Yarin's POV:
Some people thought I was very weak, or in other words, most people thought I was very weak.
What reason did I have not to be weak? In terms of age, I was a child that had not yet grown up. I was so immature that it seemed like one punch could beat me half to death. In terms of strength, I was a young boy who lived like a prince. I probably couldn't even defeat the swans wandering in the pool.
Wisdom? No one would seriously consider the intelligence of a primary school student.
That was why people were always careful with me. They treated me like an antique vase, as if a scratch could kill me.
That was how people see me.
But I didn't think I was weak because I was not a child. At least, not a child in the general sense.
