While Martial Arts was an essential aspect of power, it couldn’t best Magic in terms of efficiency.
This didn’t an Magic was easier. So magic spells and discoveries took years to study and perfect. Original Magic took one’s entire lifeti to complete.
However, Magic was all about bending the laws of the world as a whole— Martial Arts could never hope to achieve that. That was a reason why people just preferred dedication themselves to Magic.
Still, I didn’t disagree that Martial Arts needed a revival. It was extrely useful and even I wished to be very skilled at it since it covered so weaknesses of Magic.
‘Well, let’s see how it goes. I could educate this boy and mold him to be capable of achieving his dreams…’ A smirk appeared on my face.
Once again, I felt many eyes on . The boy nad Edward Karl Leon also stared at and frowned deeply the mont my smile registered in his eyes. Once again, I had to assu that my expression was a sign of disrespect to his ideal.
The introductions continued and no one else caught my interest. The only two I actually liked were most likely seeing in the opposite light. One way or the other, I would need to win them over.
‘They need more than I need them anyway…’
Not long after, it was my turn to speak.
The entire first row was empty on both left and right sides. There was a pathway used to walk at the center and the classroom was designed to have elevated seats on step-like platforms.
Since there were five seats in each section (right and left) per row, that made a total of ten. The rows numbered five, giving fifty seats in total.
Of the ten combined seats at the forefront, I was the only one who occupied any— my seat was to the right. The other students sat behind . I wasn’t sure if it was due to the phobia of occupying front seats, or their reverence of . Still, it was disappointing.
As I arose, everyone’s eyes were locked on . The unflinching gazes of the few dozen that wanted to hear what I would spout. The pressure was enough to unnerve anyone, but this much was nothing.
“My na is Jared Leonard Alphonse Sereth.”
I saw many people recoil from my words. Apparently, they all wondered why soone from such an Inept noble household would be studying magic.
Since most of the people in the hall were either Scholars or Martial Artists, they weren’t aware of my power yet. So had a gnawing suspicion and a few whispers concerning were passed around— but it still ca as a surprise that my family was one that hadn’t birthed a Magic-User in over two centuries.
“I’m 12 Years Old…”
With a confident grin, I spoke about the reason for enrolling in the Academy. Ainzlark was ho to a lot of my experiences in the past. I had achieved so many victories and losses… but one thing was certain— this was the first place where I was acknowledged for the brilliant mind I possessed.
“My goals are simple… it’s simply to learn more about Magic and grow as a Magic-User.”
Everyone looked surprised, no, underwheld by my response. As soone who had spoken out during the assembly and made such a commotion, one would expect that I had a more grandiose ambition.
However, only fools would take what I said lightly.
Learning more about Magic? Grow as a Magic-User? Wasn’t that what everyone ca to the Academy to do? However, the extent of said learning and growth was dependent on the person.
My true intention was to stock up as much as I could during my short stay here and access all the information available. That would prove to be my stepping stone to the ultimate goal of becoming unparalleled.
‘I will rise above a Grand Mage and beco the most powerful Magic-User to ever exist!’ Saying such a thing would be too conceited of at this level.
A smile ford on my face as I sat. While I did not have the confidence to say anything of the sort at the mont, a ti would co when my actions would speak louder than any word that could be uttered.
‘I’ll let them see it with their own two eyes… telling them now would be spoiling!’
Plus, blurting those kinds of words out would be cringe.
“Alright, that’s all— I think,” Neron said after a few seconds of silence.
I was the last to speak, so it was ti to move on to the next topic on the agenda.
“My na is Neron Kaelid, your Lecturer for this year. You may be wondering a lot of things, but be at ease. I didn’t ask for you to ntion your household or mana core grade since none of it matters here. You’re all known to be trash and I know this might cause a great deal of temptation to arise amongst you. Thoughts of superiority may begin to arise— that even among trash, you’re better. However, I will not tolerate anything of the sort.”
His long speech resonated well with . He certainly expressed the spirit of Ainzlark Academy that I rembered.
“You’re all new buds that need to be taken care of. I will not promise anything concerning achieving the reasons you have for enrolling here. Your growth shall be determined by your determination and efforts. However, I will say this…”
He let out a broad grin and stretched his hands as though expecting an embrace— no, it was of admonishnt.
“You have all made it to this Academy through pure rit! That much is true… and for that, I can only render one word to you. CONGRATULATIONS!”
My eyes caught many people tearing up as a result of his words. They were certainly moved— I was too. Neron was able to say the one word most had not had the privilege of hearing… and he ant it wholeheartedly.
The fact that everyone here scored enough to enter the greatest Academy in the Eastern Empire ant we were not trash!
“Now then, you should all buckle down like champs! The Lecture begins!”
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