It was not until the age of eight that Morgan first took what he called an exam.
It was an entrance examination to the Nork College of Magic in Kornpur, the central city of the western Galilee.
When he was five years old, his father went out into the woods, and Morgan sneaked out of the house and followed him.
I don't really remember why I did that.
Isn't it funny that my little sister monopolized my mother?Or because I suddenly jumped out from behind and tried to surprise my father.
Either way, it was a trivial reason.
However, Morgan lost sight of his father's back that day as he walked around picking red and purple berries, without deeply worrying about his optimistic character, and he lost sight of his direction as he walked towards the berries.
Eventually, the sun went down, and in the dark woods, Morgaine was at a loss.
The parents who went out to the forest to seek out Morgen for help from the village crowd saw in the darkness a son who was crying while emitting a pale and strange light from his whole body.
The lord who ruled the village, though not very high in status, was an Englishman.
He said this as soon as he received the report.
"The child will be born with strong magic power."I was born to a star who became a magician. "
The lord summoned and ordered Morgan's father.
"When my son is eight years old, let him take the entrance exam of the Nork College of Magic."I'll pay for your trip. ”
If you don't pass the exam, you'll become a disciple of some magician and you'll have to work for yourself eventually, the lord said.
Morgan, who was eight years old, was a big city when he arrived for the first time. He was amazed by the number of people, looked out for the height of the building, and was struck by the delicious smell, but he still took the entrance exam of Nork Magic Academy with a lot of children.
I was taught how to read, write and calculate letters, but to be honest, most of the questions in the written test were chunky.
I felt like I could measure magic power and answer questions in an interview, but I still didn't think I would be chosen from among these many children.
After the exam, when I told my accompanying father so honestly, he stroked Morgaine's head with a big hand and laughed, “Oh, my God.”
I have to find a mage to join my apprenticeship by next spring.
When he nodded honestly to his father's words, Morgan no longer thought that he might be admitted to the Nork Academy of Magic.
So, when I received the notification of passing, I remember being so puzzled by the opposite of my ecstatic parents.
Morgan didn't know why he was chosen.
That's how Morgan came to the Nork Academy of Magic.
I used my magic power to make a sharp blade of wind and fly it to the stone.
It's a magic that I've practiced over and over again.
There's no reason I can't.
Morgen himself knew that best.
But the wind thrust out of the palm of his hand scattered the surface of the stone.
"One more time."
Ilmis' expression was getting steeper.
Morgan's back is sweating badly.
I was not good at examinations.
Since I was in first grade, I've never gotten a good grade, and I've never had a response.
I didn't think it was possible to get a good grade myself.
People who achieve good grades are determined.
First of all, being an aristocrat.
And among them, Wallis, Layla, and Wendy. Ein or Rosfilia.
Only children with something more special among the aristocrats can score well in the Magic Academy where these chosen children gather.
You can't put a name like that on yourself.
For Morgan, being able to enter this academy was a miracle in itself.
So, I gave up on grades from the beginning.If you don't get caught up in remedial classes, that's enough.
It must have been a lazy attitude that was not uplifting from the people who saw it.
The classmates underestimated Morgaine like that, and some of them did not hesitate to speak insultingly.
And that's how Morgan himself accepted being underestimated.
I can't help but be fooled by everyone.
Because I can't.
Since when has that consciousness changed?
Morgan clearly remembers that.
The night of the summer vacation.
The cold, inorganic voice heard from outside the room and the calm voice of the boy answering it.
Morgan was holding his breath listening to a conversation that seemed like another world.
I couldn't stop trembling all over my body.
Morgan fought desperately for fear of closing his eyes, closing his ears, and throwing everything out.
Though.
Morgan, it's time!
As soon as he heard the words, Morgan's trembling stopped.
A surprisingly strong wind blew itself from the stick that protruded.
The Northern Mercenary, who seemed to be the embodiment of fear, fell out of the window with a startled expression.
That day, Morgan learned the importance of being brave.
And you can't just stay like this.
And then the effort. I think I've come a long way for myself.
My first friend who had properly acknowledged himself was somehow carrying a terrible and heavy fate.
Still, he was worried about Wendy, who had a similarly heavy fate, without complaining or spilling a weak tone.
Don't worry about yourself.
What can I do? [M]
That's what Morgan always thought when he noticed.
What's in it for me for those two? [M]
"It's okay, I have you and me." We'll figure it out. "
Words that Almark hung for me at the Winter Mansion.
I want you to say that to Almark again, and I want to stand next to Almark, as he said, and Morgan has been trying hard not to look good since that day.
Whether it was herb picking at night or on Klang Island, Almark's power was overwhelming.
Sword skill. Courage. Tact.
Almark seemed to have every talent to fight for.
I wonder if I can help Almark.
Thanks to the fast switching personality, I didn't feel deeply troubled, but it was a small shadow that remained stuck in Morgan's heart.
Do I have Almark's trust?
To do that, I couldn't say that I didn't even have to fail the exam.
At the very least, we have to show Almark enough force not to pull his leg.
I noticed that it was a strange feeling.
It's not my usual self.But I don't know what to do.
The important graduation exams for advanced graduates have been strangely left idle.
A stone is floating in front of me.
Cut this out with the wind.
I've already failed twice.
Probably not next.
We can't afford to fail any more.
When I thought about it, I couldn't breathe well.
Still, Morgaine used his magic power.
I felt like I was kneading.
But I felt like I was kneading it earlier.
But I failed.
Maybe this isn't enough.
Confusion drives the mind.
I can't.
It was already too late when I thought so.
Focus is interrupted.
At that time, a student rolled on the floor with a loud sound.
"Nelson."
Irmis frowned and looked at you.
"I'm testing." Don't do anything superfluous. "
"Excuse me."
Nelson wakes up with a red face.
While I was playing with the stone I had cut, I was on the stone and it seemed like I had lost my balance and fell.
Are you hurt?
Ilmis walks up to Nelson.
Yes.
Nelson replied shyly.
"Silly," Norish says in a small voice.
For a moment, the relaxed air flowed.
Someone slapped Morgan on the shoulder, unexpectedly breathing.
Looking back, Almark was smiling.
Morgan
Almark whispers. His eyes narrowed mischievously.
"Cut that stone right away."
Almark said.
"Let's eat sweets together."
Almark's eyes stare at himself.
Morgan's breath was stuck in the unshakeable trust reflected there.
It's okay.
Your shoulders are relaxed.
Yeah, I'm fine.
Morgan smiled back at Almark.
"Yeah, let's do that."
And there was a banging sound, and the stone broke in two.
All right.
Ilmis nodded.
Oh, thank goodness.
Morgen raised himself to the ceiling and exhaled.
Looking at it, Almark and Nelson look at each other and smile.
The test continues.