I was lonely.

Even before they started calling me Lucy the Crimson, and ever since they started calling me Lucy the Crimson.

Although I was born into the oldest lineage grand aristocrat in the Empire, my parents had died early.

The title is inherited by a distant older brother.

I was raised in an old, dim castle, and, at one point, I met one young woman.

She was a small brown-haired woman, named Lil 'Lula.

And she was a professor at the School of Magic.

He happened to be invited to the castle as a guest of his brother's.

Lil 'Lula looks at me at a glance. No, I convinced my brother that he should enroll me in magic school as soon as possible.

"He has an amazing talent."

Following those words, I enrolled in magic school at only eight years of age.

I think my childhood floated because everyone around me was a boy and a girl about twelve years old.

And then, no matter what I did, I was better than the rest of the students.

Written exams and magic tricks made me do better than the younger me overwhelmingly.

So my classmates kept me away and slapped me in the pussy of all sorts.

I wasn't familiar with my surroundings either, and I didn't think I needed to be involved with classmates inferior to myself.

My only ally was my master, Dr. Lilula.

Although Dr. Lilula was a civilian in his capacity, he was exceptionally capable among the professors at the School of Magic.

It was very easy to understand the magical talent as well as how to teach it.

The teacher was kind and always said in a troubled face, "You have to get along with the other kids," he said.

But as long as I had Dr. Lil 'Lula, the only thing that was my goal was to get the magic to the best of me under my teacher.

That was happiness for me.

But that happiness was abruptly lost.

I remained in school as a graduate student even after I graduated from magic school at the age of thirteen.

I chose the path to a magic school professor.

Dr. Lilula welcomed that as well.

But when I was fifteen, Dr. Lillula quit her professorship.

There is an agency on the southern border that will carry out an ancient magic investigation, and they say it will move there.

I wanted to keep up, and I wasted time.

But the gentle teacher didn't shake my head vertically either.

"Lucy stay here and continue her research. Because that's the best choice for you."

"But..."

"I'm sure you'll be fine by yourself"

There was no way I was okay on my own.

For me, Dr. Lilula was everything in the world.

"I need Dr. Lillula!

"I've taught Lucy enough already. I don't think Lucy can teach me anything anymore. Because Lucy is brilliant."

"But..."

"Besides me, I'm sure someone will show up who needs you and needs you"

That said, the teacher stroked my red hair gently, leaving.

I was in a lab where my teacher was gone, and one cried.

After all, for a teacher, I was not a necessary being.

I am alone.

It was six months after that that Dr. Lilula was captured and executed by the Empire as a traitor.

I didn't get it.

Why did the teacher have to be killed?

Dr. Lilula said he was an enemy spy.

He also visited the southern border to organize rebels against the Empire there.

When I heard that, it didn't pin on me.

I didn't understand why the teacher was trying to do that.

What I found out was that there was a world outside of magic school that I didn't know, and about the teacher, I didn't know one thing.

I even immersed myself in the study of magic.

Because if I hadn't, my heart would have broken.

Eventually I became a professor of magic school at a young age of only nineteen.

Praised as a centennial genius, he was also awarded two names and a medal by the Empire: "Lucy the Crimson".

But my heart remained unfulfilled.

Again, I want to see Dr. Lilula.

With an unfulfilled wish, I was to receive my first apprentice.

And I'm going to meet one boy.

That was my first apprentice - Solon, sixteen.