I pack my bags gradually.

Today is the long awaited day of travel.

Standing up fluttering with a tightly weighted backpack on his back, he grabs his favorite cane and wears a hat.

I checked in the mirror and a pretty girl with a dazzle was looking at this one.

Yes, that pretty girl is me. This is Erna Frederia, who will now be called the Archmage.

"Nibbling and disgusting in front of the mirror"

Turning around, my sister Clara was watching this one as she sat on the edge of the bed.

Yellow piece on ponytail. You look just like me, you deserve to be called a beautiful little girl.

There is a thick book open in hand and on the back cover it says' History of Sanalgia and Elves'.

"I don't care what you look like in front of the mirror."

"Yes, but I still feel sick. By the way, what's the big bag your sister's carrying?

"Huh. I'm going on a journey to become a great magician."

"Heh, where are you going?

"Secrets"

……

Clara was looking at me with a look that included pity.

I guess you're even sympathetic to me for not having a magical talent.

Both my sister Clara and sister Melissa have excellent talent and taste, unlike me.

In the famous Frederia family, that's standard competence.

If you are ten years old, advanced magic can be used and is normal, and it is not uncommon to have children who possess two or three attributes.

Yet the magic of mastering what I am so painfully two-attributed to was an elementary stop.

Now that's what's causing it, so much so that it's been whispered in the city with the shame of the Frederians.

"I'm going to make a new departure in a new place. We need a new stimulus to bring out our hidden talents."

"I think your sister still has an exciting day, though?

"You idiot. There's no way talent blossoms as much as people say they hate you in the city. Adventure. Adventure. By putting my life in jeopardy, my true power will be freed. I won't wake up in a place like this forever."

"You're finally getting out of this country. Okay."

Finish the story. My sister drops her eyes on the book.

Still a busy sister. On the table, you're a good kid. You really have a bad personality.

I opened the door there and my sister Melissa came into the room.

Look at me. No, no. Your sister opens her eyes wide.

"What's wrong with that package? Traveling somewhere?

"No, I'm not. I'm leaving this country. And I'll make you look like a great magician like Moore."

"Oh, finally the limits come and you run away"

"Yes, but it's not! Your sister and Clara are good!? I certainly don't have the magic talent, but it's just sleeping! It has two attributes and a lot of magic! It doesn't matter what you think!

Your sister starts thinking with her index finger on her chin. That looks exactly like a beautiful woman.

Sister Melissa had long hair put together behind her, and the pink dress she wore everyday suited her well. Her plump pink lips emit a hue, especially as she looks like me. Even my sisters get me excited.

"I can understand what Erna's saying, but are we sisters of the glorious Frederians? I wonder if your father or mother would forgive me for leaving the country alone."

"That's why you leave in silence. I'm sorry for your sister and Clara, but I need you to tell me that I'm gone."

"Ha, he's been a kid for a long time, but this time he's extremely tough. It's gonna be a big problem for the Duke's daughter to run away from home."

"I'm not running away from home. It's an adventure. Anyway, tell both of you from your sister. Yes, this is a letter I wrote down. Just give it to your mother and she'll be fine."

When I let my sister grip the envelope with the letter, I leave the room early and head to the front door.

Afterwards, as he crossed the fence through the grounds, he succeeded in safely exiting the Frederia family. I have to purchase a horse from now on and head to the Kingdom of Logus.

It's only past noon now.

If we leave now, we will arrive in the next town by night.

I wore my hat deeply and lost myself to the crowd so I could not be seen in my face.

A few hours have passed since I left the Mori capital Zara.

The sun is starting to tilt and trying to sink into the horizon.

I run down the mountain path as I rush my horse.

"Phew, you've come quite a bit. Let's take a break."

Going down the horse in the open place, he sat down on a rock just the right size and put his mouth on the water in the water bottle.

Already at the top of the mountain. If you cross here, the next town is right there.

When I took one wrap out of my backpack, I unwrapped the cloth and smiled.

Contains about six cookies borrowed from the mansion's kitchen.

I stared at the view in my sight, enjoying the crisp, sweet texture.

"You look like a god tree in a place like this. I didn't know."

Even from here, a remote place, you can see the world tree, the symbol of Sanalgia.

The finesse spread to my chest when I thought I was going to live alone.

No, no, no, no! I will be a fine magician in the kingdom! To do that, you have to be an adventurer and be strong! Even Master Ka Moore stood up from the adventurer!

I shake my neck sideways trying to shake off my weak heart.

There was just loneliness and at the same time remorse.

Yeah, I told your sister and Clara, but after all, what I'm doing is a run away from reality.

I'm just running away for a reason because I can't stand living in this country anymore. I really had myself thinking that.

This country constantly tries to compare me to someone.

I have excellent parents, so naturally. But that was really painful for me. Because I don't have the kind of talent I'd expect around me.

How many times would I have been disappointed because of that?

To my parents. To my sisters. To servants. To city dwellers. To teachers. To classmates. I don't have a cut if you name it.

Even though I don't want it, the hurdles are raised on their own, and if I can't jump over them, I can turn my eyes to sympathy and contempt.

Nobody knows how I feel.

Still, I want to be recognized. I wanted to do it in return.

"I want to be strong. So now I run away."

Hold your fist hard. The cookies in my hands didn't loosen their strength when they smashed.

One day I will return to my homeland as a great magician. That's what I decided.

Gradually the sun begins to set on the horizon and the sky and the earth stain red.

Zahra was beautiful to see from there.

My hometown, which has given me joy and sorrow.

Maybe I won't be able to come back.

So let's at least burn it in these eyes.

Carved the sight of the journey into my heart, I rode a horse to leave.

And I'll just turn my attention to my hometown again.

"I'm coming."

I shrugged a little before I ran my horse.