Since When Did You Have The Illusion That You Don’t Have Magical Powers?! - CH 1.1

With a banging sound, I received a violent impact on my face and my vision blurred.

When I came to, I was lying on the floor. The stars twinkled before my eyes, my head was dizzy and my ears were ringing.

My left cheek was burning and numb, but I could not immediately understand what had happened. The iron-like taste spreading in my mouth finally made me realise that I had been hit.

“Since you’re a useless person with no magical power, the only thing you have going for you is your good looks, no matter how pretentious, you should have let him embrace you as much as he wanted! That……that……!”

That’s too much to say. It’s not the kind of thing you say to your own son. The father, who was too angry to continue speaking, stared with cold eyes and folded arms. His face was bright red and he looked like he was about to die of rage at any moment. It would be quite interesting if he did.

As for why this battlefield happened, things go back to the night before yesterday.

Before that, let me tell you a little bit about myself. ‘I’ was born 14 years ago as Sapphiras Perfectio, the second son of the Earl of Aldridge. ‘My’ family seems to be a family where people with strong magic power are born from generation to generation, and they are also referred to as Magical Earls. However, sadly. ‘I’ was branded as having no magic powers when I was five years old. Since then, my position as the second son of a magical earl has completely disappeared. Until then, as the son of an aristocrat, I had been treated with a certain amount of importance, but I was instantly treated coldly and relegated to a remote place as a disgrace to the family. Fortunately or unfortunately, the Perfectio family is a lineage full of beautiful people, and if you only look at their faces, it is definitely the Perfectio lineage. Among them, ‘I’ was outstandingly beautiful. I don’t want to say it myself, but I have mysterious black hair and mysterious blue eyes that change colour depending on the angle. On top of that, ‘I’ have white skin and pale red lips. To put it simply, ‘I’ am a beautiful boy with a deep window. It may not be an exaggeration to say that I am a beauty capable of bringing the downfall of a country. However, ‘I’ was almost completely neglected in confinement and was not given enough to eat, which resulted in ‘me’ having a poor body. It wasn’t only food that wasn’t given, but also love from family. Thanks to this, ‘I’ was a doll-like boy with few emotional ups and downs. It could be said that ‘I’ had to leave my emotions somewhere in order to survive. I really feel sorry for ‘me’.

When I met this guy named Gilliam, he was insolent and arrogant. He made fun of ‘me’ who had no magic powers and abused me a lot. He is a good-for-nothing man who treated the quiet ‘me’ in a good way and immersed in the sense of superiority. Whenever he came to visit me as my fiancé, he took advantage of the fact that I am separated and no one was coming to utterly shake me up. He told me to be grateful because he was giving me, a useless man with no magic powers. ‘I’, who was quiet, never disobeyed Gilliam, no matter how badly he treated me. The ‘me’, who had no magic powers, believed that ‘I’ am a worthless person and a burden to the family.

Two years have passed since then. Shortly after ‘I’ entered the Royal Creare High School, the incident that led to the beginning of this story occurred.

‘I’ had always been quiet and patient no matter what he did to ‘me’, but that day, Gilliam tried to do something outrageous to ‘me’.

He forced me into his dormitory room and tried to violate ‘me’. ‘I’, who had no feelings for Gilliam, naturally resisted. Even if he is ‘my’ fiancé, ‘I’ had no intention to give up ‘my’ body, at least not until we were married. Of course, even if we got married, I wanted to go through with a white wedding. But Gilliam, with his lustful desire, tried to take away the chastity of ‘me’, who had only just turned 14.

Pushed down on his bunk, shirt ripped off and ‘my’ body played with, ‘I’ desperately resisted and jumped out of the window of the second-floor dormitory. Luckily, there were flowerbeds below and ‘I’ didn’t get seriously hurt, but of course it apparently caused a big commotion.

The reason I say ‘apparently’ is that ‘I’ lost consciousness from the impact of the fall and slept for a whole day. While I was unconsciousness, a serious situation occurred in which ‘my’ personality changed.

A bright white space.

Neither heaven nor earth. Neither cold nor hot.

Fortis, can you hear me?

A voice echoes in my head. Gentle and soft, yet absolute. All I know is that it’s a woman. Who the hell are you?

I am Fortina. I am the one who bestowed you with magical blessing.

Eh? What do you mean? Fortina? You bestowed me a blessing?

The silhouette of a woman glows dimly in front of me.

Even though I bestowed you with the blessing of magic and sent you down to earth, but you did something that got yourself killed…I really can’t be helped with someone like you.

What are you talking about?

We, the adventurer party ‘Weathervane1‘ (the name of our party is not very popular amongst our comrades, but I don’t think it’s bad), having subjugated the Black Flame Dragon of Calamity, Insania Metus, were celebrating at a familiar bar after receiving a huge bounty, enjoying the wine of victory, eating lots of meat, dancing, singing and having a good time.

But something is strange? What is this uncomfortable feeling? Why am I in this strange place? Am I drunk and dreaming?

……Drunken, you jumped into a running carriage horse and lost your lifeー

There was a hint of exasperation in the voice.

Lost my life? What do you mean?

A beat later, memories flowed in all at once.

……Ah, yes. I remember. I was so drunk and my head went lax. I raised a toast and jumped outside while holding up a mug of ale. Then I rushed into the carriage myself, what a crazy thing to do. The last thing I saw, as I was flung into the air by the horse, was my comrades with their mouths open in shock.

Oh, so I died at that time. As expected, I didn’t have a body of steel that would have survived being defencelessly hit by a horse. I, the one who defeated Insania Metus, the Black Flame Dragon of Calamity, who was proclaimed to be the strongest magician and was even said to be capable of destroying the world, was drunk and got hit by a horse-drawn carriage and died so easily.

I mean, it is embarrassing to think about it calmly. I can’t believe that I tried to hug the carriage horse that came running towards me. Well, the coachman must have been very shocked too. I hope he doesn’t feel responsible because it was completely my fault.

Those guys must also have been astonished. No one could have imagined that the great magician whose name is renowned throughout the world would die in such a way. How stupid.

Even so, I can’t understand what I was thinking when I tried to hug a running horse. Involuntarily, a wry smile emerged.

……My life, which was quite enjoyable, came to an unexpectedly abrupt end. I’m worried about my comrades, but it’s them. I’m sure they’ll get along fine without me.

But where the hell am I? There’s nothing here at all.

This is a place where the past, present and future exist simultaneously.

Past, present and future……?

A place that does not exist in your world. Let’s just say it’s a place where no living person can reach.

I see. This place is such a place.

Even though I received such a great blessing of magic, I did something bad because I couldn’t make the most of that blessing.

Absolutely. So I’ll give you another chance.

Chance?

Yes. Go down to earth one more time and entertain me even more. In the name of Fortina, I will also give you the blessing of good luck. Remember, this time, don’t come back too soon……