I was reborn in this world to a seven-year-old girl named Luna-Diread.
Luna originally seemed to be an aristocratic child, but her parents' death in an accident had caused the house to collapse and had driven her to an orphanage in a small town.
I didn't remember until I was six. But because of that, I didn't have to feel the sadness of losing my parents in this world.
Life in the orphanage was fun. All the other orphans got along with me. Everyone, my brothers and sisters, I love them. Then Sister was so nice to me. I also love Sister.
The orphanage was full of donated books. I read more and more of the book. Difficult books like you can't read at the age of seven are also understandable thanks to the skills the goddess gave me.
When I turned eight, I read through the books in the orphanage. Still wanting to read the book for me, Sister negotiated with the mayor, and I was supposed to be able to read the book in a library in town.
I was so happy to spend time surrounded by hundreds of books. Besides, you can read any book.
In the original world I was desperately studying to keep up with school classes, so I couldn't afford to see or read books that seemed irrelevant to class, such as drawings.
Of course, I've never even read comics. Because at any rate a few times more people couldn't remember words, formulas, etc. without loading textbooks. I did my best just to study to keep up with the class.
But now that I'm reborn, I have the skill of absolute memory. If you read a book, you can make it your knowledge as much as you read it. Every day I went to the library and kept reading books.
My skills can be understood and remembered if I put them in my eyes even for a moment. So I could turn and remember all kinds of books in pieces, and also go back to the orphanage to take care of my little one, while enjoying the contents of the book I remembered in a corner of my head.
And in just six months, I read all the books in the town's library. Still, my desire to 'know something new' didn't stop.
That's the time. It is no exaggeration to say that we have amassed knowledge of this world when we heard that there is a place.
─ ─ The location is the Ifrus School of Magic.
It was a school in Glendale, this country, that trains wizards. They have more than hundreds of thousands of books there, plus the highest research in the world.
I wanted to get in there at all costs.
But I'm an orphan.
Without money, there are no guardians needed when the average person enters the School of Magic.
Still, I wanted to get into the school of magic.
After all the research, I found that the Ifrus School of Magic has something called a scholarship system. It is a system of accepting people with excellent knowledge and handling of magic, with no enrollment fees or tuition fees, plus no need for guardians.
I've decided to bet on it. Fortunately, we already have knowledge of magic. Because many used magic books were donated to orphanages.
When it came to the Magic Book, it was more fulfilling than the town's library.
There's no way the orphans could read a magic book written in ancient letters, but it was only a recognition that it was a very interesting book for me to have language comprehension skills.
Now that I think about it, I think it's a book of national treasure classes. Maybe something that no one could read and sometime spilled was donated to an orphanage around.
That's why knowledge of magic doesn't seem to be a problem. Because I had acquired knowledge of all sorts of magic, East and West now.
The problem concerns the treatment of magic.
My status at the time was...
Status
Name: Luna-Dired
Race: Human
Protect: Divine Protection of the Other World
Occupation: Artist with (Level 50)
Skills: Absolute memory, language understanding
Here's what happened. I had never defeated a demon, but I was at level 50. And when I say level 50, they fall into a strong category in this world.
It seems that God in this world sometimes brings people from the world I was in, but those who have been transferred to it are suddenly at level 150?
Meanwhile, I was modest in correcting my status because the original goddess of the world sent me out here.
Nevertheless, with a level 50 status and the magic knowledge gained from the Magic Book, all you need to do later is increase your ability to use magic.
My occupation was as an enchanter. Attack magic is scary and not much to use, but I didn't think it seemed scary if it was magic to support someone.
From the day I learned about the Ifrus School of Magic, I began my magic training as an enchanter. Absolute memory and language comprehension skills that I thought were not suitable for combat helped me.
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In a few months, I have learned all the magic that an accompanying magician can use.
And I also defeated the demon.
I was so scared when I knocked him out.
It took me as long as I could do auxiliary magic, shooting down even the lowest attack magic from a distance toward the demons.
Likewise after that, I defeated a lot of demons a lot lower than myself. They say demons in the same level zone are more likely to rise to the level, but I was too scared to do that.
Safety comes first!
Sister and the adults around her couldn't get me to go along with my special training because they were low level from me.
So I kept fighting alone.
When I was ten, I was at level 52. I was the only one, and I got two levels.
Me, great!
I want to compliment myself.
And finally, it's the day to take the entrance exam for the Ifrus School of Magic.
It's okay, I can do it.
Because I've been working hard for today.
I was dropped off by Sister and her brothers and sisters in the orphanage and headed to the city where the exam venue would be set up.