The Prodigy Sefiria’s Overpowering Program

Two years today when I live in this world...

I was safe, I was able to celebrate my second birthday!

And today has been a day to remember, when my students were officially recognized as "magicians"!

All four of them have been dressed perfectly, thanks to the maids with the castle of Beolant for measuring, cloth matching and everything from about a week ago.

"They're all cute! She's cute!"

With about one exception (Princess), all three seem nervous about bees. Then there will be a ceremony featuring ourselves in the castle of Beorant, which His Majesty the Emperor of the Verision Empire will serve as the star. The three “former” civilians will have a stomachache.

Your brother wears a deep red (wine red), Mercia-kun calm dark blue (navy) tuxedo. Both are so splendid with gold decorations glowing everywhere that they don't get nasty.

Listaletto is a light yellow, reminiscent of an adorable petal, and Vicuña is dressed in a pitch-black dress that wraps around lusciousness. The two people with the thin makeup were really beautiful and I accidentally overlooked them.

"So, are you okay? Sefi, do you think I'm weird?

"Hey, let me do it. It's coolest!... If there was something weird, no one would ever tell Lord Scale."

"Does that mean there's something weird about that!?

If there's something obviously weird about it from anybody, it means these little kids are going to be magicians.

I'm naïve. I calmed my brother down, and then I sent them out for a look.

I was very worried about the three of them being nervous and irresistible walking, but Vicuña, with a glimpse of her eyes, laughed all the time, "Let it be," so I could safely drop them off.

With the follow-up of Her Royal Highness the Grand Duchess, it seems that the four episcopal ceremonies could be successfully concluded without anything.

Four of them gave the sorcerer… hence the Baron position (except for about one (Princess)), and then it's my turn.

I'm no longer used to going to the castle, I'd be grand. Everyone in line turns a favorable gaze on me when I show up during the sight. That's a big difference from a year ago.

"The sephilia of" Reverse Scale (Chartan), "you've spoken."

"Uhm."

His Majesty Verhazzard greeted me with a very calm smile as I proceeded on my knees through a rugged luxurious red carpet. Soldiers standing on the wall obsess over Russia in the delightful appearance of His Majesty, who usually does not break a strict rapprochement. I was a little surprised, too.

But the wizards watching over us at the edge of their sight had the same smile as His Majesty without upset.

To me stood loosely as the four students held back, His Majesty still opened his mouth in an upbeat mood.

"In response to the rest of my life, I raised four young students to be magicians for just over six months. My hands are very rare."

No, well, all the students are now able to use magic because those kids were excellent.

"It is also to the knowledge of many people that the end of the war was greatly accelerated by the dedicated work of such people"

Um, the war is over, thanks to Exlia and Nemesi, though.

"... and even so, it's not hard to imagine thinking," It's not my feat at all. ”

That, they're finding out!? Sire, since when can you read your mind!?

Potatoes and sighs were heard from all around me in my reaction to jumping up as much as I wanted.

Oh, my God, if you have something to say, say it! Here, students! Don't look at the teacher like that!

For some reason His Majesty was stroking his forehead to get a headache, but he quickly regained his mind and confronted me.

Those eyes are very serious, straight and...

"But these, no doubt, could not have been fulfilled without them. The rest, as the rulers of this empire, express their heartfelt gratitude and respect. It was daunting, Sephilia."

His Majesty, unable to bow his head in position, was nevertheless trying to put all his heart into the words.

The powerful golden eyes that usually correct the spine of the beholder are now full of the colour of mercy.

"Therefore, in recognition of the achievements to this day, Sephilia… you are awarded the title of 'Mage Master' and the rank of 'Duke', and consequently 'Direct Jurisdiction' and the 'Beorant Surname'. I'll take it."

"... Huh? Oh, yes!

Direct jurisdiction? What's direct jurisdiction? It's my first ear.

His Majesty opened his mouth as if to precede my question like that.

"Let's try to explain more later. Get ready for this afternoon's party and go back and rest - it's Sephilia Beorant."

Beorant surname……………………. I didn't really care until now, but I was born a civilian, so you don't have a last name (family name), do you?

Well... from now on, I'm going to call myself 'Sephilia Beorant'...

After a deep salute to His Majesty, who seemed pleased at any rate, I took all my students to look after them.

In the middle of it, Vicuña distorted her usual spare look in a grumpy way.

"... at all, deluded"

What a grunt, I was impressed with the grand sigh.