They say the early bird catches the worm, but I don't want to be woken up by the early bird...
Looking out the window, the sky was getting a little dark.
Even the sun had only just peeked out.
"Hmm... I want to sleep a little longer..."
To shake off my sluggish brain, I quickly propped myself up, slapped my cheeks hard, and then left this warm haven.
Upon entering the washroom, water flowed into the basin as soon as I reached out with my left hand. After a quick rinse, I finally woke up my sluggish brain.
Next up is the essential daily morning run.
This is a good habit I developed at the Duke's mansion, and it's also part of my physical exercise.
after all.
I've discovered that magicians all have one drawback: they have very poor physical health.
I almost always suffer a complete defeat when facing close-combat opponents; that's my experience, ever since I was first thoroughly thrashed by Ilotti…
Good morning, Leon Cabreen.
"Hello!" I waved in response when I heard someone greet me.
It seems that I am not one of the earliest people to rise to power in the Croggs Mansion.
These servants seemed to have gotten up very early to clean and prepare breakfast.
Once outside the ducal mansion, you'll find yourself on the bustling streets of Teruneia.
I don't know when it happened, but I've come to love running. The usually noisy streets are only quiet at this time.
Unlike Hu City, the street layout of Teruneia is not so complicated, so there is no need to worry about getting lost.
Generally speaking, I would stop at the central fountain in the city of Terunia.
It's less than three kilometers from the Croggs Palace, perfect for my morning run...
Soon, a huge building with a red roof came into view. This was the iconic building of the city of Teruneia—the Cathedral of Saint Roth.
The book says that at the end of each year, many people come here to pray and worship, and they also dance around the central fountain.
The central fountain is centered around a statue, said to be the Angel God, one of the "Seven Great Powers".
That's the pinnacle of existence in this world.
The person who sculpted this angel was truly a master craftsman; even after so many years, it remains incredibly lifelike.
Seeing that the sun had already risen into the sky, I realized it was time to go back.
Otherwise, I'll miss out on a hot breakfast in the morning.
The most fortunate thing about morning runs is being able to see the sunrise over the world.
While it can't be described as vibrant, it's no longer as gloomy as it used to be.
It's time to let go of the past.
I told myself that.
...
"Hey... Whew..."
Upon returning to the Duke of Krogh's mansion, I saw Fisshill practicing her swordsmanship, which made me sigh with admiration.
"Do sword king-level individuals also get up this early every day?"
Thinking of my father, he only practices swordsmanship when he remembers it each day; otherwise, the sword would rust if left aside.
As expected, there's a difference between a mediocre player and a true sword master!
Good morning, Faith Hill!
Seeing Fisshill practicing intently, I waved to greet her.
Faith Hill acted much as usual, as if she hadn't heard anything.
I'm used to it; it's not the first time.
Good morning, Leon!
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached my ears. I turned my head and was surprised to see a blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned young man waving at me.
I couldn't help but smile and nod. This person is...
Duke Croggs!
Duke Rugpro Croggs, the master of this ducal house, was also in his mid-twenties.
He was not only handsome, but also exuded an aristocratic elegance. His bright, intelligent eyes were full of wisdom and gave people an invisible sense of pressure.
Compared to his half-baked father...
Good morning, Lord Krogos!
I placed my right hand on my chest and bowed slightly.
"Leon, I hope my mischievous Ilotti hasn't caused you any trouble?"
Duke Croggs seemed very polite and pleased with Leon.
"Of course not! Her Highness's magical skills are profound, even far surpassing mine."
Duke Croggs nodded slightly.
"That's good. If you need anything, feel free to come to me anytime."
"Yes, thank you, Lord Krogos!"
Duke Croggs glanced at the sky, then strode toward his residence, continuing until his figure disappeared from sight.
Only then did I leave the courtyard and return to my room.
...
Most of the time, I stay in my room, not because I don't want to go out.
Rather, it is.
The magical world depicted in the book fascinates me, especially the stories about adventurers.
His father was once an adventurer, and his mother was once in a small team with him.
but.
The half-baked father actually slept with all the women in the squad at that time. He was so successful at such a young age. It would be strange if the squad didn't disband.
Of course, all of this was told to me by Sylvie.
From that time on, my father, whom I had always admired (except for his sword practice), became a lecherous philanderer.
It is said that on several occasions, she almost swallowed Sylvie whole.
Fortunately, he married his mother, thus retaining a trace of his husband's will.
Otherwise, my family would probably be on the verge of falling apart.
but.
I admire my father for this; I wonder what method he used to trick my mother into marrying him.
He must have a lot of romantic entanglements to his name; as a team member, his mother surely knows this.
Only Mother knows the reason why.
...
I closed the book, stretched, and realized it was almost noon.
"Is it already this time?"
Now it was time to give Ilotti a lesson.
With only two months left in the year, it seems we need to find a way to help her break through to higher-level magic.
but.
During the time I've been teaching Ilotti magic, I've come to understand something.
That is spells that don't require chanting, and not everyone can use them.
Even Lord Krogh cannot cast spells without chanting.
therefore.
On this point, I'm really much more confident.
"Alright! Let's go find Ilotti!"
I closed the door and walked toward Ilotti's room.
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