Male Lead, Don’t Push, Pull! - Chapter 19

“Inherent magic needs a body as a conduit for its manifestation. They fit together like a matching needle and thread, made for each other. But that’s not the case with Miss Rosiere. Her magic and her body don’t coordinate with each other. They’re of completely different natures, and the magic can’t pass through her body.”

A thought flashed through my mind. Perhaps this was an effect of the fact that I was possessing a fictional character?

I was definitely Viviane Rosiere, but I also had memories of the past. The fact that I knew the story was proof of that.

I also remembered the feelings of injustice and loneliness I had felt in my past life.

“Could it be possible to fix it?”

It was even more frustrating to realize that my inability to use magic wasn’t due to a lack of power. It would be such a waste to have so much magic in me and not be able to use it.

Besides, no matter who I was in the past, I was Vivian Rosiere now.

If I had lived, died, and been possessed in a previous life, and then stepped into the middle of Vivian’s life, it might have been a bit confusing.

But I was living fully as Vivian when I realized my past life, which means I was already convinced of my identity as Vivian.

Vivian is me, and I am Vivian, so the mismatch makes no sense.

So why did this happen? I wish I could fix it.

In response to my question, Professor Prissiel shook his head.

“It’s a phenomenon for which there is no cure yet. Although research is ongoing.”

“Ah….”

“I’d be sorry to lose Miss Rosiere, too. It’s been a while since I’ve seen magic that pure, but if she comes to the School of Magic, she’ll be wasting her time for nothing.”

My shoulders drooped in despair at the diagnosis with no dreams or hope.

But at that moment, Professor Prissiel spoke up.

“It would be different if you were to go to the Ancient Languages Department, though. I suppose Miss Rosiere has only studied ancient languages on paper so far?”

“Yes, that’s right…?”

I supposed it was only natural that the words were on paper. After all, you had to learn from books.

But then Professor Prissiel said something surprising.

“Ancient words written on white paper are only copied for learning and can’t have any effect. Originally, ancient words were inscribed on magic stones, and they can’t produce any effect unless magic stones are used as materials. In fact, all the artifacts that have remnants of the use of ancient words from the past are magic stones or objects containing magic power.”

“Wow, I never knew that.”

“That’s the origin of magic circles and spells. In fact, magic is very closely related to ancient language.”

Professor Prissiel smiled.

“Well, that was a long introduction, so here’s why I recommend the Ancient Languages department to Miss Rosiere. In the Department of Ancient Languages, you study and research the ancient language of actual magic stones. The higher the magic affinity, the more advantageous it is for someone with an innate abundance of magic, and in that sense, Miss Rosiere has a natural talent.”

“But I have the hardest time interpreting ancient languages.”

“What’s written on paper is not the same as what’s written on a magic stone. The magic sealed in the stone reacts with the interpreter’s magic, giving them a more intuitive understanding of the ancient language.”

I didn’t expect to be judged like this, as I only remember struggling with ancient languages during my exams.

When I was a little embarrassed and hesitant to answer, Professor Prissiel added, “If you decide to pursue a degree in Ancient Languages, I will write a letter of recommendation to a professor there.”

“A letter of recommendation from a professor?”

“Yes. That this Prissiel Enderson vouches for Miss Rosiere’s potential.”

My heart began to flutter a little as a professor from the School of Magic said that.

Originally, I hadn’t even bothered to look at ancient languages…. But now that he’s telling me I have talent, my ears are flapping like donkey ears.

“Please give it some serious thought.”

With those words, Professor Prissiel said he had to go to his next class and left.

“Vivi, are you going to major in ancient languages?” Kyle, who was with me, asked seriously.

“Mmm, I’m not sure.” I answered honestly. It was hard for me to make up my mind since I was choosing a major that I would be studying professionally for the next few years.

‘But it might not be so bad.’

Professor Prisiel said that I couldn’t use magic because my body and magic power didn’t match. The source of all magic is the ancient language.

Then, in the process of studying ancient languages, I might be able to find a way to solve my magic mismatch.

Without even realizing it, my mind was already leaning to one side.

***

To conclude, I decided to major in Ancient Languages.

~ Translation by Lurelia | Editing by Valpal | Read only at rainofsnow.com ~

I never thought that I would choose a major in the subject that I had the most trouble with when I was preparing for the entrance exam.

I went back and forth, but in the end, I gave in to my desire to find out what was causing my magic mismatch.

It was a bit too much to ignore.

There was also Professor Prissiel’s advice that I would have an advantage in studying ancient languages due to my inherent magic.

“Welcome, student Vivian!”

When I went to apply for admission, I was welcomed by Professor Dennis, who is the major professor in the Department of Ancient Languages.

As it turns out, the number of students majoring in ancient languages has been declining in recent years.

At first, I wondered if Professor Prissiel had just sold me on a dying major.

“I’ve been waiting for your arrival, Vivian! If there is anything that makes you uncomfortable in the academy life, tell me everything. I can’t stand it when my student is having trouble studying!”

Looking at the professor who took good care of me, it seemed that there were not only bad things.

Besides, Professor Prissiel was right when he said that ancient languages written on magic stones can be intuitively grasped differently than on paper.

[Students these days really just… Sigh. Professor…]

“Mmm….”

[Above the professor’s head]

“Oh, I see, thank you, then it must say… [students are eager to stand on the professor’s head….]”

Just by looking at the ancient words written on the mana stone, the contents were automatically interpreted and popped into my head.

The contents were easy to read, so studying became fun.

“Wow, Vivian. You’re so talented.”

“You’ve only been studying ancient languages? I’ve never seen anyone read as fast as you do.”

The admiring glances from the other students secretly boosted my self-esteem.

Kyle joined the swordsmanship department without incident.

From the first day, rumors of a swordsmanship prodigy spread through the academy, as he demonstrated skills that the other students could not match.

With the Academy’s structured curriculum and great teachers, he would rise through the ranks. Maybe he’ll even become a Sword Master even faster than the original.

About three weeks into my time at the Academy, after a hectic start to the school year, I received some good news from my father.

[I’ve signed a contract with Baron Raston. Once we’ve ironed out the details, we’ll begin development next March.]

I read the letter from my dad and smiled from ear to ear.

Dad had picked up on the hint I’d dropped, and he’d signed the deal with Raston.

– The Rosiere would have exclusive rights to develop the mine, produce and sell the yttenum for the next ten years.

– The Rastons would share the profits with the Rosiere as mutually agreed.

That was the outline of the agreement. Both families were to benefit enormously.

Raston would use Rosiere’s investment to develop an unexpected mine, and Rosiere would receive exclusive rights in return.

In the letter, Dad seemed calm, but was actually quite excited.

He excitedly wrote that a simple test has revealed that there was a significant amount of yttenum buried there, though the exact amount remains to be seen.

[Vivian, is there anything you want to have? In my heart, I want to give my Vivi everything she wants to buy. It’s really sad that Vivian is staying at the academy at a moment like this. Really great job, Vivian. Really good.]

At the same time, Dad was very complimentary and excited about my discovery of Yttenum.

“I wonder if Daniel heard about this?”

I’m sure Baron Raston would have told Daniel the good news just as quickly as my father had told me.