Viscount Nostra paced around the room, smiling.
“Hehe, bet… … great.”
From his perspective, it was like a piece of rice cake that rolled in.
– Let’s separate the circles and stick together.
Rather than confronting him as a 7th Circle wizard, he is confronting him on the same level as Mikhail himself.
At first glance, it may seem like a story unfavorable to the Viscount, but it is not at all.
If Mikhail had truly known the gap between the circles, he would never have proposed this bet.
‘It’s a beginner’s limit.’
Even if he is of Walpurgis blood, Mikhail is still just a child who does not know anything about the world.
He must have been caught up in the childish thought that it might be different if it were him.
“A great family must have a teacher worthy of it.”
Viscount Nostra turned his back and looked at the scenery outside the window.
The family of the Marquis Walpurgis.
The best magic family in the empire, and the group with the largest number of magicians along with the ‘Forest of Wise Men’.
He had wanted to reach the top of this family for a very long time.
It is impossible to become the head of the family, but to be in a position that the head of the family cannot do anything about.
And now the opportunity to reach that goal has come.
“Yes, this is an opportunity.”
A chance to give yourself a new future.
An opportunity to be recorded in the history of not just a magician, but a magic family called ‘Walpurgis’.
For that to happen, I had to secure the position of Mikhail’s teacher this time.
He was sure.
That Mikhail would receive his teachings… … .
– I don’t want to learn magic from my father.
The Marquis Walpurgis was certainly a great wizard, but his teaching talent could not be called good even with empty words.
In such a situation, Mikhail reached the 3rd circle with his own advice.
Even if it was an unreasonable compilation, it was natural that Mikhail would long for his teachings… … .
“Hehe, good. good.”
The dream I had dreamed of my whole life is just around the corner.
In his mind, he had already become Mikhail’s teacher and stood at the center of Walpurgis.
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Laughter continued to erupt from Viscount Nostra’s room for a while.
* * *
Before returning,
The memories of when the family collapsed are still vivid.
At that time, the family was completely ruined due to the corruption of Viscount Nostra, who was in power.
Our family was no longer the magic family that the empire was proud of.
The bouncer was barely holding on to his lifeline, with only his skin remaining.
And in such a precarious situation where I was just breathing… … .
– Trample Walpurgis.
The demon god’s followers appeared.
Those who remained in the family did their best to protect it at all costs.
However, his father, the best wizard in the family, had been ill for a long time, and many high-ranking wizards had left the family.
There is no way it can be stopped.
Ironically, at that moment, our last hope was Viscount Nostra.
The only 8th circle mage in the family.
He appeared.
And that time when everyone held their breath.
I too watched him with some hope.
What kind of magic will it show? How should we discipline those wanton demon god followers?
And after a while,
Nostra’s mouth opened.
– I surrender.
… … okay.
Those foolish expectations were shattered in an instant.
And the family was devastated.
And I decided.
I don’t know anything else, but I will definitely stop this bastard.
“Do, master!”
The next day, the butler urgently came into the room.
The butler must have been in quite a hurry, as he hung on the threshold and gasped for a long time.
“D-I heard it, what is it?! “You decided to duel with Viscount Nostra?!”
“Oh, I did.”
Did that person just move?
It probably means don’t say anything else.
Well, that was my intention.
“Ah, no, a duel! A bet with the viscount, not anyone else… … . What is this… … ?!”
“Deacon, don’t be so nervous.”
——————
faqwiki.us
Join our Discord for new chapter updates!
https://discord.com/invite/xr7SxG5T6V
——————
“You don’t look particularly nervous?!”
The butler trembled and shouted.
“I heard you agreed to receive lessons if you lose the duel! “Receiving instruction ultimately means empowering him!”
“Well, I guess so.”
What if I lose the bet?
The butler looked at me with a puzzled expression at my words.
“What on earth are you thinking…? … ! Viscount Nostra is a cunning man. “You are not worthy of being treated as a teacher!”
“I know, it’s not enough.”
I wonder if I don’t know that.
I knew better than anyone else that Viscount Nostra did not deserve it in the slightest.
The image of shamelessly surrendering to the devil’s followers in front of everyone still hasn’t gone away.
“No, why on earth would someone who knows that… … .”
“If you don’t do this, there’s no way the viscount will take the bait.”
“… … yes?”
“Why is Viscount Nostra able to remain in our family after behaving so recklessly? “Do you know why?”
“that… … “It’s because I have been friends with the Marquis since I was young.”
“Yes, that’s right.”
Nostra had been a colleague and close friend of her father since childhood, having gone through difficult times together with his father.
Of course, there was ample reason for Viscount Nostra to be of great importance to our family.
Before he was my father’s close friend, he was a wizard of the 7th Circle.
Yeah, that’s good up to that point.
The problem is that Viscount Nostra is not satisfied with that.
“Viscount Nostra has been secretly, little by little, increasing his say within our family, right? “Recently, he even seemed to be trying to get his hands on me.”
“Of course.”
“So you’re saying you’re going to deal with it.”
Viscount Nostra has many uses.
I’ve made a plan for that as well.
“Father won’t kick him out first. “Even though he looks like that, he is secretly a very affectionate person.”
“I guess so.”
“So I’m going to do it. “The idea is to use the bet as an excuse to stop people from doing stupid things.”
The wizard’s bet is absolute.
The results had to be accepted humbly, and the price had to be paid clearly.
Magic is ultimately completed through language.
A bet is a promise made by tying the language together, and if you break it, you will literally be shunned by magic.
“Uh, um. young master. great.”
The butler who heard me nodded his head.
“That’s certainly a good thing to say, but isn’t that only possible under the assumption that you can ultimately defeat Viscount Nostra?”
“yes.”
“… … “Can you win?”
“So you put a condition on it.”
I shrugged my shoulders while listening to the butler’s words.
“The Viscount only uses magic from the same circle as me.”
“… … .”
The butler looked at me like I was some kind of idiot.
“So, it’s worth it since a 7th circle wizard only uses the 4th circle? “Are you seriously saying that?”
“Oh, I mean it.”
“… … .”
The butler quietly took something out of his pocket.
“What is that again?”
“Well, anyway. It’s a resignation letter. Just by looking at it, I feel like my stomach will be upset if I listen to it any more, so I’m going to leave like this.”
“<Fire>.”
Grumble!
With those words, only the resignation letter that the deacon was holding was completely burned.
“Oh, please!”
“Butler, trust me.”
“No, common sense tells us that there is no way that a young master who has just reached the 4th circle can defeat Viscount Nostra, who is in the 7th circle!”
“Hey, I know. “Is it the 7th circle?”
“No.”
The butler slowly turned his head.
Well, no.
“Well, anyway, don’t worry. “I wouldn’t have made such an offer in the first place if there was no chance of winning.”
“I don’t know where you got the odds of winning.”
“To put it in an easy-to-understand way… … .”
I continued speaking to the butler.
“Viscount’s 7th circle is wild.”
“… … .”
The deacon’s crazy expression became even more intense.
“No, it’s a shame, and I think I’m now a master X.”
“Deacon, nice words.”
But no matter what I said, the butler seemed ready to shed tears again.
I sighed softly and spoke to the butler.
“Generally, in order to reach the High Circle, you have to master the magic of the Low Circle, right?”
“Yes, because that’s natural.”
“But Viscount Nostra didn’t go through the normal process. “You might think you went through it, but it’s completely different from the ‘real’ thing.”
“Uh, um… … . So, does that mean that Viscount Nostra is not actually a proper 7th Circle wizard?”
“yes.”
“No, is that possible?”
“It’s possible.”
I smiled and continued.
“However, if you increase your circle with wild vegetables, the cost of doing so is very high. “The Viscount probably cannot be considered a normal 7th Circle wizard right now.”
You can imitate.
I guess I can still use 7th circle magic. It would be possible as long as it was for ‘showing purposes’.
But what happens when this goes into practice?
It is not just for ornamental purposes, but in a situation where magic formulas and calculations are exchanged literally in seconds.
What if the other person’s understanding of magic far exceeds your own?
“I assure you, Viscount Nostra can’t beat me.”
I smiled with confidence.
* * *
“… … what?”
“It’s just as you heard.”
I faced my father and said exactly what I had prepared.
“We will have a magic showdown with Viscount Nostra. And she is here because she wants to ask her father to be the observer.”
“… … .”
My father was silent for a moment.
He immediately glared at me and let out a deep sigh.
“… … Barely a day has passed since you said you would handle the affairs of the Lindell family.”
“Yes, I know.”
“But what kind of bullshit is this, son? “Do you really need to break one of your legs to come to your senses?”
With those words, I grabbed the wooden club my father had left under the table.
“It’s no joke, Dad.”
“Well then, whatever.”
My father snorted and said, as if he didn’t find it funny.
“Okay, I understand. If you lose the bet, Nostra becomes your teacher? And if you win, you become Nostra’s teacher?”
“That’s right.”
“Was it so unreliable that I taught magic? Why on earth would you do this… … .”
My father may have thought this for a moment.
I may be trying to serve Viscount Nostra as a teacher under the pretext of a bet.
“Just in case, I don’t plan on losing.”
“… … what?”
“Where is the bet you were going to lose in the first place? Of course we have to win. If I win, I plan to make Viscount Nostra my disciple.”
My father looked at me like I was a crazy dog walking down the street.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m carrying a stick. It is said that a stick is medicine for a mad dog… … .”
“I am sane, father.”
“Why would a sane person say bullshit with a sane face?”
I chuckled at those words.
“Whatever it is, I’m not the heir of Walpurgis now.”
“yes.”
“And Viscount Nostra is a vassal of our family. “Am I wrong?”
“That is also correct.”
“Then, is it wrong for the heir of the family to try to put a leash on his vassal?”
“… … .”
At those words, my father’s eyes wavered for a moment.
“… … “Are you going to put me on a leash?”
“yes.”
“Are you confident that this guy who has barely reached the 4th circle will win?”
“If I didn’t have it, I wouldn’t have started.”
At my words, my father fidgeted with the hand holding the wooden club.
Should I just hit my leg or try to be fooled?
It seemed like he was thinking about that.
“What are you going to do if you lose the bet?”
“That’s right, I became Viscount Nostra’s disciple… … .”
“That’s your problem. “I was asking what I should do with you.”
My father’s eyes were burning.
I felt the determination to break my leg club.
“I will dedicate my leg for the peace of my family.”
“I promised.”
… … Yes, I remembered.
Whenever this happened, my father was so anxious that he couldn’t break the club on my leg.
