A Genius Boy Who Was Exiled From His Family Home for “Not Being Able To Use Magic” Becomes a Witch’s Apprentice and Masters All Magic in the Right Way. This Is How You Use Your Magic, You Know? - CH 5
“…It’s… Hermes.”
Hermes had all sorts of doubts, but she asked for his name, so he left his questions aside and meekly responded.
She must’ve taken the opportunity to heal him, as Hermes no longer felt the pain from the wounds he received in the beating that lasted until now.
“Um, thank you very much for saving me.”
“Yeah, don’t worry about it. All I did was beat the shit out of ‘em cuz I was pissed off.”
Rose friendly spoke to Hermes, a 180 flip from the animosity she was letting out in full force just earlier.
Her changes in behavior could be described as a sort of innocence, and coupled with her physical beauty, she gave off an otherworldly impression just as she did in the battle from before.
“But this was all pretty weird.”
Just then, Rose tilted her head, looking as if she suddenly realized something.
“Judging from your perception ability from earlier, you’re a pretty strong magician, aren’t you? It’s true that those dudes were moderately strong, but I just can’t see someone like you getting caught without a fight…”
“!”
Hermes could tell she didn’t mean anything malicious by that.
Even so, Hermes remembered something because of that question.
He remembered that he was a magician so worthless that he was thrown away by his family.
Seeing the very embodiment of the magnificent magician he dreamt of, as well as the captivating magic she used moments before, he remembered that he would never catch up to her, even if he spent his entire life doing so.
“Th-…at’s….”
“!?”
Was it because he relaxed himself after his life was saved, or maybe was it because he realized his own wretchedness once more after seeing her?
He tried to tell her the reason, but he couldn’t put it into words very well. Unable to bear it in the end, he ended up shedding tears.
“W-What’s wrong!? Do your injuries hurt!? I made sure to completely heal them, though…”
“I-.. It-.. It’s not… that…”
Facing the flustered Rose, Hermes tried his best to put his feelings into words as he sobbed.
“I… I also… wanted to be a great magician like you… But… it’s impossible…”
“…It’s impossible?”
“I… don’t have my own magic…!”
On that fateful day, he never gave up, even after he was told he didn’t have his own Bloodline Magic.
Surely one day, surely it exists somewhere in me—