The grand hall of Voreoti Castle gleamed with chandeliers and gold filigree, its ancient banners fluttering gently against the marble pillars. Hundreds of guests—politicians, corporate giants, nobles, and allies from across Europe and Asia—filled the hall with murmuring voices. Cameras flashed from the press area as journalists from major newspapers waited eagerly.
Today was the day the world would remember.
The day Alexandar Argus Voreoti, only seven years old, would officially be crowned Marquis of House Voreoti.
Alex stood on the elevated platform, dressed in a formal black coat rimmed with silver embroidery, his long silver hair tied neatly behind him. Despite his young age, his posture was calm and composed—something that surprised many of the adults watching.
The officiant raised the ceremonial crown.
"By the decree of House Voreoti and its allied families, we hereby announce the succession. Alexandar Argus Voreoti shall inherit the title of Marquis, with all rights, lands, wealth, and responsibilities bestowed upon him."
The crown was placed gently upon his head.
Cameras exploded in white light. Reporters rushed to capture the moment. Within hours, newspapers across Europe and Asia would publish headlines:
"The Youngest Marquis in Modern History—The Silver Heir of France Rises.""House Voreoti Crowns Seven-Year-Old Successor."
But for Alex, it felt heavy—not because of responsibility, but because his parents were not here to see it.
The Weight of a Legacy
After the ceremony ended and the guests departed, Alex was escorted to the study where stacks of documents awaited him. With the help of loyal family retainers, he reviewed the list of his inheritance.
Even with the calm mind of a reborn colonel, Alex was stunned.
The Wealth of House Voreoti:
Corporate Shares
Automobiles
Medical companies
Cosmetics
Technology giants
Worldwide Mines
Gold mines
Diamond mines
Oil fields
Coal mines
Historical Treasures
Priceless artifacts
Ancient paintings
Rare manuscripts
Properties
Mansions worldwide
A medieval castle in France
Liquid Wealth
Billions of dollars in banks
Political Authority
A seat in NATO
List of Allies
Nobles
Politicians
Industrial magnates
Alex leaned back in his chair, exhaling slowly.
"So… I'm the youngest billionaire in the world."
But the thought barely amused him. Wealth was a resource, not something to brag about. Instead, he made a decision that surprised even his retainers.
He personally ensured that every long-term employee of his family—maids, butlers, guards, managers—received generous retirement pay, properties, and funds to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.
"Thank you for serving my parents," he told them softly.
By the end of the day, Voreoti Castle felt much emptier.
Alexandar Argus Voreoti was now alone.
The System Panel
He returned to his bedroom, shut the door, and sat on his large bed. Then he whispered:
"System, open my panel."
A translucent, glowing window appeared before him.
Status Panel
Host: Alexandar Argus VoreotiAge: 7Title: Marquis of Voreoti House, Reborn PersonBloodline: HumanMagic Power: None(Magic Power Ranks: beginner < intermediate < high < aurora < elite aurora < mage < grandmage < demi-god < god)
Special Talent: Perfect Mind
Skills:• Weapons Knowledge — Intermediate• Martial Arts — Intermediate• Medical Knowledge — Beginner• Cooking — Beginner
System Store: UnlockedSystem Backpack: Newbie Package
Alex stared at the list and nodded slowly.
"These skills… they're all from my past life. Alexandar Blake."
The discipline. The combat ability. The medical basics. Everything he had once learned as a colonel had transferred to this life.
"As for the bloodline… I can change that later through the system store."
With anticipation building, he spoke:
"System, open the newbie package."
Newbie Package Contents
A random identity in the wizarding world
Random skills ×2
Summon character ×5
Ope-Ope no Mi (no side effects)
Gate of Babylon
Alex's eyes widened.
Two incredibly overpowered abilities sat glowing before him.
"Gate of Babylon… Gilgamesh's treasury. All the Noble Phantasms, even Ea and the Chains of Enkidu…"
His heart raced.
"And the Ope-Ope no Mi… no side effects. That's insanely broken."
Unable to contain his excitement, he jumped on the bed—almost slipping off the edge.
"System, fuse Gate of Babylon with me. And… give me the Ope-Ope no Mi."
Fusion complete.Devil fruit consumed.
A warm, golden aura surged through his body.
He could feel it—countless treasures, weapons, artifacts waiting behind him in another dimension. The spherical "Room" of the Ope-Ope no Mi pulsed faintly in his fingertips.
But his luck wasn't finished.
"System, use the random items."
Minutes later, two new notifications sounded.
System Notice
Congratulations, Host!You have obtained the identity:Heir to House Ashwood — an ancient and noble wizarding family.
Congratulations, Host!You have gained:• Ultimate Skill — Raphael, Lord of Wisdom• Ultimate Skill — Beelzebuth, Lord of Gluttony
Alex froze again—then burst into laughter.
"This is… too lucky! Way too lucky!"
He nearly fell off the bed again from excitement.
"System, merge the ultimate skills."
A soft blue light enveloped him.
Moments later, a serene, intelligent voice echoed in his mind.
"Greetings, Master. I am Raphael."
Alex smiled and answered softly:
"Raphael… I'll be relying on you in the future."
"Understood."
Exhausted but satisfied, Alexandar lay down and closed his eyes.
For the first time since his parents' death, he fell asleep with determination instead of grief.
The new heir of two ancient houses.Holder of powers beyond imagination.A reborn soul in the Harry Potter world.
His journey had only begun.