The winter that year was long.
It was a winter that lasted for three whole years.
It is said that an abyss has broken out in the North Pole, and two FakeWarriors have been dispatched to subdue it.
It was a time of peace. Throughout the winter of that year, the boy was educated by Ludwig Scalzi.
The focus of the training was on magical training and opening the magic eye, but in order to open Bell Curious's eyes, first.
"You must be able to use Bel Sidious freely. Now, read quickly! Don't miss it!"
"yes!"
"Are you just going to stand by and watch until the opponent's magic activates? Move quickly!"
Scalzi was happy every time he saw his grandson learn a hundred instead of ten by teaching one. The boy's genius was beyond description.
Isn't it possible to learn in just one day what would take a dullard 10 years, an ordinary person 1 year, and a genius 1 month?
All that was needed was time. The time it took to learn how to use the eyes and for the magic power to grow.
If the boy was happy, it was happy too.
If he had been formally educated in general magic, it would have been boring. However, the Ludwig family's home magic was a world of knowledge that the boy had never known.
The reward was also certain.
The power to freely control all abilities was an overwhelming condition, considering that he had no foundation in his previous life.
"Training is a process in which you can grow more when you put your life on the line."
"I know."
"I'm going to start throwing fireballs now. If you can't dodge them, you die."
Scalzi said as much, but if a truly dangerous situation arose, he planned to use his Bell Curious to extinguish the magic.
"Ssup...."
The boy took a deep breath and nodded. Cold sweat poured down his body and his white breath rose into the winter wind.
"now!"
Scalzi was a great wizard.
The condition for making a wizard into a battle mage was the calculation speed. Scalzi's calculation speed was considerably fast even by Lynn's standards.
'If it were my time, Scalzi might have joined the Rista party instead of me.'
It was fortunate that it didn't. As the fireball struck, the azalea went wild and the vision became dizzyingly distorted.
"Bell Sidious!"
The fireball was getting closer and closer. A searing pain pierced my skin.
"Hurry up, Rain!"
The activation conditions of Bell Curious are difficult even in theory. All five of the Ludwig family's home magics must be instantaneously calculated to infuse magic into the eyes.
In addition to the three stages of Bel Sidious' ability to quickly read, interpret, and detect magic, he must also learn the art of interfering with and manipulating that power.
Now that I think about it, to make something like this into home appliance magic… … Was Ryuken Ludwig a person who regretted not being able to defeat a wizard?
"lane!"
A fireball that came right before my eyes.
But the boy thinks. This magic multi-operation thing is nothing to me.
The five spells were cast in an instant.
Suddenly, blood flowed from both of my eyes, and a sharp pain shot through my pupils, as if my retinas were burning and melting.
But hey?
The surrounding landscape was covered in a terrible blood red, and everything began to look like numbers.
010101010101
The snow crystals fluttering whitely before my eyes, the Scalzi shouting urgently from afar, and the fireball burning like crazy right before my eyes… …!
In that moment, Rain could see a change in his eyes. Bell Curious had been activated.
amazing.
This is really, really great.
An absurd sight where everything in the universe is interpreted as a mathematical equation and information is directly transmitted to the brain.
- If you have recognized the information with Bell Curious, you are all set. Then, as if you were doing mental calculations for magic, change the formulas you see before your eyes as you wish.
There were some similarities with Bel Sidious, but there was something crucially different.
The numbers… … .
As if you could touch it, as if you were caressing the surface of the water, when you reach out or look, it strangely scatters or distorts. As if you could interfere with all of this.
┏ 0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 0 1 ┓
ㆍThe origin of the formula is two triangles.
ㆍThe rune symbol used is the formula Lutishen.
ㆍSize 17 axel, range 23 gimite.
┗ 0 0 1 0 0 1 0 0 1 ┛
Interpretation complete.
Correction begins.
Let's twist the rune of Bal (發) into Bal (跋). Since the rune does not resonate with the mathematical formula as it is given a meaningless form, the answer to the equation changes to an imaginary root.
What this means is one thing.
This means that magic returns to nothing.
As soon as I finished interfering, the fireball that had been howling fiercely and burning my face right in front of me, scattered into countless sparks in the next moment, and soon the world became quiet.
The boy could only hear his own breathing.
At that moment, a stinging pain struck his neck. His magical power was exhausted. Scalzi caught the boy who was staggering and falling.
"Grandpa, did it work just now?"
"Yes! Look into your eyes now! All you're missing now is magic! Hahahaha! This is ridiculous… Bell Curious at the age of fourteen!"
At that time, Scalzi Ludwig was smiling, but he could not just smile.
'It was only when I was thirty-nine that I finally reached this state… … .'
The reality of the current magical world is that even he himself has been praised as a genius who will be recorded in the world for a century.
So what kind of genius is Rain?
Is this someone who can be described as a genius? Isn't this a talent that could turn the history of magic in the empire upside down?
"Rain, I don't care what path you take or what life you live from now on."
"...?"
"But when you turn sixteen, you must knock on the door of the Magic University,
Magic University… … .
To be honest, I wasn't interested.
What I was interested in was the Central Magic Library attached to
"Did you know that if you graduate at the top of your class from
"Yeah, that's what...."
Stop raping corpses.
What's so great about seeing someone die in the ice? Are you saying that's a special privilege?
"I'm not really interested."
"I did the same. But aren't you curious about the contents of the note that Warrior Lista left for Lin?"
what...?
What did Lista do to me…?
"No one has ever opened Bell Curious' eyes at your age. With that power, it should be possible to decipher the contents of that note."
At the time, I was just listening to that shocking story blankly, but looking back later, that was just the beginning.
This is a travel story.
A story of traveling to all corners of the world and recording the footsteps of former colleagues, following Lista's letters.
And on that road.
The story of how I met that child.
* * *
I turned fifteen.
The beginning of summer brought heavy rain, which provided a good excuse to stay at the
Here, an ordinary wizard graduates from elementary, middle, and high school, takes the Bandoran (1st star) ranking exam, and becomes a wizard.
After graduating from middle school, gifted students would obtain the rank of Bandoran (1st star) and advance to the Magic University.
"Today's lesson is factoring. You've already learned the basics in middle school, but now it's time to move on to the advanced level...."
Rather than the content of the class, Rain watched the children taking the class more closely.
"Hey, how do I solve this?"
"Please show me your notes for a moment."
"Why is this so hard? Should I just give up on math?"
"You crazy bastard, is it ridiculous for a wizard to give up mathematics?"
We ask each other questions about things we don't know, solve difficult problems together... ... and laugh and chat in the process.
'It's similar to when I followed the Rista party in that we filled in each other's shortcomings.'
It was completely different from Lin's life, where she sat across from the dean at the top of the stairs to learn basic theories and locked herself in her room to memorize formulas.
'It seems like it might be fun… … .'
But, uh… … here's where I run into a bit of a problem. How should I behave around my peers?
'I didn't know even when I was Rin, but now I'm the eldest son of the Madose family?'
Rain's life before he regained his memories was also of no help to him, as he was an outsider who had cut himself off from the world.
What a useless country you are!
"This might have been a bit of a hassle?"
The only thing I could rely on was Lin's memories. Let's look back at the past.
When was that?
At some point in the past, I had a conversation with party members about our attitudes toward others.
– Now, may the souls of these children rest in the peace of the gods, Dursiel.
As the Fire Dragon priestess, Friede, placed her hands on the foreheads of the fallen soldiers one by one and prayed, sobs rose from the crowd.
Friede was a priestess who held the position of religious leader in the Republic, and wherever she went, people tearfully implored her to pray for the repose of the souls of the dead.
Lind may have been moved by the sight of Friede, who lifted the prayers of those left behind to heaven with her kind and gentle demeanor. Of course.
- As someone who knows Friede's true nature, I'm just confused.
- What, Inma?
At Lin's words, Friede shouted. While Keith nodded vigorously in agreement, Lista waved his hand.
- Friede? I don't think so.
- I told you there was no one else but Lista! Just get rid of these bachelor-like men.
- Not to the point of feeling dizzy, but maybe a little nauseated? Really just a little? Just this much?
Friede's face turned bright red as if it was going to burst after being attacked by three people at the same time.
- I'm a priestess! One of the top two in the Republic! But do I have to smoke like you guys do? People want to be like that!
- Yes, yes. What Mr. Friede said is right.
When Lin responded teasingly, Friede was about to lose her temper, but instead put the bear in her mouth.
- Huh, even a sinister brat like you will have to act differently later on. We'll see then. I'll tease you properly.
- No. Why me?
- If the Archmage in the warrior party is timid, doesn't smile much, and spits out harsh words, how disappointed would people be? Would they ask if it's an impersonation?
Since joining the warrior party, Lin has been smiling often, if not often. You could say that's Lin's true self.
He was rather shy around strangers, but as a boy who had only lived in slums and on a rooftop, he couldn't help but have a primal wariness towards others.
Lin's expression became serious for a moment, and she closed the book she was usually reading.
– Acting… … How do I do that? Should I just put a metal plate on my face like Friede? But that would only work if I have a flat face like Friede.
- Come here, you're really dead!
While Keith was trying to stop Friede, who was howling like an animal and throwing punches and kicks, Lista came over and sat down next to Lin.
- What book is it?
– Gren Benivelt's 'History of the Dragon Race – II'.
– … … Lin, there's no need to act like this. Friede's case is special.
- Is it special?
- Rin can be Rin. Of course, it would be nice if she brightened up a little and became more confident, but there's no need to force herself to change. She's fine the way she is now.
Lista smiled brightly as he met her gaze. Lin felt a sudden sense of embarrassment welling up inside her and lowered her head, avoiding her gaze.
- Tch, even if you don't say it like that, I won't act. I don't want to. But… … .
- but?
Yeah? Yeah, yeah?
As Lista pressed for an answer, his smiling face gradually came closer, and Lin pushed it away, speaking softly enough that it could barely be heard.
– … … I want to change.
Lista, Keith, and Friede.
Just like you guys.
Be bright, confident, and kind in everything... ... and become an adult who can make others laugh. You can't change your innate personality, but someday.