That Ordinary Mister is a War God

The Empire's proud Yagami Fai Claude is a man born and raised in a noble house.

It's actually such a rare story.

If you are born into a house to a nobleman, you can use the money and power of the house, Conne, to find your talents, and you can stretch them.

However, it is quite unlikely that a child endowed with enough talent to become Yagami Fai will be born in a noble house.

Moreover, Claude was very valuable because he was proud to have been born a nobleman.

Not only in the sense of probability, but also because of the existence of an imperial nobility.

Some of them were unhappy that those who were not aristocrats were also called the greatest power of the empire.

Claude himself listens with great bitterness to the claims of such people.

They still talk to him about the qualities of Yagami Fai.

To them Claude is the perception that we are on our own side.

... to be extremely annoying to Claude.

He now had a meeting with three young aristocrats and had been heard dissatisfied.

(Yagami Fai is the trump card of the Empire. It is foolish to decide by birth, etc. I know loyalty is important)

It was primarily Wilhemina's fault that we could not fully deny their thoughts.

She is not from the Empire, nor does she swear allegiance to the Empire.

There are reasons why she could have become Yagami Fai, besides Bal's election, her own overwhelming strength.

"Can you handle an elf like Wilhemina"

"The Eight Divine Faiths of the Empire will have more worthy talent"

The young aristocrats are serious, so we can only give it up as Claude.

The trouble is, they were not incompetent beyond their origins, but young people who were being asked to have a future.

It would be a worrying development that even such an arrangement is beginning to be stained with the "noble supremacy" that weighs its origins.

(Elite development agency wanted from His Majesty, maybe we should really hurry to create one)

And Claude thinks.

So engrave the foolishness of aristocratic supremacy into your soul.

But now I still can't, so I just had to deny it in words.

"It doesn't work that way. Only Bartolomeus can beat Wilhemina one-on-one. It's a pitiful story, but I don't have a winner."

Claude reveals his lack of power in grandeur.

It was no shame to admit that there were stronger beings for him than he was.

But they weren't more so when they asked me, and I'm staring at him with a missing face between them.

"No way..."

"Mostly, even Bartolomeus..."

They said something with a broken tooth and a small voice.

Perhaps even Bal is a civilian.

It didn't sound loud because I know that the God of War of Light is said to be the strongest of the Yagami Fai and the strongest on earth, and has gained tremendous trust from the contemporary emperor.

(Does being a Bartolomeus opponent make my tooth cut worse? If so, is it too early to abandon it?)

The true fool even Bal is fine and insulting.

Claude, who knew such a raw man, just admires that "an idiot who has no medicine to put on is real in the world".

"Yagami Fai rarely went out, and not many knew his power. I thought that would be fine."

He inadvertently says that and puzzles the nobles.

"But it seemed like a mistake. You should understand Yagami Fai correctly. The people who are going to run the state."

"... Are you kidding me?

Claude's far-fetched way of speaking also took a moment to understand, so the young nobles in front of him are never foolish.

"That's right. You guys are not stupid, you just don't know. Then I decide that I should tell you. Let's play it to Your Majesty, too. Think, the Empire is proud of its greatest power."

"... ok"

They immediately perceived that they had no right of veto, and on the other hand there were feelings similar to joy.

There are only a few who know the strength of Yagami Fai except the Emperor, the Chancellor, the Secretary of Magic, and the General.

It's like state secrets, to say the least.

Being able to know that is considered a kind of privilege.

Of course, they weren't stupid enough to simply assume they were treated special.

"When and what kind of member will you be?

"It depends on His Majesty's will. Wait quietly."

Claude told extraordinarily, "If Your Majesty disagrees, it won't happen," and the young nobles understand correctly.

(Absolutely, smart fools are tricky things)

He sighed inside.