The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

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All of a sudden I was treated like a brave man, and I was greatly puzzled, but I immediately reconsidered.

Even though this treatment was completely unexpected, isn't it a very worthwhile situation?

If you decide that I am a brave man, you may have a chance to sell yourself into the empire.

Infants but with adult-like intelligence… this would be quite topical (impact).

Maybe we should grow up as future magician candidates, or maybe there's no chance of such a drunken rich man (patron) showing up.

Assuming I'm from the military, I definitely won't leave you alone.

Besides, there's nothing so good to talk about, and if they expect to be heroes of saving the world sooner or later, everyone in the village might come up with money and send me to school.

This is by no means an optimistic future projection map or anything else, and I am confident that if I deliberately direct it, it can be accomplished lightly.

Because I just found out when I saw the village chiefs laying flat in front of their infants that the faith of the old men born and raised in the countryside was so intense.

But if you make a mistake, it can be a big deal.

Let's just say that if things hadn't worked out the way I thought they would, I'd be educated as a magician.

But what happens when the timing is bad and the clouds of war become suspicious?

The hurried empire should rush to slap its magical knowledge on me, a candidate for magician but also a candidate for bravery.

Still, if I can't master magic, it's not something I've figured out what to do for what I was expecting.

The worst pattern is if you have mastered magic halfway. If that happens, I will be put on the battlefield before the battlefield leans any further in the wrong direction.

They expect me to be a brave man. That must already be a pleasure to be sent to the battlefield.

In that case, the future awaiting me is a war of honor death option due to a special attack.

I'm sorry for that future. You just have to let a dog eat patriotism.

The future I aspire to - it's about living freely and leisurely without working.

It's my dream to live happily ever after, surrounded by my father, my mother, and my brother.

Being a magician is only one of a few means. I'm just considering it because it's by far the most realistic means, and I'm not always that particular.

Rather, if you want to be a bad magician and acquaint yourself with it, you can be used until you die as an imperial dog.

I know it will be important to operate if you are also a Magic Instructor, but if the Bureau of War becomes suspicious, the Empire will throw out any precious talent for preservation.... except royalty.

When I thought about it that way, my obsession with the sorcerer in me faded away lightly.

Ironically, the fact that it became a situation within reach of the sorcerer has cooled my passion for the sorcerer.

I can still live as a 'prodigy' for about six years, so you might want to look for a more solid path.

Nothing. You won't have to rush on a high-risk, high-return path.

Maybe we shouldn't move until we can at least take a little more look and determine that the people have full control of the lead in the war.

If I mobilize all my knowledge of living in modern Japan, I feel like I can come up with one or two ways to use others to fatten my personal belly.

Once you succeed in making money, you can start a new business based on that money. If you repeat that, one day you will have my home in the Empire because...... it should no longer be an absurd dream story.

... Nevertheless, it breaks my bones to explain to the village chiefs who are now delusional believers that I am not a brave man. I mean, I honestly don't think I can convince you.

Besides, if you don't completely crush the possibility that I am a brave man, my family should be guaranteed a good position (Hieralky) in this village.

What a healthy infantile thought I broke off looking at the dazzling top of the head of the Bashhar village mayor laying flat in front of me.

And you made the choice not to affirm or deny.

I made a sweet voice as I jumped into my brother's chest, who looked worried about this one right around the corner.

"Oh dear... I'm frightened..."

The effect is surface (patchy).

Your brother immediately hugged me and yelled at the village chiefs.

"What's so yummy! Don't frighten Sefi!!

"Ro, Logna... but..."

"Back off! Sefi's still a baby! Don't be ridiculous!!

"Ugh, um..."

After all, it seems more effective for such a highly presumptuous arrangement to show a deafening attitude that pushes you aside into emotional letting you listen, like your brother, rather than talking rationally.

Sometimes I pose as scared, and the village chiefs are going to back off for today.

Still, the fact that I look like a girl seems worth using in addition to my thoughts. Pfft.

Brother, I'm sorry I used you. Forgive me for letting you live well in the future.... but let's not let bad women fool us.

In the meantime, as I continued to decipher the Magic Book a little bit in my spare time, I first decided to explore a future other than that of a mage for the time being.

I decided...... is the goddess of destiny a whim or what......

Then I'm going to soon have an experience where I think the world is forcing me to be a 'brave man'.