Mr. Leticia! Can you teach me how to practice magic?
The little rookie wizard looked up at Leticia the day after a mutant of the Goblin King was crushed in a thin fog forest.
A similar adventurer would be allowed to brag about it for the rest of his life.
Even though she did too much work as a royal magician, there was no color of joy in her eyes.
I want to be stronger.
I think so from the bottom of my heart.
Eyes like that.
Training menus and supplements.
"Intelligent and cool...!"with a bouncing voice.
He was a strange boy.
Eat the Big Eat Challenge menu in the cafeteria, or read all the obscure classical magic books nowadays nobody reads.
Character of being immersed in a straight line and pushing towards what you like.
For that reason, there is a dull sense of sight in the surrounding area, and it seems that the person is not aware of it even though it is now being noticed from all over the royal palace.
'Ladies and gentlemen, you really appreciate me so much.That's why I don't think I'll do my best. "
That's what she always said.
But there was another reason for that this time.
"I want to be the one who can compete with him on an equal footing, as I used to be."
Luke Waltstein.
She was seriously trying to chase down the back of the fastest promoted genius of all time.
I don't want to lose to him alone.It may be difficult, but if I give up, I feel like I'm losing something more important together. "
A hard-working man who always works hard.
She is loved by everyone in the squad, who has no front and treats everyone separately.
"Bronze bronze... you little rookie."
"Who's the kid?
Normally, if she is born this early, her colleagues will often hate her for her jealousy, but not at all.
She is always in the circle of people.
That figure is quite different from the one he's chasing.
Who was Luke Waltstein when he joined the Royal Magic Division?
Leticia remembers.
When he was a newcomer, he had achieved results like an emotionless machine and continued to be promoted faster than anyone else.
Machine optimized to maximize results.
That was the image everyone shared with Luke Waltstein at the time.
Keep away from wasteful interactions with your surroundings and continue to achieve outstanding results when you find work that leads to the world in silence.
The figure was the object of fear through jealousy.
He hardly takes any sleep, comes earlier than anyone, and goes home later than anyone else.
Whether it's a holiday or not, it doesn't change.
The situation did not change when the worried superior approached him.
I work on my own regardless of whether it's an off-duty day or not, and I just keep getting results.
"Cut it out.I can't hold your body. "
One afternoon.
He said to Leticia, who summoned him and scolded him, blindfolded.
"I don't care what happens to my body.There's something more important. "
Something more important than your body.
The words made Leticia feel disgusted.
I was wondering if you wanted to be born that far.
I understand that the Duke of Waltstein is in a position to demand results as the next Lord of the House.
Leticia, daughter of the aristocracy, understands that there will be complications for him, who is from a famous family.
But that's why I don't like people possessed by lust for honor until I'm paranoid.
"You can let them do whatever they want.I'm an adult now that I've broken my body.You can take responsibility for yourself.Besides, sometimes I don't know if it hurts. "
The laissez-faire captain was right, but I have a responsibility as an officer.
"You didn't eat anything, did you?"
While sighing, I pressed the bread I bought.
He shook his eyes in surprise.
"... thank you."
I said.
Is it because it is good to grow up?
It seems that there are some surprisingly honest places.
Then, as soon as Leticia turned away, she threw food at him.
It's like feeding a selfish cat that doesn't listen.
(I don't understand.Why do you want to go so far?)
It was on such a day that I picked up my notebook in the practice hall.
After checking that Waltstein's family name was embroidered and trying to deliver it to her, Leticia notices something unexpectedly spilled out of her.
Three pictures taken with a magic photographer.
There was a small girl there who didn't realize she was being photographed.
(Sister....?No, this feeling is probably....)
I'm sure he's been carrying it for years.
The picture that was damaged everywhere.
Somehow, I felt like I understood what he meant.