“[Path of the Fireball – Road-Fire]… BOOM.”
Seems she’s pretty capable too. The others are surprised.
“What the!?”
“That’s incredible power!”
“That’s not normal.”
“That was a short incantation.”
“And she’s cute.”
While not as impressive as Kirs, her mana control is smooth. It’s clear she’s put in a lot of training. But that’s about it.
“Next, Ilza-Lagler.”
“Here.”
Oh, it seems it’s my little sister’s turn. My little sister would lose to Kirs, and she’d probably lose to that black-haired girl, Nadeko, in magic too.
“Alright, watch this. 【Path of the Fireball – Road Fire】”
Her mana control is about 54 points (I tend to grade family members a bit harshly). Everyone around is amazed by Ilza’s fireball. They’re always so easily impressed.
“Next, Zero-Lagler.”
“Examiner.”
“Huh? Yes?”
“He’s my brother, but his mana is zero, so it’s pointless. Right, Brother?”
“Indeed, I’d like to pass with zero points.”
“Why are you so shameless about it?”
I deliberately crossed my arms and spoke to the examiner with the stern face of a ramen shop owner.
“Uh, well, getting zero points puts you at a significant disadvantage.”
“It’s not about disadvantage—it’s just zero. Zero-Lagler, after all.”
“Bor-ing. Brother, you’re seriously boring.”
“Uh, alright. I’ll move on to the next candidate.”
Thanks to my sister’s intervention, I managed to avoid making a complete fool of myself. I owe her my gratitude.
“Thanks to you, I didn’t embarrass myself too much.”
“You were already pretty embarrassing. Look, all the other students are mocking you.”
“But it would’ve been even more humiliating if I’d tried and failed to hit the target. You were being considerate, weren’t you?”
“…D-don’t misunderstand! I just don’t want my own reputation to suffer because my brother’s a failure, that’s all!”
“Oh, is that so? I regret thanking you now.”
“Hey! Of course I was being considerate! Read the room!”
“Which is it?”
As usual, my sister’s emotions are all over the place.
“Well, at least we both made it through the magic exam.”
“You didn’t make it through—you tripped at the starting line.”
“Next is the written exam… As your brother, I’m worried about how you’ll do.”
“As your sister, I’m genuinely concerned about your admission results. Listen, Brother, if you graduate from this academy, you’ll become a magic knight. Even if you can’t inherit the family headship, you won’t be exiled and can return home to protect the territory. If I become the head, I’ll make sure you have a place, so do your best.”
“Got it loud and clear.”
“Do you really understand, Brother?”
Alright, the written exam should be a perfect score. Why? Because all I have to do is cheat without anyone noticing. It’s easy. Even if using mana would trigger some dramatic background music, cheating without it is a piece of cake.
I timed it perfectly, glancing at the papers of the person next to me or diagonally in front, even hiding a cheat sheet in my mouth.
As a result, I managed to peek at my sister’s test. I also saw Kirs’s and the cheat sheet. A high score is guaranteed.
“Phew, good job, Brother.”
“Indeed.”
“You look pretty confident.”
“Of course. I’m sure I got a high score.”
“That’s a relief.”
“Hmm, next is swordsmanship.”
“Brother, you need to do well here, or it’ll be tough.”
“It’ll be fine. I’ll manage.”
It’s true that getting a zero in magic at this academy almost guarantees failing the entrance exam. But I can’t give up now.
It’d be no laughing matter if the Proxy failed the exam. Though, if the worst happens, I can always have Reina take the blame and come up with some excuse.
I’ll put in some effort for the swordsmanship test.
“Alright, it’s time for the swordsmanship exam. Pair up with anyone you like.”
Hmm, we’re in the arena with about 500 people. Who should I pair with? My sister is out—she’d make it awkward. Kirs is a no-go too…
Oh, there’s a tall, handsome guy with decent mana control. This exam prohibits the use of mana, so it’s purely about swordsmanship.
The moment I saw him, I wanted to fight him… Yes, my heart was calling out.
“Lord Samran, would you pair up with me?”
“Why not me?!”
“Hey, don’t cut in line!!”
Surrounded by women, huh? Unforgivable!! I’ll teach him a lesson like a stubborn Showa-era father!! Guys like him, who act all refined, are rotten to the core!!
I don’t really care about being popular, but the women around me are either weird maids or have their judgment warped by the Proxy filter.
That’s why I genuinely despise guys who are naturally popular.
“Brother, are you going to fight him?”
“Ho ho ho, I’ll send him straight to hell.”
“Seriously?! Why do you hate him so much?!”
“Guys like him are just greedy demons. It’s best for me to defeat him and turn the girls’ attention toward me.”
“There’s a greedy demon right next to me.”
“Well, I just don’t like guys who seem to have everything and are naturally popular.”
“How awful. But do you really think it’ll be that easy? Samran is the eldest son of the famous magic knight family, the Levarre clan. His father was a formidable knight who even our father couldn’t beat in swordsmanship. Though overall, our father was stronger, especially in magic.”
“Hmm.”
“Surely you’re not thinking of avenging our father’s defeat in swordsmanship…”
“Huh? Oh, yeah. That’s it.”
“Good. I’m relieved that it doesn’t seem like that.. Now, go fight him.”
And so, I approached Samran.
“Hey, Samran. How about we pair up?”
“You’re… oh, Zero-Lagler. Sure.”
Alright, the girls are all watching, but I’ll win. My entrance exam results are already bad, and I can’t stand this greedy demon being so popular!
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I am Kirs, the 【Magician】. One of the executives granted the 【Grand Order】 by the leader.
Once, I was a sister in training. I lived in a small village, one of the children in an orphanage there. From a young age, I prayed to the gods. I was just an ordinary, powerless child.
As a child, I prayed to the Earth God. For the sake of the world, or so I thought. That was the norm in that village, and I never questioned it. The first time I began to doubt was when my fellow orphans started disappearing.
Occasionally, adults would come to the orphanage wanting to adopt children. Normally, that would be a joyous occasion.
Those who could afford to adopt were usually nobles or wealthy individuals.
So, I thought it was wonderful.
But the adopted children never contacted us. Not a single letter, no matter how many we sent.
The unease grew. What kind of orphanage was this? I realized I’d never been outside.
The unease peaked one day when I received news that a noble couple wanted to adopt me. They were a childless noble pair who came to take me in.
I couldn’t refuse.
And when I left the orphanage, what I saw was… my friends, preserved in large glass containers.
“You’ve been sending letters to these children, haven’t you?”
“Unfortunately, the letters will never be read. But they won’t feel lonely, because from now on…”
My friends, submerged in liquid inside the glass, were barely alive but looked as good as dead. They didn’t respond to my voice, couldn’t help me, and I couldn’t help them.
──I’m going to die.
I’d become a living doll, not allowed to die. No matter how much I grieved, how angry or hateful I felt, I couldn’t change my fate.
This was the destiny assigned to me.
[Loo-loo, lululululu. Dedededen]
When the black feathers fell, my destined fate changed. And I met Him.
“My name is the Proxy. If you want to know the truth, follow me. But be prepared—beyond this lies the hidden side of history, and your values may shatter.”
Taking the hand of the Proxy, the leader, Lord Zero, my life changed dramatically. First, he saved all my friends from the glass containers.
The leader was capable of using extremely high-level healing magic. In seconds, he healed all my friends. They were back to normal, and the next day, we were eating sweets together. The leader joined us, and his elegant way of eating was mesmerizing. Truly the son of a noble.
As we ate sweets, he also taught me the truth of the world. A truth no one had ever reached before.
What was astonishing was that the leader, despite being a child, already understood it all. I met him when I was eight, and even then, he was unraveling history and taking action. His mind was beyond genius—divinely clear, a once-in-a-generation prodigy with both intellect and pure power.
It would be strange not to respect someone like that…
Yes, I am devoted to Lord Zero. I have no real interest in the Holy God Arcadia. I only revere Him because He does.
I only worship because Lord Zero is someone I can truly respect and admire. I simply want to eliminate the so-called Six Great Gods, those lowly beings.
But even knowing the goal, it’s not easy. The sheer scale of the Heavenly Realm is overwhelming. To conceal something of that size would require an incredibly complex organization.
Well, with the leader around, it’s only a matter of time.
The leader is truly brilliant. When he acts as the noble Zero-Lagler, he plays the role of a carefree, clueless child. Ilza-Lagler mocks him, but he’s no fool—he’s a genius pretending to be one.
The gods have deceived the entire world. The only one who realized it was the leader. He’s too much of a genius for anyone to catch up. If I could fully grasp his will, I might get closer to Him.
I desire world peace. But more than that, I want to stand by the leader’s side. Many women in the Arcadia Revolutionary Army share that desire.
But it’s not so simple. The reason is the vice leader—she’s always clinging to him, refusing to leave his side…
“He’s pretty good at swordsmanship!”
“But his mana is zero, so it’s not that impressive.”
“Still, his swordsmanship has potential.”
Right now, the leader is wielding his sword. As Zero-Lagler, his movements lack their usual sharpness. It’s clear he’s holding back. But it’s beautiful. His form is precise and fluid.
Zero-Lagler is a guise He wears to hide in the world. But everything He does has meaning. Choosing that opponent for the swordsmanship exam must have a purpose. And the girl called Nadeko was watching the match with deep interest.
“Tch, a mana-zero loser, and yet…”
Samran is getting flustered. No wonder—every time he tries to decide the match, the leader effortlessly counters his attacks.
“Let’s pick up the pace!”
To turn the tide of the losing battle, Samran increases his sword speed. But the leader still counters it with ease.
“Can you keep up with this?! Zero-Lagler!”
Samran continues swinging his sword, flustered but persistent. While there’s a world of difference between him and the leader, he’s still strong. The leader must have seen something in him.
Samran. Nadeko. These two are worth investigating.
Once the exam is over, I’ll start looking into them. Hehe, if I do well, maybe the leader will praise me?
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