Tensei Shoujo no Rirekisho

The Sargranga continent is bisected by a forest of demons stretching north and south made possible by an invasion by the former Dark Witch King. Castar, the magical power we live in, is a vast country that occupies the eastern half of the Sargranga continent. A great country where great wizards rule the country.

There is little interaction with the western side of the continent, with some exchange of traded goods in the port of Ghennassis territory, the only southernmost part of the State of Kastal.

Because all land routes are blocked by demonic forests and cannot go to neighbouring countries, and the north side of the continent is surrounded by rugged mountains inhabited by northern peoples. Only the territory of Ghennassis can trade with its neighbours across the calm southern sea.

Because of this, the territory of Ghennasis is quite rich.

I've been rude since I was little.

I was born in the Magic Jazz family named Valimilia, the northernmost part of the State of Castar, in Perimian territory.

There is no such abundance as Gwennasis territory in Perimian territory. Had it not been for the tremendous mountains that soared to the north, that vast sea would have belonged to Perrimian territory.

Besides, I hear there are northern peoples in the depths of the mountains who can't use magic. They have never directly attacked Permirian territory, but if they want the sea or resources to advance through the mountains, they won't be able to return from the mountains attacked by the northern peoples.

It's dirty on the part of a people who can't use magic. With that in mind, old stories about northern peoples were horrible as children.

Every time I see a student named Lew, I remember when I was a little kid who shook up when I heard about the Northern peoples. Originally, yes, I had a terrible bad feeling when I heard that that cursed Ruby Forn adoptive daughter was coming to school.

And that day, from around the time I committed a lapse in a law flushing event and probably had my life saved, I was truly horrified by a student saying Lew. Just like the northern peoples, you can't use magic, but I feel like you have something more than that... More importantly, Liu is from that ruby-forn......

And in fact, Liu had something I didn't. Liu called it a match, a box to light the fire.

Seeing the fire lit by that box, I blew up all my feelings of fear for Liu and all my unpleasant hunches.

And her face, my sister, floats.

Gloria.

My sister, a spiritual user who, like me, can only use about the magic of flame attributes properly.

My father was initially pleased that we both went on to have a child with magical qualities, but when we both found out that we could only use about the magic of the fire attribute properly, we were visibly dismayed.

That was very offensive. Can I use fire magic? Even though fire magic is better than magic of any attribute!

Indeed, what is generally required of spiritual users… is to grow crops by magic. Originally, in the cold Perimian territory, it is difficult to grow crops without magical powers. It is said that it is the spiritual use that can exercise plant magic.

It sounds stupid, like plant magic. Why should our wizards, who are deliberately chosen, grow crops for their magically unusable subordinates? If you can't do that, make people laugh at you for nothing.

But my sister, who was born with the honorable power of fire magic just like me, didn't seem to think the same way I did.

My sister, Gloria, who was foolish and gentle, was willing to give that mercy to her people as well. My sister laughs for her people.

If she needed botanical magic to produce her crop, she kept staring at the spell, day and night, for botanical magic mastery. Incompatible spells make me sick just to watch. Watching a spell that you can't read if you're manageable makes your mind and body unstable, and sometimes nausea.

My sister never gave up, even though I said I had finally given up on remembering spells other than fire magic. And finally, the diligent Gloria was able to cast her vegetative magic.

My sister, and all the people of the realm, were pleased, but the joy did not last.

It seems that the exercise of magic that is incompatible puts a strain on the body.

My sister, who was able to use plant magic, became active and broke her body, just like any other spiritual user.

Still, trying to use magic, botanical magic, she got worse and worse and weakened until finally she couldn't get out of bed.

"Gloria, you don't have to be so pushy. Stop using plant magic now! Fire magic is excellent. That's why I'm here. Whatever you say, it's a matter of protection. It's also comforting when demons strike. Yeah, well, it's treasured somehow when you stick a bond. That's why you don't have to do that and try to use plant magic. Fire magic alone is better and better than the people."

When I preached so forcefully, my sister smiled as she blue-whited her face on the bed.

Maybe my sister has a lie I told her. Being a fire wizard, I wasn't needed at all. Ever since I graduated from school, I had changed my last name to 'Mikasa' and although I had gained a magical lord, I just spent every day in the territory for no reason.

Fire magic is a great force. But yes, I don't really want to admit it, but there's something about fire magic that's inconvenient. When using fire magic, there are sparks. That was more inconvenient than anything else. In case the fire goes out, it won't do any good.

Besides, me and my sister can barely use any magic other than fire magic, but not others. Even if water magic can be used, fire magic can also be used. It's rarer to say that we specialize in one magic, like our brothers and sisters.

But how can a plant magic-specific wizard be poorly handled by a fire magic-specific wizard with such great power when he says he is rather welcome? I can't solve it.

It's with the Rotten Spirit. They can only use about basic rotting spirit magic.

But unlike beautiful fire magic, rotting spirit magic is dirty such as the magic that manipulates and rots what can die. I think so, I think so... but it didn't seem like any other HR. Someday I was told that fire magic is useless magic that leaves nothing but to be attributed to ashes, and I wondered if they would treat me the same way...

You're such a great force. With the power of fire magic, you have no fear of any demons.

Besides, we'll be able to cope in case the northern peoples attack us. Instead, you can call me from here. All you have to do is destroy it with my power, such as a magically inexhaustible creepy northern nation. And all the trees of the mountains shall be burnt down, and they shall be my land. Well, in order to do that, it would be difficult without dozens of users of fire magic like me...... but that way you get as vast a ocean as Gwennasis territory.

How can such an easy thing not come up with the others! Such a wonderful force...... I must be frightened by the fear of why I might be treated unfairly like a rotten Death Spirit user. Why doesn't anyone need me...

Fire magic doesn't help? Without a spark, just a person? I want to say what's stupid. Fire magic is fantastic! What's the most certain thing about exorcising demons! Fire! Yes, fire magic is great. We need protection! It's not useless! What you can rely on when you say you have trouble is fire magic!

With such anger, I finally received the proclamation that I was prepared to come one day as I spent until my health recovered with my sister, who was so debilitated that she stopped using plant magic, or could no longer use it.

With my broken sister, I was to be returned to the kingdom, to the king's capital. To lower the tax rate in the Territory.

All you have to do is destroy such a territory, attacked by the peoples of the North. If I had, I could have protected you. For they have cast me out, they will surely be destroyed by the peoples of the North. That's where you first notice. to the presence of a great wizard named me.

One day I spent all that paranoia about Wang Du, I told my sister, who had been curing for a while and much of her health had recovered, about a marriage.

A request to the Count's family in a territory to marry him… that is, a request from a country to enter into a political marriage.

With good offices from the state, my sister accepted it. My daughter-in-law is... worst of all, you know, cursed...

I tried to protest but my sister stopped me.

"Brother! Please don't. It's okay, I, I want to marry you. Besides, I met them once, but they weren't horrible people like the rumors. If you're with him, I'm sure he's fine."

"What are you talking about, Gloria! You're forcing me to do this! Unfair! The Fire Wizard is a great race. There's no way you can be treated unfairly like this. There's no way this fire wizard, who has the most powerful power of all, of a wizard who slips through this country can forgive such a land as to have her daughter-in-law thrown away!

"Fire magic may have great powers. But they don't need me now...... I want to be! That guy, he said he needed me, that's what he said!

"Hum! Well, you're a subordinate who can't use magic, so it's natural that you need us wizards! Don't let the sweet words fool you! That's how you get laid, and you use plant magic to break your body, like before!

When I said that to my sister, she wept. I used to cry when I was little, but I tried for the first time where she cried after ten. My sister never cried when she was desperate to remember botanical magic or when she was using botanical magic while breaking her body.

"I can't believe your brother... I hate him! I feel nauseous about that electorate idea! I do what I want!

That was our brothers and sisters' last conversation. After that, without a word of silence, his sister married him to the cursed territory of Ruby Forn.

What a stupid sister.

Yeah, anyway, you must come back with a cry.

What's with the electorate? I feel nauseous. Excellent people are treated specially, isn't that natural?

Rather, it's still not enough. Yes, it is wrong that a brilliant wizard like me is being sent back to the king's capital and spending time without anyone needing him. Yes, the thought of the guys around them is strange.

If we don't get it right...... he says the Fire Wizard is excellent. I have to make him understand.

Then I started working as a school teacher. I hate kids.

But here, I can still tell the young wizards how wonderful the fire magic is.

And one day, if I let everyone know for sure that fire magic is great, my sister will be back.

To that tender, sickly sister, I don't think life will continue in the cursed territory.

If it is to bring the glory that is naturally supposed to be to fire magic, nothing will be spared.

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Right now, in front of me, there's a student named Liu who smiles like a demon. On my right hand side, a crate named Match. I squeeze it. As long as this...

I saw hope in the fire wizard. Ironically, that hope is odd because she's the little girl in the cursed territory of Ruby Forn.

Lyo-Rubyforn...... Gloria's adopted son. Maybe it's Gloria's guide...... Since then, I've decided to drink this little girl's demands, thinking about my sister, who doesn't even listen to her mouth or exchange letters.

All to make sure that we, our brothers and sisters, are what we need.

I got a crate that lights the fire and I lit one quick after Lew was gone.

Really, it caught fire easily. The time it takes to light a fire with a firestone is the difference between cloud mud and mud. Goosebumps appeared.

And I saw that fire and somehow remembered a very long time ago.

When I was a little girl, I wanted to see my father, who was busy running around the realm, and I flew out of the house with my sister to look for him.

But my father, who goes around all sorts of places, could not have met a child without thought, and he became a proven lost in the mountains. Exhausted, our brothers and sisters hid themselves in such a void that the wind of the great tree on their side swept up.

But when it stays cold, it strikes a firestone to keep warm. The sun has already fallen, the air outside is cold, and my hands are scratching. No matter how many times I crawl through a firestone, the dead grass below won't catch fire.

Make the little fire that I did somehow big and bright with my magic. Fire is strange. It's just there, it brightens up the dark, cold, mindful space until just now, and calms my mind.

At that time, I had a sister.

"Brother, wow! Bright, warm and secure. It's not the dark place I was just in. Looks like I came somewhere else! Your brother's magic must be amazing magic to reassure everyone!

At that time, the smile of those sisters is still burning clearly in the back of my brain.

Now that I think about it, maybe my thirst was the beginning.

Yes, I was, I just, wow, smiled, and I wanted you to say that... I wanted someone to tell me I needed it.