Finally, qualifying for the massive sorcery battle Magics War is over. And then the main battle begins with just a day off.
All fourteen teams won the qualifying round. Among them, two teams with a high total number of points will earn seed rights. For that reason, those two teams inevitably become another mountain.
This time, the team: Forst is the top total points earned in the qualifying round. Then only marginally, the team: Olgren becomes the next point.
For that reason, if a team that is said to be a winning candidate is to be bumped even without trying, it will be the final game.
As things stand, the team: Forst has a loud voice with the advantage. But that's because Ray can't really speak up for the team: Olgren because he's from Ordinary, the average person.
Most importantly, Amelia and Ariane are sometimes the three nobles, and there is a lot of support.
"Have you come up properly..."
Albert was relaxing in his own room.
Today is my holiday. So I'm also going to take some time off today for the upcoming tournament. I really wanted to do some training, but Lucas told me to be tough, so I decided not to do anything today.
I am told that resting is also part of my training, and this is how I look at the material in my room.
The tournament table for this match is already out.
And what he just stares at is... Team: Olgren's name.
In a duel for Ray, Amelia was defeated by Ariane in the main battle of the Magic Swordsman Competition Magics Chevalier in qualifying for the Magic Swordsman Competition.
Until I joined this academy, I was stuck with my talent. He said he would never fight the blood of the three nobles. Because that's what I thought.
But meeting Ray was changing Albert.
What can I do to save myself and grow up as a magician? Still he hasn't had that much time since he wanted to change.
I don't expect results any time soon.
But he didn't want to lose to those three as before in this tournament anymore... so much so that he was growing up.
Sure, maybe he's not talented enough.
Among other things, efforts had led Albert to explore another path. Because hard work is indispensable to get to that top.
Even if you wear a cut off on talent, you don't keep a cut off on effort. Albert well understood that it wasn't always rewarding, but that was the only thing he could do for himself.
"Phew..."
Keeping his body behind his back gleefully, Albert stares out through the window at the landscape.
Winter has arrived in earnest, and it's time for a season when it's not strange to snow. It was only a little cloudy today, with slight shivering and rain.
Even so, the weather seems to be going to be sunny on the upcoming dates.
In other words, there will be no weather handed.
It means you can challenge the main battle in full swing.
And the sound of a knock sounds in his room when I'm thinking about even reading alone.
"I don't mind coming in"
"Excuse me."
The upstream aristocracy means that the Allium family employs more than one maid inside. In it comes an elderly woman known as the Maid Chief.
She rarely comes. If it was just a call, I would use another maid. I mean, this time, Albert immediately assumed that there was a call for something special.
"Our Lord is calling you. He wants me to go to the study."
"My father said to himself?
"Yes."
"Ok......"
I didn't say anything.
It is no exaggeration to say that the head of the Albert family is his father, but essentially his mother is in control.
My mother was told how noble the blood was when it came to pedigree and education.
His father, one of the masters, was indifferent to Albert.
For that reason, he was not comfortable with his real father.
Nothing, we're not close, we're not bad.
But if we were to talk about Albert's impressions, someone else with blood connections. To such an extent that they described it, the relationship between parents and children was separate.
I didn't know such a father would call himself... what the hell is his business?
And Albert carefully knocks on the study door.
It's Albert.
"Get in."
"... excuse me"
Go indoors. In front of him, his father sat down. She is wearing glasses and scratching up her greyed hair. He seemed to be doing paperwork today, as usual, and there was a pile of paper on his desk.
Go ahead and stand in front of your father.
We haven't seen each other in a long time, but Albert still doesn't really understand his father... I thought so.
"Magics War, a massive sorcery battle. I hear you're out there."
"Yes, you have successfully passed the qualifying round"
"Right. My teammates are like that Lucas-Forst to my classmates."
"They're both great magicians."
"I saw the relay, too, but you sure did"
Flashy.
Because my father, who has no interest in me, never dreamed of watching his game on purpose like this, etc.
In the first place, I didn't tell him directly that I was going to compete in the massive sorcery battle Magics War.
The same is true of Magics Chevalier, a sorcery swordsman competition.
Her mother was hyperbole that she should show that talent, and she fleshed out to Ariane at the Magics Chevalier, a sorcery swordsman competition, and praised her greatly when she defeated.
He said he was a truly talented son to approach those three aristocrats, Ariane-Olgren, that way. He spoke happily.
Yes, even his mother thinks he's no match for the three nobles. When Albert received the word, his chest was dominated by complicated feelings.
On the other hand, my father has not given me any particular words.
So what kind of change of heart is it?
"Since you got into college, the atmosphere has changed. Albert."
"Is it..."
"Ah. Definitely. You know that, don't you?
"It's..."
Still shoot through Albert's eyes. He had no reason to make excuses there, etc. Just be honest, I decided to talk.
"... I think it's because I've made a dear friend"
"Ho... you seem to have solidified the people around you in aristocracy? By the way, aren't you a nobleman?
"Yes, you're right."
Perhaps his father is less indifferent than Albert thinks. That idea was beginning to come to his mind.
"Ray-White. Have you lost to the ordinary man Ordinary in a duel and started to skip yourself?
It was a word that lay at its core. That time, it wasn't made public. But you probably used some means to get that information.
I mean, do you even want to preach to yourself for losing to Ray?
And unexpected words come to my ear when I'm ready to be questioned.
"... yes. I met Ray, defeated the duel, and I changed..."
"Right. It's..."
Leave it for a while and continue with the words further.
"That's a very good thing."
"... Huh?
Be flattered by unexpected words.
And his father tells him to look away somewhere.
"Originally for pedigree, I've had concerns for a long time. That is reflected in this massive sorcery battle, Magics War. I'm the one who promoted it."
"... Really?
"Ah. This tournament came true when the opinions of the three great nobles, as well as the upscale nobles and even the seven great sorcerers, were combined. What we should aim for is change, to change this old fashioned world of sorcerers"
"That's what..."
Facts to know for the first time. Besides, I was more than surprised that my own father was not a conservative person. My father thought the same thing because he didn't talk about his mother's education.
"Isn't your father bloodliness?
"... there will certainly be talent. That is obvious if you look at the three great nobles, the upstream nobles, and the other nobles. But that's not all magicians are. The constituent elements are diverse. But I was lost, too. Can I promote that idea in this world? In the meantime, I have a suggestion from the top. I decided to ride it."
"I see... such a background"
Then my father smashes his face just a little. That was an expression I had never seen before.
"I originally knew I was scratching my feet. Something I was worried about my talent. But you seem to have changed because you met him."
"Yes, thanks to Ray, we're moving forward"
"Right. Then it would be more refined. I expect to be a fine magician who can entrust this Arium family"
"Ha!"
Until now, I was just inert and thought I was going to take over this house. He said he had no choice because he was his eldest son.
But not now.
Once again, when Albert grew up as a magician and became a man without shame to the upper nobility... yes, he swore.