Can I have a word with you, ......?

　As I waited for Cyril to wake up, slapping his cheek and all, I was approached by a strange man .

"Mr. Harold!

　Some of Cyril's cronies see the man and call out.

I saw the fight you just had. Who are you, ......?

　Mr. Harold's gaze is fixed straight at me.

　This man Harold.
　At first glance he looks like just a nice guy, but he's a lot stronger than Cyril.
　I have to be careful.

　I don't know if that thought was obvious to you.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you. My name's Harold. I'm Cyril's father who's lying there.

　Cyril's father: ......?
　"How dare you kill my child? It's my turn to fight you!

　What fun that would be!

　I'm getting excited now.

"Don't give me that sharp look. Do you really think it's my turn to fight you?
"No?　I heard that Cyril's father is a vigilante.

　Let's use honorifics for older people.

　The vigilantes are the people who protect this village.
　Sometimes they fight demons, sometimes they settle disputes in the village.
　So they're a little stronger than people.

Haha. Honestly, after what you just did, I don't think you're a match for me. You beat my son.

　Oh?

But, ...... with all due respect, this Cyril kid is all talk and no ......
He may be weak compared to you, but my son is quite good.　He's fully magical and I'm sure he'll surpass me in the future.

　Are you sure?

"I know it seems like a lot of doubt, but I doubt there's anyone his age who can beat my son. You beat him in a matter of seconds. ...... I don't think I could do it.

　Harold shrugged his shoulders.

　You think Cyril is strong?
　How much has this world degraded?

The speed at which you move looks inhuman. ...... Do you have any special training?
Magic.
Magic?
Yeah. Yeah. I used magic to make it move faster.
Is there such a thing as magic?

　Mr. Harold nodded his head.

It's a body-enhancement spell. It's not that uncommon, you've seen it before.
I've heard that in the past, there was a magic that was a dream come true for those of us who wield swords. ...... You're telling me that there really was such a thing?

　It seems that ...... body enhancement magic is not common either.
　I'm sure you're aware of that.

　Or rather, he didn't seem to know about it.
　It's a must in a fight between wizards.

　I was puzzling over it.

"You might be able to make it at Rosangrila Academy, for example.
"Rosangrila Academy of Magic?

　Now it's my turn to nod my head.

"Yeah. It's the world's best magic academy in King's Landing. Children of promising wizards from all over the world are gathered there and educated day and night. Those who graduate from there join knightly orders or leave behind legends as adventurers ...... and achieve brilliant results. That's about it.

　Oh my.
　Is there such a thing?
It's hard to imagine any of the kids being stronger than me, but ...... at least it's less boring than this village.

I don't know.　I think you'd do well there. And it would be a shame to leave your talents buried here. Why don't you consider enrolling at Rosanlea Academy of Magic ......?

　Magic Academy. .......

　It sounds interesting.

　I was thinking of becoming an adventurer and flying around the world in the future,......, but I guess it's not too late to do that after graduating from the Academy of Magic.
　It's also important to note that magic is still in decline compared to previous generations.
　If you know what kind of education is being provided in this era, you might learn something.

　It may be that the common knowledge of magic is wrong only in this village.
　In King's Landing, the correct knowledge of magic may be transmitted.
　But Harold, who moved from another city, is like this, so it's hard to imagine.

I want to join now!　I want to join now!


Don't panic. You have to be fifteen years old to enter the Academy of Magic. You look about Cyril's age, don't you?
Fifteen years old. ......

　Three more years.
　That feels like a long time.

And the entrance exam there is hard. There's no guarantee you'll pass. So you'll have to train hard until you're fifteen.

　As my shoulders slumped, Mr. Harold said to me as if to tell me off.

　I was wondering what to do from now on, but ...... I have a guideline for the time being.

　I'm going to join a magic school.
　I'm going to join a magic academy, and I'm also going to try to figure out the mystery behind the decline of this world.
　The thought of that made my heart beat faster.



　Then I convinced my parents.
　Mr. Harold helped me to persuade them.
　As a result, I was allowed to enter the Academy of Magic on the condition that I would come back during the long vacations .......

　No, I haven't been accepted yet, so I don't know.
　But I didn't feel like failing it.


　I decided to train my magic and body for another three years.
　As my body grew, it became easier to move, and at this rate, I would catch up with the power of my prime ......, or even surpass it in a matter of time.


　And three years later.
　Three years later, I finally turned fifteen, and the entrance exam for the Magic Academy was coming up tomorrow.