Of course your family bloodline is stubborn.

After flipping through the book countless times sitting in the tree and you decide you're going to go for it.

And it was like the book was waiting for that determination, for the next step to solidify in your heart.

Because at that exact moment the book glowed, the text around the the depiction you were planning to puzzle out, became clear and readable.

The words had also changed into ones you could read, not just a language you knew, as you had studied several, but in your native tongue.

Only those around the depiction of the ritual change the the rest is still a mystery.

There was no longer an excuse to delay any more, besides whatever trouble you might get into would be less if it happens after you've already completed the ceremony and made The Pact, they'll just burn the book.

There'd technically be a fine, though with how many years there was since the last Great War the laws about this type of contraband had gotten more more lax every time some nobleman's family member was found to 'accidentally' have one within their collection.

It was having it with the intent to use that would get you in trouble, having already used it would only leave the fine and confiscation of property.

You'd worry that this loophole wouldn't hold up if it hadn't already happened once, some idiot had found a book dedicated to one of the Forgotten gods of war, one that had possessed an aspect related to farming.

All that resulted was that he was stuck with only the gifts from the god at the creation of The Pact, with no way to further it.

The local Constables confiscated it, issued him a fine, and they all went about their day.

The man was a little bit of a joke now but one he played into, it was all good-natured or so you had heard.

With that in mind the safest thing to do was go through with the ritual worst case scenario you could go and be a blacksmith like your father wanted.

It would keep you out of the battlefield completely like your mother wanted.

With that thought you hid the book and went to gather the required regents.

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You'd be just your luck that you're only friend would notice and follow you back after you gather the regents.

Well you say friend but as soon as I knew what you were doing they rushed away planning to get the constable and 'save you from your own mistakes'

' god damn it f*** Steve now I'm going to have to rush through this.'