Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

79 Classroom Landscape At Royal College

At the point of its name it is obvious that Sylvia is part of the so-called royalty.

Sometimes, however, she is the daughter of a concubine, equal to no right to inherit the throne.

As a matter of priority, if a king's son is born, or a grandson is born, the numbers will automatically increase.

None of the royalty but Sylvia will die one day, but if it does not happen, it will not be possible to be king.

That doesn't mean, though, that Sylvia is being abused or scorned.

Rather, given that she is the daughter of a concubine, I would say that she has been encountered more than she would normally have thought.

Anyway, except for the right to inherit the throne, the treatment is no different from that of the other children.

It was even the same about my mother, and Sylvia herself felt more strongly about it than anyone else.

And that's why Sylvia decided to go to Royal College.

Simply because he wanted to return the favor he had received by then.

Needless to say, the king... the fathers told me that such a thing was not gracious or anything.

But even if it is from the heart, let them not be able to treat themselves equally in the true sense because of their royalty.

Because I'm proud of my father and my mother, I thought I shouldn't give in there.

Well, Maria told me you were stupid or something.

Still, it was a laugh, so I don't think it's wrong.

By the way, I chose the Department of Magic Guidance because I thought that was the most useful thing I could do.

Because magic research in this country has lagged considerably behind other countries.

Sometimes this country is skewed of skills, and there is a strong tendency towards so-called results-based doctrine.

It means that the process will not be valued and only the results will be valued.

But it would still have been better if that had simply been the case, but the fact that it assumes skills makes the conversation difficult again.

In short, anything you do is skilled first, and without it, you won't even be able to get to the results.

Still, if we're going to do something about it, it's going to be impossible if we don't make it even the rest of the feat.

All of those things, in short, make it easy for researchers to be treated cold.

There are certainly sacramental religions when it comes to magic studies, but that is also one of the major reasons.

High hurdles, unmotivated and poorly treated.

I am talking about who will do the research in such a situation.

That is something that cannot be helped to some extent given the situation at the time of the founding of this country, but that cannot always be the case.

Though the Kings are going to do something about it, there is no such thing as a proposal... which is why I was hoping Sylvia could help.

Well, technically, Sylvia doesn't understand all of the circumstances so far.

I just knew there was no magic research going on, and I had a magical talent for myself.

Then there is something I think I can do, to the extent that I thought so.

But I don't know the details, and although the destination is vague, the thought is real.

Hence.

"Mmm..."

That is also why we are currently exposed to swelling surfaces.

Royal College's Department of Magic Guidance, is in the middle of that arithmetic class.

It's not that I don't understand the content of the class, and I'm not dissatisfied with the content.

Instead, it's been about a month since I enrolled, but I could even say that all of that is fulfilling with regard to the classes I took.

Sylvia was also taught some things by her tutors, so there is no brand new in the content itself.

So the reason it was fulfilling was the environment itself.

Turns out it's the same answer, but there were people who got there after a completely different process than they did.

Turns out, the answer was wrong, but there were people who felt convinced and brand new about the reasons that led them there.

Or, the answer was wrong, not even one of the processes was convincing, but that's why there were people who were inspired.

All of that wasn't when I was in class with myself and my tutor.

All that was there was my thoughts and the right answers the tutor showed.

But the world was wider, and I could only see myself in a small box... I might exaggerate when I said that, but still, Sylvia really thought so, and it was a wake-up thought.

And in it, there was a boy who even remembered admiration similar to respect.

It's a familiar boy, a boy who came right after himself at the entrance exam.

To the best of Sylvia's knowledge, he did almost everything perfectly.

Though Magic Instruction, that class is not only Magic Instruction as it is now.

Especially when it comes to small parts, the basic thing is to do it in general.

But he seemed to understand everything perfectly.

I remember Sylvia for the most part, too, but I'm not sure it will be just about everything.

He was able to answer that perfectly, including the process, when he was pointed out.

At one point, moreover, an instructor in arithmetic who has become well known for his riding or for making ill-intentioned problems has said to create problems that we cannot yet answer ourselves today and to solve them.

But he was also given a normal face to solve it, and perhaps even something to learn in the middle and beyond, but it was also solved without difficulty.

That's right. The math instructor also sent an honest compliment, something that leaked an admirable breath from all over the classroom.

And you heard the story, and the other lecturers did something similar... with all of it, he still answered perfectly.

Then it would be natural for me to have an admiration there because I wasn't great at all and didn't even get good at it.

It was when Sylvia took swordsmanship classes that Sylvia was hit hardest among them.

Some of the basic things include martial arts, and although it is a choice among the six, it is taught directly by the instructor of that discipline.

Sylvia chose swordsmanship there and so did he... that was during that first class.

He said he needed to know how much everyone could do for now, so everyone was going to meet with the instructor.

Few, though affiliated with the Department of Magic Guidance, also possess martial arts skills and, above all, are allowed to attend the Royal College.

Some of them even have intermediate skills in swordsmanship...... if I'm honest, I think they were all licking about the instructor.

Whatever the instructor thought, he seemed to be his age or only his younger age.

The lecturer who led me to the classroom on the day of the induction ceremony was also short, but somehow that guy had something like Pierce Loch.

But she didn't have that, and I think it was the reason she was smiling and laughing at what was fun.

Even Sylvia looked a little sweet... but such recognition was overshadowed in an instant.

The first person with that intermediate skill was present, literally in an instant.

Instead of flashing the sword, I didn't even know when it moved, and when I realized it, the person was down.

Enlightening strength is enough, and still almost everyone will end up with the same end as that person.

Though Sylvia was never hit in the head when she found out.

I roared wondering if this was the lecturer at the Royal College Swordsmanship.

And almost everyone, for obvious reasons.

Everyone but him, because it means.

I wonder what he looks like in this situation, with even the eye of anticipation from all of us, in the presence of… the result was what I wanted.

No, should I say more than that?

Whatever it was, for the first time her sword was taken, and with a sword to return it, its head was slapped the other way.

The best cheer I've ever had, naturally.

I realized most of all that would be something I would care about for my instructor's girlfriend, and it fit right in... but I also think she seemed most happy.

That's what he said and so on, and to see from what he was talking about a bit, he apparently knew someone.

Speaking of swordsmanship, it was also about that day that I heard that that one he showed on his entrance exam day was swordsmanship, not magic.

That was when we talked by chance.

I was wondering because I didn't feel the magic, but when I asked him why he did it, he told me to charm him with what he was best at.

There should be no problem with anything else than that it was not said to be magic... it is something that I was heartily impressed with how it was also interpreted.

He said that it was not something that people could be proud of because it was what they taught me, but it was still enough to impress me, including being able to honestly speak of it.

And, well, by the time, like, two weeks later, Sylvia was already starting to send a totally respectful gaze at him... and it was around that time that there was a change in his attitude.

And that's what causes Sylvia to be exposed to swells......

"Mmm..."

Try roaring again, it doesn't make any difference.

Apparently he - Soma Neumont - has gotten used to himself doing this.

To be honest, in the sense that I've gotten used to the sight in front of me, Sylvia is the same...... at the same time, it was something I didn't want to admit badly.

Yes, Sylvia is currently sitting next to him - Soma, but there's only one dissatisfaction there.

Because Soma is looking at the book at hand without looking at the class.

I know that's what I borrowed from the library because I heard it from him.

But I don't even know what book you're reading.

Two weeks after that, because this is how Soma reads when she brings different books every day.

Changed attitudes are also, in short, about this.

What happened, Soma suddenly stopped taking serious classes until then and started reading books.

If this is about reading something that has to do with magic, etc., it's still fine.

Because if you do think about Soma's proficiency, you'll only be free where you were listening to the class.

But when I brought the book on the first day, the word that came back asking me what it was about was the book of history.

What I brought the next day was a book of ancient ruins, and the next thing I brought was a book of demons.

I've brought something written about adventurers, I've brought something I'm not sure about… At least I've never had a book on magic in my life that I've heard of before.

Well, I can't say that I haven't even heard about it in the last three days, or possibly brought it once after that... maybe not.

And where it was, it's no different that the majority of it is books that have nothing to do with magic.

It is more impossible to say not to be dissatisfied there.

But Sylvia can't say anything to Soma about it.

That's personal freedom, and when you're pointed out, you're still answering perfectly.

There can't be anything I can say.

"Guuuuu..."

So when it comes to what I can do, this is just how I sound dissatisfied, but until now, there's been some reaction, and finally nothing.

Even though I knew it was depressing, no, I kept saying it was important to assert my will... this doesn't make any sense to go on anymore.

Finally, there was nothing else I could do, and I ran out of measures.

"... Huh, it is"

Therefore, when I turned my face forward, I decided not to care anymore.

No, I really can't do that... but I just have to.

I figured I'd find someone around the corner who seemed respectable and I'd be able to work hard with someone like this from now on.

But in the end, that's what Sylvia thinks of herself.

It has nothing to do with Soma.

I just knew it, though, and it couldn't be that easy to convince.

While Sylvia tried to concentrate on the class, she raised a small roar.