Ice Sword Mage Unites the World - The Boy, the world's most powerful magician, enrolls in the School of Magic

Who am I?

I've been asking that question for so long.

I've played Amelia-Rose, which we all seek from an early age.

From the moment I got my mind on it, I knew I was special.

Hold me around. That felt very good to me as a young man. Praised, praised, praised, I grew up intact.

But for some reason... I never grew up arrogant like other aristocratic children.

From an early age, there is a question.

─ Why, why am I being praised?

When I stuck with it unsure, I understood that this lineage was the object, not myself.

I understood that Amelia was never important or anything, and that I was important as the eldest daughter of the Rose family... along with my empty thoughts.

But still, Mr. Rebecca, the other three nobles, and Ariane have grown lazily after accepting it. Never be proud, just look at reality, as if to embody the presence (ah) of the three nobles.

I was in a hurry.

Because I can't act like that.

I'm gonna fake myself, I'm gonna fix it, I'm gonna put on a mask. I feel so lonely that I can't fill it.

There was nothing more I could do about that. So I have imitated the looks of the two of us in search of something and played the kind of aristocracy that parents and friends seek.

Courtesy, learning, studying, and magic.

I've been perfectly mature with all of it. Because if I don't, I'm going to lose it with me.

In the first place, when I say I'm faking myself, there's no such thing as who I really am.

Something that just plays a fake, nothing more or less, without really knowing what you want.

That was Amelia-Rose.

"Amelia, train the soldiers! Looks like you're doing great!

"Ranger!"

Salute him as usual and then encourage him to train with him.

At the beginning of this training, it was still good. Because you didn't have time to worry about me. By then this training had been harsh.

There were times when Ri was too harsh to escape.

But I ended up back.

That must not escape, because it moves forward... but I know I had another emotion as well.

I didn't want to be abandoned.

I didn't want him to leave me.

In such a backward mood, I was encouraging Ray and training.

"Okay! Take a break. All right!

"Ranger!!

Summer sunshine illuminates me relentlessly. Already the cicada chirp has grown louder, and summer is in full swing. Clear blue sky, clear air everywhere. And the sunshine that lights me up to scorch.

……

Step away from the ray and head to a place with a tobotobo and faucet.

Staring at the ground, there was a darker shadow than usual, either because the sun was strong. And when I saw that, I thought.

He's the sun, and I'm just a shadow.

Ray is dazzling. stretching and living in what I think . Free everywhere, dazzling beings.

I, on the other hand, am a nobleman, a being tied to a chain called pedigree. Even if he shows himself that nobility should be present... because he has to be. Never free, just living mechanically. I'm nothing but a shadow like that.

So as I look at Ray, my shadow gets darker. But shadows can't be made without light. And I dream that shadows can also be light.

He's just a bird in a cage, but he dreams such a nasty dream... and he keeps burning down. Fake is fake after all, and you can't be real.

Still dreaming. I guess I'm stupid.

One day you want to exchange like him, you dream.

"... Phew"

I bathe cold water from my head and try to calm down a little.

The cold water in this heat was very pleasant. And when I wipe the water off with a towel, I sit on the spot.

When I looked at my own hand, I was shaking. The tremor is for the Magics Chevalier, an upcoming Magic Swordsman competition. Until now, there has been nothing to boast about the existence of myself. But in Magics Chevalier, a magic swordsman tournament, the presence of me emerges and is rated as a magician in the form of victory or defeat.

You can't be a loser.

Because I'm Amelia-Rose.

But after all, it's not self-confidence or anything like that that that comes to mind. However, the fear of anxiety dominates me.

What if I lose?

Ray trained me, but what if I lose?

I'm sure Ray will be disappointed in me.

No, it's not just Ray.

Elisa, Clarice, Evie... and everyone in this college will be disappointed.

Amelia-Rose only to that extent...... and.

Because of that anxiety, my hands shake a lot these days. But when I squeeze it tight, I go back to Ray.

"Okay. You're back. Go on, let's go!!

"Ranger!!!

In order not to know such a mind, I still paste the mask today.

'Cause that way, I can stay me.

Amelia is what everyone wants, and I...

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"Um... what are you talking about?

"Hmm? Well, just sit down. We'll talk about it later."

After that, only I was summoned by Mr. Lydia to go through her study. Everyone else seems to be eating in the living room, but for some reason I want you to come, he said.

Nothing so face-to-face. When I met him before, I'd never thought of Ray's master or anything else, so I was just normally giving him a formal greeting, as usual.

And she stared me in the eye and told me like this that she could retreat the pile of paperwork on her desk to the edge.

"Sounds like you're trying."

"... what are you talking about?

"I told you earlier. It's about training. It's about Ray, so I think he's being a lot impotent... but I want you to take a big look there. Even so, you're definitely not letting me be impotent, are you? He's so sweet."

"That's... yes. Right..."

I don't get the guidelines. Did you summon me just to talk about this? But my thoughts soon become meaningless.

"Now it's Amelia-Rose. Apparently, you're worried..."

"What are you talking about?

Blur. Don't let them know. Paste the mask.

I'm Amelia-Rose, and I'm going to dress up as Amelia for everyone. Until now, I have played Amelia, which the nobles seek. But right now, we're gonna play Amelia for everyone we're close to. Ray, Evie, Elisa, and Clarice. Everyone wants me to be a strong, noble, and affordable person.

That's why I play Dodo again today.

"This is it."

"What's that?

"It's a letter. It's from Ray. This is how he sends letters from time to time. It's just been a recent update... since I started training with you."

"Hi...... what?

"I know Amelia's hiding something, but I don't know if I can step in..."

"─ Huh."

Take a breath.

I can't believe Ray was thinking about that. No, I knew he was feeling something. But I never dreamed I'd think of it that way. At best, because I thought it would be hard to be tired of training, or wanting more strength.

"You've heard about Ray's past, haven't you?

"... Yes. You know, caught up in a Far East battle."

"That's right. I looked into his lineage, but it's the real, ordinary Ordinary lineage. But he had talent. Exceeds me and others, no, I had the best talent in this world as well. When he became the best magician in the world...... that's what I grew up expecting. But Ray caused the sorcery realm rampage Overheat because of me... to this day. My only failure was to teach him enough about people's minds."

"A man's heart, is it..."

"Ah. Ray was the kind of boy who gave up everything in the world the first time he saw it. But I gradually regained my heart as a person... but it wasn't enough yet. After all, we in the military have a limited scope to teach. That's what makes him oddly grown-up, or floating, isn't it?

"That's well... yes..."

Ray has been a little crazy since we met... or he was really like a military man. It feels oddly stiff, and courteous, but somewhere chirpy...

"That was the limit. Of us adults...... That's why I advised Ray to join the college. So he wants people's minds, and to make dear friends. That's what I thought. But I was worried. Can that asshole make a decent friend? That's what I thought... you were worried. Looks like he found a good, unhung friend. And that guy feels the finesse of people's minds."

……

"Amelia-Rose. I don't know what's in your heart. [M] No, I'm sure no one knows that. Except you. I would never tell you to expose it. Keeping it in your heart all the time, ending your life is also one option. But if you want to be someone who's not who you are now, who wants to be troubled, tormented, liberated... rely on your friends. Well... extra help, but keep it in mind."

"... Yes"

That's what they say, and I walk out of the study flabbergasted.

Will one day, I too, be able to reveal this feeling, this inner?

Can such a day come?

I'm not as strong, noble, or aristocratic as we all think I am... a coward, a very, very weak person.

He's timid, stupid, weak, always scared... he's such a helpless person.

"Um... wash your hands..."

"We went straight here, and we took the ram to the left."

"... thank you"

That's what I ask the samurai I met along the way, and I aim to wash my hands.

……

And when I go inside, I keep my head close to the wall.

Ask for a friend.

The word keeps stabbing my heart.

How much easier would this thought be if we could expose this anxiety? I want to be free...... I don't want to be like this anymore. If my friends now, and... Ray would surely take it... I think so, my body was still shaking.

Ray said. He said his hands had been stained with blood and had killed many humans. The moment I heard all about that past, I hugged him. But that was never just because I sympathized with the past.

I wanted the strength of his heart to speak of the past.

So reflexively, I was attracted to its strength.

Me too, like Ray...... I want to spit out my thoughts. But everyone must be disappointed. No, I want to believe that that's not...

Such inconsistencies further drag me to the bottom of Naruto.

In the end, humans can only understand themselves. No matter how close your heart is to your friend, you don't understand that true heart. There exists a clear separation.

So I just think that if I'm all right... maybe I'm not really.

If I, the three nobles, knew I was a weak man, I might go away.

That's all I didn't like. I liked the relationship now. Because if I was in front of everyone, I'd feel a little bit like myself, too. Because I can dream of another possibility, different from what I've been before.

So you can't break it.

Paste your mask, create a virtual statue, and keep playing.

Because that's all I can do right now.

"Oh... really, I can't help it... really..."

Put your hands in the mirror and stare at yourself.

Who the hell is that pictured there?

I'm sure I can't be anything anymore.