desire of the Third Son of a Knightly House

I am the third son of a knightly aristocratic family, and I have memories of my past life. However, I never spoke of them. They were far too tragic and depressing. If I could, I would have cast those memories away into the depths of oblivion. Being the third son of a knightly house in the frontier of this country meant that I was born with the fate of being asked to dedicate myself to the family and, eventually, die for the people. Fortunately, I was born with a “gift.” Therefore, I had to use that “gift” to do my best to increase the chances of survival for my father, the head of the knightly house, and my brothers, the heirs. The reason for this was simple: they loved me. That was the o...