Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

The wise man Arte was admitted to Imperial School of Magic when he was nine years old.

The Imperial School of Magic is three hundred years old since its founding by the legendary sage Conf.

It was the most difficult prestigious educational institution in the Empire to get into this school that I was proud of my young Arte.

Besides, the standard age of admission is twelve, so I was able to enroll as early as three years, and my entrance exam score was number three.

There are no smarter students than myself, and I couldn't help but think that Arte would.

I'm sure I must be a genius once every ten years, no, once every hundred years.

But there was up there.

In one of Arte's last grades, he said, he had a genius who was the same age as himself, but also enrolled in chief.

That was Sophia.

School classes weren't as interesting as I'd hoped, and life in student dormitories wasn't crappy any more.

Incompetent teacher who repeats everything he understands.

Classmates who are jealous of their younger selves and can only harass them.

The people around me were only high pride fools to fool's sake.

The Imperial School of Magic seemed like the crappiest place in the world if you came in, even though you must have thought it was a great place.

And I hated myself for having to stay in such a school.

Though I'm good, I wasn't brave enough or capable enough to jump out of this school all of a sudden.

Because Arte was only nine years old.

I didn't have enough power.

If only I had better powers, I'd be useless for such a magic school.

So Arte was interested in Sofia.

A girl, Sophia, who is in a similar situation to herself, and who is better than herself.

Sophia would understand me

The opportunity to get to know Sophia came right away.

I still can't forget the day I first met Sophia.

On that day, Arte was hurting some of his classmates in a locker in the corner of the school building.

I didn't do it for no reason.

I saw my sister Flora getting her hair grabbed and kicked by her classmates, and there was blood on her head.

Although Flora enrolled with Arte, her grades, albeit flying, were close to the bottom, and the procedures were not good.

The surrounding animosity towards Arte had also been directed at Flora as it was, and the feeble Flora had accepted it as it was.

But Arte won't allow that.

Arte thought Flora had high qualities as a magician.

After all, because Flora is this genius's own sister.

If he hadn't enrolled in the flying class, Flora would have done superior, or at least far better than her classmates in that bunch.

So I can't keep my eyes shut, such as the fact that such ordinary people look better than Flora.

Arte used his magic to molest his classmates who bullied Flora.

Bend your joints, burn your hair, poison and make you suffer.

Flora cried next door, "Enough, no more, sister!" He was crushing.

Still, Arte didn't stop the attack.

But among the opponents, there was this agile student, and when he gently turned behind Arte, he was forced to take the wand away.

If they take away the wand, Arte will now be put at a disadvantage.

If the magic couldn't be used, Arte was just a helpless nine-year-old girl.

The other boys and girls were twelve years old, so the physical difference was historical, and now it was Arte's turn to be violenced.

Arte was vigorously flattened on his cheek and thrust to the spot.

And to the fallen alte, a tall boy became a horse rider and tried to hit him full of strength with his fist.

They were badly hurt until just now, so they watched Arte with hateful eyes, and it was momentum that could kill them.

If no one had come to help as it were, maybe Arte would have been seriously injured and his body would never have been able to use magic again.

But two upper classmates showed up there.

One was Sofia, and one older girl, who appeared refreshed, looked glorious.

And the other was Solon, who was Sophia's caretaker.