Unnamed Most Powerful Mage (WEB Version)

The history of the Marquis Irsuca family is shallow in the kingdom of Arne, nearly 500 years after its founding.

In the days of my great-grandfather, I was taken to the Marquis by a knight in one place for risking his life to protect the king from the great raids of demons.

However, there was also rebellion and jealousy from the nobles around him, and he couldn't be in the center.

And the Marquis Irsuca family was given land on the border for the reason that they said they had defended His Majesty the King of the kingdom of Arne at the time.

It was a vast land facing a place called the Forest of the Righteous.

I was taught at the time that my great-grandfather and the Knights of the Kingdom stood up and opened up the desolate land after the demonic raids that took place regularly, built walls, recruited people, gathered many migrants and enriched their territories.

"I don't want to anymore! Why isn't your father here to see you?

Every day, every day, I was disgusted by the fact that I was only allowed to study.

How can we not play like the children of other towns?

I was always flattered to see kids my age playing with me when I looked outside.

"Master Emerada, in the future, Master Emerada will also attend the Mage Training School, so we need to help her study properly..." No! I know I don't have magic talent, but I don't want to go to magician training school "..."

I've been blocking my tutor's words from saying what I thought I would do before.

A child born as a nobleman can examine the amount of magic at an early age.

And my amount of magic was something that wasn't even far enough to reach a junior magician.

Everyone in my family but me says they have an intermediate magician-level amount of magic......

I was the only one who didn't have the power or the gift of magic.

So I didn't like going to magician training school as much as I felt miserable.

But... in the end, I enrolled in a magician training school just because I said noble.

But it wasn't just the amount of magic, more importantly, I realized.

Nobody, nobody had white hair and red eyes like me.

And I also know that people hate people who are different from me.

They say.

When my white hair is like an old woman, red eyes are like demonic vampires.

And it was repeated and abused day after day.

Harassment from the nobles until excessive. Sometimes that means I was the Marquis d 'Irsuca.

Sometimes demons have stopped invading from the forest of the righteous for several years now, and the Marquis of Ilsuka has given us a richer life than any other territory.

The nobles involved in the centralisation did not seem to like how well the Marquis d 'Irsuca was run, and were repeatedly rambled.

Your father once told me that their land was dilapidated and that the villagers seemed unable to live and were fleeing, and that tax revenues were falling.

They're putting high taxes on the people to do something about the lower tax revenues.

I thought it was a vicious circle when I heard that story.

And I still didn't have the power to exercise magic.

I couldn't activate magic in my magic practice.

Nobles can use magic and it is natural...... that is the common sense of the kingdom of Arne.

I couldn't do that. I was called a loser nobleman.

So I studied only knowledge.

But no matter how much I studied, I couldn't use magic.

And because she was caged in the library, she was called an old gray-haired woman because of the color of her white hair and red eyes.

I graduated from magician training school and was plugged into marriage at the right age but I didn't expect it.

How disgusting of me to be red-eyed with white hair like an old woman for failing to be a nobleman who can't use magic. There was no man to marry me like that.

That's why I asked your father to enlist me in the Knights within the Marquis of Illusuka. Because I wish I could do something for the people at all.

From then on, I desperately acquire repeated ways of handling weapons and moving my body so that I can't beat men.

To your father and mother. Your sister seemed very worried about me, but there is no home for a faulty nobleman like me to marry.

So if your father cares about your sister, that's fine.

So I want you to leave me alone.

The sound of a concon and a knock on the door brings me back to reality, remembering old times.

"Master Emerada, there was a suspicious behavior in town, so we've been informed by the North Stuff that he's been held captive."

I get up from my chair wearing a full-face helmet.

"Okay. I'll be right there, get the horses ready."

I tell him.

Then immediately the sound of running down the hallway and leaving comes into my ear.

"Ha..."

As I sigh, I change the cover of the romantic novel I was reading earlier and put it in my bag.

Will someone like this look of mine one day?

If you were there, like this romantic novel...... yeah, I know that's desirable.

But still, for once, I'd like you to say it from your lord.