Expelled And Mocked As USELESS, He Reveals His TRUE Identity As A LEGENDARY Sage! – Manga Recap

A flashback reveals a young sad guard being taken in by a tall man. Now 15, he works as a servant for the Treycount family. To repay their kindness, he secretly exterminates monsters with powerful magic. He knows this duty is vital for protecting the people in the village. After clearing the area of monsters, he returns to the Grand Mansion. Inside, Count Trey coldly informs guard he is considered lower Than trash. The count's face is a mask of pure contempt and simmering anger. The countest then asks Guard if he understands the reason for their scorn. Completely bewildered,

Guard wonders what he could have possibly done to them. He admits to the stern-faced Count that he has absolutely no clue. His master accuses him of playing dumb and having a lowly attitude. Exploding with rage, he bellows that Guard has been stealing his money. Guard's eye widens, His pupil shrinking in utter shock at the charge. Stunned, he questions the accusation of him stealing money from the family. He vehemently denies the charge, insisting he would never do such a thing. With a dismissive sigh, the countest waves away his pathetic please of innocence. She calls his refusal

to acknowledge the crime completely disgraceful and pathetic. She adds that he lies about killing monsters to skip his real work. Desperate, Guard insists He wasn't skipping work and has provided proof before. He explains that he even got rid of some monsters just this morning. Rummaging in his coat, he presents what he claims is tangible proof. In his open palm rests a large curved fang from a defeated monster. The countess's hand closes over his, her expression turning to pure fury. Screaming for him to stop, she violently slaps the fang from his hand. Guard's eye widens in

shock as his proof is so Violently rejected. The massive fang clatters uselessly across the polished floor of the grand room. The count immediately roars that the fang is probably just a fake anyway. He warns Gar to stop taking him for a complete and utter fool. A profound despair washes over guard as he realizes they will not believe him. With the decision made, he turns away from the unyielding couple in defeat. The count points a commanding finger, officially declaring Guard banished from his sight. He screams that he doesn't need useless trash and orders him to leave.

As guard exits, a door caks open, revealing a smug young man. The young man, Lotto, comments that it seems Guard will be gone today. Guard quietly thanks him for everything, his expressions somber and resigned. Lotto declares it's wonderful news, confessing he has always hated Guard. He gloats that it was worth telling his father he saw Guard Stealing. Guard's grim expression shows his understanding of the complete betrayal he suffered. He knows Sir Trey adores Lotto and would believe his son without question. Lotto states this is their last meeting and offers a farewell gift. A confused guard

can only wonder what his tormentor has planned for him. A faint magical energy begins to swirl around Lotto's outstretched palm. With a sadistic grin, he unleashes a powerful torrent of fiery magic. A massive Faraga Ball hurtdles directly towards the unsuspecting guard. The fiery vortex closes in, about to completely engulf its intended target. Lotto tells him to gratefully accept this powerful mid-tier magic spell. Guard calmly notes that mid-tier magic isn't uncommon and dodging is troublesome. He decides with unnerving composure that he will simply let it hit him. After the explosion, Lotto laughs triumphantly, asking how his

magic was. His laughter dies as he Realizes with a shocked, "Huh?" that something is wrong. Guard stands unharmed, questioning why only his clothes are now in tatters. He cooly compliments Lotto's incredible accuracy in only destroying his uniform. Lotto is left completely speechless, letting out a strangled sound of disbelief. He complains that Guard's infuriatingly calm attitude has always annoyed him. Grabbing his collar, he screams, demanding why Guard isn't surprised or Afraid. Guard size, realizing a peaceful departure is now impossible with this spoiled child. Enraged, Lotto throws a punch, grabbing Guard's tattered lapel for leverage. His face

contorts in a furious grimace as he attempts to strike. Guard effortlessly catches his wrist, a magic circle flaring on his hand. Lotto screams in agony, begging him to stop and admitting defeat. With a simple release, Guard lets go of the boy's now injured wrist. He turns his Back, stating he will be leaving as Lotto pants behind him. Lotto clutches his throbbing wrist, cursing in pain and humiliation after his defeat. He can only wonder at the source of Guard's utterly terrifying strength. Guard looks down at his ruined clothes, deciding he needs to change. After changing his

clothes, he makes his way toward the mansion's main entrance. His path is blocked by the imposing silent figure of Count Trey. The count's expression is One of pure cold contempt for the young man. Guard looks up at his former guardian, his own face calm and unreadable. He approaches the count and bows his head slightly in a final gesture. The count watches with his arms crossed as the boy prepares to speak. Guard explains that there was one last thing he had forgotten to say. The count delivers a final blow, forbidding him from living in his territory.

Guard stands silently for a moment, absorbing The final cruel edict. With a calm, steady voice, he offers his thanks for everything they did. A solitary figure, Guard walks away from the sprawling, manicured estate. He reflects that he is in trouble, admitting he lacks knowledge of this era. His duty protecting the lands kept him isolated and unable to socialize. He pauses, thoughtfully, considering the full extent of his current predicament. The memory of the count's furious face serves as a stark Reminder. He deduces the count has marked him, making survival in the domain impossible. He laments that

he has been marked by a very troublesome individual. Standing in a forest, he contemplates his next move, completely alone. Suddenly, a piece of paper flutters through the air and hits him. He pulls the document from his face, wondering what it could possibly be. It's a recruitment poster for the Ramilian Magic Academy, complete with a Map. He recognizes it as the world's best magic academy located in the capital. He reasons that Count would never think to look for him there. With nowhere else to go, he decides taking the exam is a good choice. A glowing magic

circle appears as he prepares to cast a transition spell. Elsewhere, a mysterious young man watches a similar portal with intrigue. Guard runs at full speed, leaping directly into the shimmering magical portal. He emerges From the other side, his body still in forward motion. Guard arrives in a bustling capital city, noting its lively atmosphere. A nearby man shouts in shock, pointing out someone just appeared from nothing. A small crowd gathers around guard, staring in awe and confusion. Unfazed by the attention, he offers the onlookers a polite good afternoon. The crowd murmurs, wondering if the finely dressed

man is a noble. Guard listens silently To the crowd, his expression unreadable as he stands apart. The chatter reveals a noble named Lotto can use mid-tier magic, a feat of his class. Onlooking commoners murmur in awe, having likely never seen such powerful magic before. Guard worries that using too many of his own spells will attract unwanted attention. A bystander points in shock, drawing more eyes to the well-dressed young man. Deciding to avoid trouble, guard resolves to simply run away from The growing crowd. As he jogs down a quiet side street, a desperate cry for help

echoes nearby. His expression hardens as he clenches his fist. His plan to escape instantly forgotten. A thug's silhouette taunts a cornered noble woman, scoffing that no one will save her. The man pins the frightened young woman against a cold brick wall, trapping her. Her eyes fill with tears as she pleads for help, but her asalent dismisses her. A close-up shows her tear Streaked face as she whispers for someone to please help her. The back of guard's head is visible as he observes the dire situation unfolding. The thug aggressively pulls at the shoulder of her dress,

exposing her skin. He licks his lips with a leerous grin, commenting on how cute she is. As she screams in terror, a second thug clamps a hand over her mouth. The bald man's face is a mask of cruel intent as he silences her cries. Her face is a pictures of pure Terror and despair, tears streaming from her eyes. Guard suddenly intervenes, gripping the thug's wrist and stating that he is troubling her. The woman looks up, her tearfilled eyes widening with surprise and a glimmer of hope. The thug clicks his tongue in annoyance at the unexpected

interruption to his plans. His partner questions what a we-looking noble is doing in the alley. The main aggressor grunts in frustration, his leerous intentions now Foiled. His annoyance turns to a smug grin as he notices Guard's formal attire. He points at Guard's tailcoat, identifying him as a fellow member of the nobility. He snears that nobles are forbidden from harming commoners, believing Guard is powerless. His face twists into a malicious, confident smirk, certain of his social advantage. He arrogantly offers to let Guard join the fun if he apologizes and moves aside. The thug grabs the terrified

Woman again while shouting aggressively at Guard. Enraged, the man demands to know what Guard thinks he can possibly do. Guard calmly interrupts him with a simple, quiet, "Hey!" He clarifies that his attire is a butler suit, meaning he can fight them fairly. The thug's face drains of color, sweat beating as his perceived leverage vanishes. Consumed by rage, he lets out a scream and throws a powerful punch at Guard. The rescued woman screams a desperate warning for Him to look out. Guard remains utterly composed, his expression calm and focused in the face of the attack. He

raises his hand, his fingers precisely positioned to intercept the incoming blow. A brilliant flash of energy erupts the moment his fingers touch the thug's wrist. Guard unleashes a enveloping the thug in a glowing aura of power. The ball companion watches, utterly bewildered by the sudden and shocking turn of events. The thug cries out about The intense heat, momentarily thinking he's awakened to hidden power. His brief delusion is replaced by excruciating pain as his face contorts in agony. The sound of a powerful magical effect fills the air around them. Guard decides the demonstration is sufficient. His

expression calm and detached. An internal monologue explains his technique of infusing and withdrawing immense magic power. The thug collapses onto his hands and knees, letting out a Long scream of pure agony. Guard calmly reassures the stunned young woman that the man will not die. The woman stares at him, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock, relief, and awe. He suggests they should leave and gently asks if she is able to walk. She accepts his offered hand, her voice trembling as she agrees to go with him. A moment of quiet hesitation passes as their hands

join, a symbol of her rescue. Guard looks down, his expression unreadable as they Prepare to leave the dark alley. Later, in a bright city square, the woman expresses her overwhelming gratitude. She bows deeply, thanking him profusely while he tries to calm her down. She introduces herself as Yuri, and he replies that his name is Guard. Yuri excitedly recounts how amazing he was for defeating the thug in an instant. Her admiration turns to curiosity as she asks why he is so incredibly strong. Guard's calm demeanor shifts, his eyes Becoming serious and guarded at her question. A

shadow passes over his face as he contemplates how to answer her. As they walk away, his internal monologue trails off, implying a secret, complex past. His mind flashes with the truth he cannot share. He was a sage in his previous life. A flashback shows his past self traversing the world 600 years ago, hunting monsters. He eventually became a sage, a position meant to protect the world's order. However, he Clenches his fist, a sense of deep dissatisfaction palpable even then. The esteemed position left him with no time for himself buried in paperwork. His true passions, magic

research and studies were constantly pushed aside by duty. He abandoned everything, choosing to be reincarnated and live in a new era. Back in the present, he struggles to find a plausible lie to tell Yuri. Yuri looks up at Guard, earnestly asking him again why he is so strong. Guard is Flustered by her persistent curiosity, unsure how to answer her directly. He dismisses the truth, certain she wouldn't believe he was a reincarnated sage. Panicking, he decides to just say something random to deflect her question. With a strained expression, he offers a mundane explanation. He works out.

The words hang awkwardly in the air between them in the stone courtyard. Yuri seems to accept the answer while Guard cringes at his own ridiculous Excuse. Desperate to change the subject, he abruptly says he's going to apply for the magic academy. Yuri quickly calls out, declaring that she is also going to apply for the exam. She stands before him, her confident tone quickly faltering into uncertainty. She confesses that she is not confident at all, her eyes downcast with worry. Nervously clutching her dress, she explains she is weak with very little magic power. She reveals that

her Parents pushed her into it against her own wishes. Guard offers simple advice, telling her she should do what she wants with her life. His words strike a painful chord and she shouts that she can't do that. Guard is taken aback by her sudden emotional outburst. His expression concerned. Tears well in her eyes, a single drop falling to the cobblestones at her feet. Guard's expression softens with concern as he asks if she is okay. Wiping away tears, She begins to explain the painful story of her past. A memory shows her as a little girl desperately

trying to cast a fireball. The spell fizzles, producing only a pathetic puff of smoke from her hands. The smoke dissipates instantly, a visual symbol of her magical failure. Her father looks on with utter disdain, clicking his tongue in annoyance. He coldly calls her useless, questioning if she is even his daughter. Her younger self looks on, her expressions stoic, But hurt by her father's cruel words. He hands her an application for the prestigious Ramilian Magic Academy. The document identifies the institution as the world's best magic academy. He forbids her from complaining, the pressure of her family's

legacy immense. Her younger self is terrified by the weight of this overwhelming expectation. Her father calls her name, his back turned as he walks away up a grand staircase. He stands imperiously, Explaining their family's prosperity is built on graduating from Rmillion. With a worried expression, Yuri considers the dire consequences of failing the exam. Tears streaming down her face, she cries out that failure means being disowned. She explains to a concerned guard that she would be cast out of her house. Overwhelmed by her own outburst, she quickly apologizes and asks him to forget it. A painful

memory of his own banishment flashes through guard's mind. He sees a reflection of his own struggle in her desperate situation. With firm resolve, he asks Yuri to give him her hand. Confused by his sudden command, she hesitantly agrees to his request. He gently takes hold of her hand, his intention becoming clear. As he holds her hand, he understands her potential. While she questions him, he senses that while her magic power is low, her capacity is quite large. Seeing this untapped potential, he decides to act And share his own power. A brilliant light envelops them as

he performs a powerful magic gift spell. He recalls a past instance where he infused a man with magic rather roughly. This time, he resolves to pour his magic power into Yuri more carefully. The sensation is overwhelming as Yuri gasps, her body trembling with energy. She cries out that her body feels incredibly hot from the immense power. A quiet moment passes as the magical transfer is completed Successfully. Yuri looks down at her hands in disbelief, feeling the fundamental change. Surrounded by a faint aura, she exclaims that she feels power swelling inside her. She turns to Guard

in awe, asking him what this incredible new power is. Internally, Guard decides to stick with his usual ridiculous excuse. He calmly tells her it is simply the power of muscle training. Yuri stares back at him with a completely unconvinced deadpan Expression. Sometime later before Ramilian Magic Academy, she offers him her sincere thanks. Guard holds up his own application, confirming that he has also decided to enroll. They walk towards the school. Yuri admitting she's nervous for tomorrow's exam. He notes that she decided to apply after all, showing his support. She confirms her decision now believing she

might actually have a chance. Turning to him, she explains the source of her newfound Confidence. With a bright smile, she credits the muscle power she obtained from him. Guard smiles gently, acknowledging that it is still a bit scary for her. He reassures her that it is a good thing as scary things are meant to be scary. He praises her for trying to overcome that fear, calling it worthy of respect. His sincere words cause her heart to skip a beaten surprise. Flustered by his compliment, she insists that such a grand line Doesn't suit her. With renewed

vigor, she declares that she will do her best, and he agrees. Together they resolve to do their best in the challenging exam ahead. In a grand hall, an announcer commands the attention of the assembled examinees. Guard stands in the crowd with a confident smirk, flanked by other applicants. Yuri looks on anxiously, surrounded by the massive number of hopefuls. Other examinees in the crowd share looks of anticipation and Excitement. The announcer holds up three fingers, declaring there will be three distinct tests. The first test is a magic capacity appraisal with a minimum required score. Next is

a practical test where students must demonstrate their special magic. The final trial is a one-on-one magic tournament battle test. He explains that failing any single test means immediate disqualification. With a stern look, he concludes that only the top 16 will pass. Yuri reflects on the Massive number of examinees vying for so few spots. Guard and his fellow applicants listen intently, understanding the high stakes. An exterior shot confirms Ramilian is a highly selective and elite academy. The announcer adds an incentive offering scholarships for outstanding results. The crowd murmurs with interest at the prospect of a prestigious

scholarship. This scholarship would provide full support for any future career path. Guard's eyes widen slightly, finding the offer to be very attractive. The announcer continues, preparing to make another important clarification. He points out that the participants include commoners as well as nobles. He declares that class doesn't apply. Everyone will be judged on ability alone. Guard smiles, realizing this is a necessary rule for a fair duel test. Yuri breathes a sight of relief, glad she won't be at a disadvantage. An arrogant noble Scoffs, questioning why commoners are even allowed to participate. With the rules established, the

announcer begins the first test of the day. He instructs the massive crowd to head to their designated locations. Guard holds up a small card, his assignment for the first test. He reads his card, learning he is in the magic experimental room. Yuri runs up to him, excitedly calling his name to get his attention. She happily announces they are in the same location And they agree to go together. Guard feels overwhelmed by the crowd, worrying he might get lost. Yuri reaches out her hand, intending to keep them together in the throng. She takes his hand much

to his surprise as they walk through the crowd. Guard is momentarily startled by the sudden and unexpected contact. He looks down at their joined hands, slightly flustered by the gesture. With a slight blush, she explains, "It's just so they don't get lost." After a moment Of silence, Guard agrees, and they continue on. They proceed through the dense crowd of examinees, now handin hand. They arrive at a doorway marked as the magic experimental room. An arrogant noble immediately points at Guard, mocking him as a servant. He snears at Guard's butler's coat, asking if he's there to

take orders. The noble aggressively confronts Guard and his companion in the testing room. His face contorts with rage at Guard's calm and Unwavering demeanor. He grabs Guard's collar, demanding to know why a commoner is ignoring him. Guard's expression remains placid as he offers some calm advice. He tells the noble to focus on the test instead of on him. The other examinees watch the confrontation with varying degrees of interest. The noble clicks his tongue in frustration, releasing Guard's collar. Guard coolly adjusts his suit and vows to pass the test in no time. Yuri asks if he's

okay, And he reassures her they should get in line. The arrogant noble steps forward for his turn, asking how the test works. An examiner presents a thick black book, instructing him to infuse it with magic. The noble eagerly accepts the book, ready to show off his power. With a grunt of effort, he channels his energy, and the book glows. His face is a mask of intense concentration as he pours in his magic. The book bursts open, its pages beginning to flip on their own. The pages turn rapidly, creating a blur of motion from the magical

energy. The flipping continues, a clear indicator of a substantial magic capacity. The pages finally slow to a stop, the test now complete. The examiner points to the result, confirming his score is above the target. Declaring that he passes, the examiner congratulates the triumphant noble. Guard watches the process intently, understanding the mechanism of the test. An explanation Confirms the book's pages turn based on magic capacity. Standing with his friends, a young man named Guard begins a quiet thought. He looks up, marveling at how convenient the modern world has become. A memory surfaces of his era where

a robed figure appraised magic professionally. Now he notes a simple magical tool can measure one's capacity instantly. His quiet reflection is broken when a hand claps down on his shoulder. An arrogant noble boasts, Asking if guard witnessed his impressive display. Guard's expression shifts to one of annoyance as he sizes up the boy. He internally compares the noble to Lotto, resolving to avoid him. The noble shoves him forward, telling him to disgrace himself like a commoner. Stepping up to the examiner's table, guard prepares for his turn. He coolly adjusts his white glove, his focus sharpening for

the test. An examiner calls him forward, noting with disdain That he is a commoner. A second examiner with glasses condescendingly predicts his failure, but allows him to try. Guard maintains a composed, determined expression, unfazed by the scorn. He accepts the ornate book, acknowledging the examiner's instructions. Holding the book with both hands, he begins to channel his immense power. The book's pages immediately start flipping at an impossibly high speed. They become a solid, spinning blur from the sheer Force of his magic. The examiner thinks in shock that he has never seen it flip so fast. His

jaw hangs open in utter disbelief at the unprecedented reaction. Guard watches the book in his hands as it begins to react strangely. He lets out a quiet sound of surprise at the intense result. The magical book suddenly erupts into flames in his hands. His eyes reflect the fire as he calmly observes that the book is burning. The examiner lets out a silent, Horrified scream, his glasses cracking. The other examinees in the crowd stare in a state of shock and disbelief. The arrogant noble's face is a mask of pure comical terror. Guard places the smoldering remains

of the book back on the table. The book sizzles out, leaving the examiner speechless and staring. With a beat of sweat, guard hesitantly asks for the result of his test. He leans over the table, waiting for the stunned examiner's verdict. The examiner Concludes his capacity is far higher than the target score. He declares that guard passes, much to the rival noble's disgust. A small winged creature on his shoulder lets out a triumphant cry. Elsewhere, Yuri is shocked as her own book also bursts into flames. She places the smoldering book back on the table with a

final sizzle. She worries aloud about the expense of the book she just destroyed. A caption declares that both Guard and Yuri have passed the first Test. A blushing Yuri expresses her joy to Guard that they both succeeded. He smiles warmly, telling her that he is happy for her as well. Together, they cheer that they have both passed the test. The furious noble confronts Guard, demanding to know what's going on. Guard calmly asks if the noble still has something to say to him. The noble's face contorts with rage, sweat pouring down his face. He storms off,

cursing and shouting that guard was just lucky. Yuri looks at her own hand, deep in thought about her surprising result. She recalls how her book burned just like guards. Feeling she should have failed. As she walks away, a realization about the source of her power dawn on her, she clenches a glowing fist, declaring it must be the power of muscle. Guard drawn comically, deadpans that yes, it was the power of muscle. With the day's test over, he asks Yuri if she can get home alone. She waves goodbye, saying she Will see him tomorrow. As he

prepares to leave, his attention is caught by something in the distance. A girl with pigtails is on the ground, panting heavily from exhaustion. Guard and another student watch as she struggles to catch her breath. His face contorts in a sheer panic as he lets out a furious shout. His eyes widen in a comical expression of extreme alarm. He lunges to catch the girl as she stumbles and falls towards him. Her face is a Picture of wideeyed surprise as he breaks her fall. Guard's expression mirrors her shock in the split second before impact. They end up

in a heap on the ground as other students walk by. Propped up on an elbow, he asks with concern if she is all right. She sits up, rubbing her head and apologizing for the collision. She stands looking towards a sign for the testing area. Her demeanor shifts as she looms over him and shouts to get his attention. She Points insistently, demanding to know if this is the magic experimentation room. Guards, still on the ground, confirms that she is in the right place. Her aggressive mood vanishes, replaced by a bright, sparkling expression of relief. She thanks

him profusely as he begins to get to his feet. She introduces herself as Sasha, wanting to give her name in case they meet again. Guard reciprocates, introducing himself as she turns to leave. He reflects on her Vibrant personality, feeling her energy has motivated him. He resolves to do his best tomorrow as well. Inspired by the encounter, the scene pauses, anticipating the next day's events. The following day begins at the Grand Academy. As Guard walks, he hears a familiar loud voice calling out to him. Sasha runs up, cheerfully greeting him and noting they've met again. She

asks if he wants to go to the test together, and he readily agrees. Suddenly, Yuri Appears before them. Her cheeks puffed out in an intense pout. Guard and Sasha stare, startled by her sudden and silent appearance. Yuri stands her ground, blocking their path with a confrontational stance. She glares at Sasha, demanding to know who she is and why she's with Guard. Sasha, equally bewildered, turns to Guard and asks who this new girl is. Guard, looking flustered, begins to introduce Yuri to Sasha. He explains to Yuri that Sasha Is, he supposes, a friend. At the word

friend, Yuri's eyes widen and begin to sparkle with joy. She lunges forward and grabs both of Guard's hands tightly. She ecstatically tells him how happy she is, confessing she's never had friends. Guard is overwhelmed by her emotional outburst while Sasha watches. Sasha leans in with a sly smile, whispering that Yuri likes him a lot. Guard looks from one girl to the other, a thoughtful expression on his face. He quietly Wonders to himself if Sasha's observation is true. An examiner announces the start of the second test. He explains it is a practical test to show off

their strongest magic. The assembled examinees are instructed to form lines and begin. Yuri encourages Sasha to do her best and Guard says they should all pass together. He smiles, glad that his two new friends seem to be getting along well. Guard turns his attention to the other examinees in the Line. He wonders aloud what kind of magic the other students will use. His eye is shown in closeup, his gaze focused and analytical as he observes. As guard observes the exam, two students display their skills, one casting a defensive shield. Another examinee stands before a long-haired

girl, conjuring a swirling vortex of water magic. A determined young girl unleashes a powerful, uncontrolled blast of raw magical energy. Watching these displays, Guard looks on with a beat of sweat, his expression unimpressed. He notes internally that every single examinee is using only mid-tier magic. Stroking his chin, he finds this perplexing for the world's best magic academy. He expected students here to be capable of high tier magic, like the transition spell. His quiet analysis is interrupted when an examiner informs him that his turn has arrived. The blonde examiner expresses his condescending surprise that a Commoner

passed the first test. Onlookers jeer, but one recalls guard burning the book, suggesting he might be capable. With a bored yawn, the examiner tells him he can begin his demonstration at any time. Guard adjusts his gloves, resolving not to hold back despite the attention it might draw. His eyes gleam with focus as he decides to use a spell higher than high tier magic. Raising his arms to the sky, he begins to channel an immense amount of power. A vast and Intricate magic circle starts to materialize above his outstretched hands. His friend Sasha watches from the

crowd, her mouth a gape in stunned surprise. From her perspective, Guard's powerful stance is framed by the glowing complex sigil. His face is a mask of intense concentration as he gathers his incredible magic. He unleashes hellfire, a colossal pillar of energy that erupts from the ground. The blast scorches the earth, leaving him standing in the Center of a smoldering crater. Sasha confidently believes that his overwhelming demonstration should be more than enough to pass. Guard, however, looks slightly confused, his arms still raised from casting the spell. He sees the blonde examiner standing before him, rendered completely

silent by the spectacle. A moment of understanding dawn on guard's face as he realizes the examiner's shock. Misinterpreting the silence, Guard Worries aloud that his demonstration was not good enough. Believing he must do more, he declares to himself that it's still not enough. With a decisive and swift motion, he snaps his fingers to cast another spell. He unleashes groundbreak, shattering the earth into a massive cross-shaped chasm. The other examinees are left scattered across the fractured and dangerous landscape. The examiner continues to stare, his silence now one Of utter profound disbelief. Guard's panic grows as he

questions if even this incredible feat was insufficient. Deciding to be safe, he kneels to perform one final conclusive demonstration. His expression is one of intense concentration as he prepares his next spell. An intricate magic circle materializes on the ground beneath his outstretched hand. He invokes life gift and a warm gentle light envelops him and his companions. His eyes widen with Focus as he pours his creative energy into the barren earth. His friends cry out in alarm, thinking they feel the tremors of an earthquake. The ground rumbles and cracks, not with destruction, but with the force

of new life. The scarred dirt begins to tremble as his powerful magic takes hold of the area. Where his hand rests, delicate green sprouts begin to emerge from the lifeless soil. This new growth spreads rapidly outwards in a vibrant, Shimmering wave of green. Beautiful flowers bloom instantly, transforming the scarred earth into a lush meadow. A small white rabbit created from the magic twitches its nose curiously. His companions run towards him, amazed by the perfect oasis he has created. From a high vantage point, the small circle of life stands in stark contrast to the courtyard. This

life gift is an advanced highest tier magic that creates life from nothing. Guard feels confident that This final display should be more than enough to pass him. The onlookers and the examiner stare, their faces masks of stunned reverence. Their shock quickly morphs into expressions of wild fang to excitement and joy. The crowd erupts into a frenzy, shouting about how amazing the mysterious guy is. The examiner, completely humbled, stammers, unable to form a coherent sentence. Guard adjusts his tie as the examiner, now sitting on the ground, declares he Passes. His attention is then is drawn to

another examine struggle during her own test. Yuri is on the ground looking defeated and reaching a handout in despair. She looks up, her face a mask of desperation and deep-seated insecurity. Guard quietly says her name, his expression one of gentle, unspoken encouragement. A single tear of frustration escapes her eye as she remembers her past failures. A memory surfaces of her father cruy calling her Useless and a disappointment. Though she is scared, a new and powerful resolve begins to form within her. She thinks to herself that guard's incredible display has given her the courage to try.

With newfound determination, she rises to her feet, declaring that she will challenge it. She unleashes a colossal fireball, a meteor of flame that fills the sky. Her eyes are wide with focus as she pours all of her power into the spell. A fellow female examinee looks on in utter Shock at the incredible display. Guard watches her performance with a small impressed smile on his face. The examiner admits his surprise at the immense firepower from a low tier spell. A radiant smile of pure joy spreads across Yuri's face as he announces she passes. She turns to

Guard and thanks him profusely, bowing deeply in gratitude. He smiles back warmly, telling her that she is pretty amazing herself. Guard looks puzzled, wondering Why a noble wouldn't have seen such magic before. Sasha insists that no one has ever witnessed that kind of incredible power. Stroking his chin, Guard reconsiders his perception of modern nobles's magical abilities. He muses that magic technology may have deteriorated since his time as a sage. Sasha is left utterly speechless by his cryptic and knowing off-hand comment. He recalls the examiner's stunned silence, the memory emphasized by a rain-like Effect. He concludes

with a sigh that the examiner was simply speechless from shock. Adjusting his tie, he reflects on his performance with his friend standing nearby. Looking at the academy building, he admits that it seems he has overdone it. A loud boom from another testing area signals a new event is taking place. A female examiner congratulates another student on a job well done. The arrogant, noble Lotto laughs boisterously, declaring his own test was Easy peasy. He stands proudly, internally praising his own first class magical abilities. He feels confident that his power holds up even at the world's best

academy. His thoughts then darken as he recalls the servant Guard with a contemptuous sneer. He remembers Guard's earlier compliment, twisting it in his mind as an act of mockery. His face contorts with fury, enraged that a mere commoner would dare mock him. Walking away, he vows not to hold Anything back the next time he sees Guard. A terrifying grin spreads across his face as he promises to completely crush him. Guard, unaware of the animosity, chats with his friends, who are happy they all passed. An official congratulates the successful examinees on passing the second test. He

announces that without further ado, the next stage of the exam will begin. Guard and Sasha look on with serious expressions as the third test is announced. The examiner Explains that the final trial will be a tournament battle. He clarifies that only the final 16 contestants will earn the right to pass. Guard coolly calculates that he only needs to win three matches to be guaranteed a spot. The examiner snaps his fingers and magical tournament brackets begin to materialize. He instructs the contestants to head to their assigned arenas for the early rounds. Guard's eyes widen with a

sense of quiet relief As he examines his bracket. He points out that he won't have to face Yuri and Sasha until the top 16. Sasha pumps her fist, declaring they should all give it their all and pass together. A pair of polished shoes takes a firm, decisive step forward. An official announces the start of the first round before a grand hall. His arrogant opponent taunts him, questioning why a commoner is still present. The dark-haired youth maintains a calm, steady gaze, ignoring the Insults. Enraged by the silence, the noble vows to teach the peasant his place.

The official details the rules, stating, "Victory comes from surrender or incapacitation." Facing each other, the two combatants await the official signal to begin. The moment the match starts, the youth unleashes a powerful water blast spell. An overwhelming torrent of water sends the noble flying backward. He lets out a groan of pain, completely defeated by the single Attack. The victor stands stoically over his fallen and thoroughly drenched opponent. Lying on the ground, the defeated noble is unconscious and twitching slightly. An elderly spectator with a long white beard watches the swift victory in awe. Other onlookers, including

another noble, react with surprise and admiration. The official mistakenly declares the winner by the loser's name, Guardson. The victor quietly wonders to himself if he has Overdone it yet again. As he departs the arena, a spiky-haired young man watches from a doorway. The watcher's face is shadowed, a flicker of sharp recognition in his eyes. Guard glances back slightly as he walks away from the scene of his victory. The spikyhaired youth keeps his intense focus on Guard's departing figure. He clenches his fist, musing on how Guard dared to sneak into such a place. Lotto guard's former

master grins maliciously, anticipating a fun Confrontation. The grand academy building stands tall as the tournament continues. A long-haired girl watches in distress as a wall explodes during a match. The horned girl celebrates her own victory with exuberant, unrestrained joy. Lotto sadistically holds down his defeated opponent with a cruel, mocking smirk. In stark contrast, Guard stands calmly over his own vanquished foe. The tournament bracket shows both fighters steadily advancing through the rounds. Time passes under a cloudy sky, signaling the arrival of a later round. An official announces the third round as Lotto approaches Guard with a

sneer. Guard covers his face, lamenting this worst case scenario of facing Lotto. Lotto mockingly expresses his surprise at seeing the clueless guard here. He reminds Guard that this is the world's greatest magic academy. Leaning in close, he snars for the trash to get lost. Lotto then remembers Guard's name, A malicious idea beginning to form. Guard's expression hardens as he realizes Lotto intends to slander him. With a twisted grin, Lotto promises to reveal just how useless Guard is. He dramatically addresses the crowd, calling Guard a foolish nuisance commoner. Putting an arm around Guard, he begins his

public denouncement. He reveals Guard was a useless servant they were forced to banish. Lotto continues his lies, accusing Guard of neglecting Duties and even theft. Guard stands silently beside him, enduring the public humiliation. A noble in the crowd believes Guard only advanced out of pity. An old man vows to show no mercy against such trash. The noble takes it upon himself to crush Guard in the tournament. Lotto declares his intent to banish Guard from the academy as well. Guard's face is shadowed, his resolve hardening under the verbal assault. Lotto's face is a mask of pure,

Unadulterated, triumphant hate. The other contestants watch the tense confrontation with varied expressions. Guard interrupts the official calmly asking for a moment before they begin. He warns Lotto to keep his distance, unable to guarantee his safety. The official sensing the tension, sweats nervously before starting the match. He gives a command for the combatants to get on their marks. The moment the match begins, Lotto unleashes a powerful Fireball spell. The massive sphere of fire hurdles across the arena directly towards guard. Lotto is certain he will crush his opponent in a single decisive hit. Guard stands perfectly still

as the devastating spell is about to impact. He calmly clenches his glove fist, a strange energy emanating from it. With his fist closed, the powerful fire spell simply vanishes into thin air. Lotto stares in utter disbelief, his attack completely nullified. His confidence Shatters, leaving him stammering in shock and confusion. He questions how Guard could possibly destroy his magic with just his hand. A spectator in the crowd watches the impossible feat with an open mouth. Lotto's shock turns to rage as he demands to know what Guard did. Guard calmly brushes the residual magical energy from his

gloves like dust. He addresses his stunned opponent by name, his voice cold and steady. Lotto's eye is wide with pure terror, Reflecting guard's menacing silhouette. A female spectator screams as the battle erupts in violent explosions. Lotto screams in rage, unleashing a barrage of destructive magic orbs. A sadistic, sweaty grin is plastered across Lotto's face as he attacks. Guard coolly asks his opponent if he ever learns from his mistakes. He launches himself forward. A blur of motion and shimmering energy. A brilliant horizontal slash of pure energy bisects the entire hall. Guard's Arm is extended in a

follow-through, his gaze locked on the target. The energy from his attack carves a glowing scar into the stone floor. Lotto staggers backward, his feet unsteady, his arm dissolving into light. He clutches his wounded arm, cursing in agony and disbelief. His confidence shattered, he desperately pleads with Guard to surrender. He offers to have Guard reinstated as a servant in his family's home. Guard listens to the desperate Plea, his expression unreadable. He acknowledges it's a well-made offer, his tone flat. With unwavering resolve, he flatly rejects the offer, preparing another spell. Lotto's eye widens in pure terror at

Guard's refusal. Guard unleashes a colossal Faragago Ballal, a vortex of destructive energy. The gigantic sphere of fire roars towards the horrified Lotto. Lotto questions how Guard's magic can be so different from his own. In a panic, he realizes he must Activate his defensive magic. He fumbles to cast a protective barrier, his face a mask of terror. His defensive magic begins to shatter even before the impact. He screams in abject horror as the overwhelming inferno closes in. The entire hall is consumed by a blinding white explosion. Chunks of stone are ripped from the walls and floor

by the blast. Lotto is thrown violently backward, slamming into a thick stone pillar. His body is tattered and Bruised, suspended against the crumbling wall. Guard stands over his fallen opponent as an official approaches the scene. Lotto lies motionless on the floor amidst the devastation. The official is momentarily speechless, taking in the scene of destruction. He finally declares guard the winner, who reflects on teaching Lotto a lesson. Lotto clenches a fist, weeping in humiliation at losing to trash. The Grand Academy building stands tall under A clear sky. A thin decorative border marks a transition in the

story. Feudal Lord Trey's eyes are wide with a dawning, stressful realization. He remembers Guard pleading, insisting he really did kill monsters. Looking out his window, the Lord questions if Guard was telling the truth. The sight of the monsterinfested landscape confirms his worst fears. He connects the sudden appearance of so many monsters to Guard's banishment. Gritting his teeth In fury and regret, he resolves to bring Guard back. At the academy, Guard hesitantly approaches an official after his match. He points to the tournament bracket asking if he has passed the exam. The official confirms his victory and

Guard looks quietly relieved. While the official explains the matches continue, Lotto lies defeated nearby. The mention of scholarships for top performers immediately captures Guard's attention. A graphic illustrates that Scholarship students will receive academy research support. Clenching his fist, Guard resolves to aim for the scholarship for his own research. An official announces the top 16 will now gather in one location. A grand door caks open as guard proceeds to the next area. He walks through the hall, hoping his friends Yuri and Sasha are there. Suddenly, a voice from behind calls out to him. An old man

with a long beard lunges forward with surprising speed. He Forcefully grabs Guard by his collar, yanking him off balance. Guard's eyes widen in surprise at the unexpected physical assault. He realizes with a jolt that he had just dodged a direct attack. Despite the aggression, he calmly asks the man what he needs. The old man sternly declares that guard's advancement ends here. A look of complete confusion crosses Guard's face. He tells the old man that he doesn't understand his meaning. The man explains It would be problematic for a commoner to get a scholarship. Guard's expression hardens

as he listens to the blatant discrimination. The man cites the academyy's prestigious reputation as his justification. He delivers his verdict. Guard will attend as the lowest ranked student. Guard looks down, his face shadowed with quiet disappointment. He begins to respectfully question the man's arbitrary decision. The old man slams his staff down, unleashing an Intimidating aura. Guard is visibly shocked by the sudden, overwhelming surge of power. The man reveals his identity as the headmaster and commands Guard to obey. A beat of sweat forms on Guard's brow as he processes the command. He bows his head slightly,

defeated by the corrupt authority. Elsewhere, Sasha worries about guard's absence while Yuri greets her. The magnificent magic academy is shown on the first day of school. Sasha calls out To Yuri, trying to temper her friend's excitement. Yuri playfully scolds Sasha for being too excited so early. Sasha confesses that she can't help but worry about Guard. She voices her concern, unsure if Guard managed to pass the exam. Guard appears, cheerfully congratulating his two friends for making it. Yuri and Sasha stare at him, stunned and relieved to see him. Overcome with emotion, Sasha rushes forward and embraces

Guard tightly. Guard is completely caught off guard by the sudden hug. Sasha whispers with relief that she's glad he passed, too. A bewildered Guard asks what's happening as Yuri smiles knowingly. Yuri begins to explain just how worried Sasha was about him. She reminds Guard that he never appeared for the final scholarship match. Yuri dramatically reenacts Sasha's frantic search and despair for Guard. Sasha becomes flustered, embarrassed by her friend's teasing Antics. Another student's passing remark is dismissed by Guard. Yuri directly asks Guard why he didn't compete in the final test. Guard stands silently, unsure how to

answer their pointed question. A memory of the headmaster's face convinces him to remain quiet. He offers a vague excuse, suggesting a lot of things happen. He quickly changes the subject by pointing out their different uniforms. A diagram explains the ranks. Yellow for scholarship, white for General, red for Lois. Yuri correctly deduces that guard's rank is a result of skipping the test. The girls confirm that their assessment of the situation is accurate. Sasha beams with pride, announcing she became a scholarship student. Guard playfully credits her success to the muscle power he gave her. Yuri offers a

sincere congratulations, saying it was due to Sasha's hard work. As guards shake Sasha's hand, another student watches with contempt. The Bespectled student questions what is with the other boy. He sees at the sight of a lowestranked student acting so casually. His thoughts are consumed by jealousy, labeling guard a failure. Finding the sight an eyesore, he feels his motivation draining away. Suddenly, a malicious idea sparks in the student's mind. He looks at the textbooks inside guard's desk with a cruel smirk. The school bell rings, signaling the beginning of the first class. The Classroom door slides open

with a sharp, distinct sound. A young woman introduces herself as Ilia, a magic researcher. She announces to the class that she is their new home room teacher. Sasha comments on how adorable she finds their new teacher. Guard's expression, however, becomes serious and guarded. He realizes she is a subordinate of the prejudiced headmaster. He resolves to be careful and avoid drawing any unwanted attention. Elliot instructs the class to Take out their textbooks. Guard looks into his desk, confused to find it completely empty. He rummages around inside, but his books are nowhere to be found. Sasha notices

his predicament and asks him what is the matter. Guard looks over his shoulder at the other student. The bespectled boy smirks smuggly from his desk. He rummages through his own desk with a knowing grin. He then places two large stacks of books on his table with a thud. Guard realizes what has Happened, though he doesn't know why. He concludes that the other student must have stolen his textbooks. Deciding he has no other choice, he turns to Yuri for help. He politely asks if he could borrow her textbooks for a moment. Yuri agrees without hesitation, handing

over her entire stack of books. The bully sneers, wondering what the failure hopes to achieve. The teacher announces she will be checking their books one by one. Guard decides to use this opportunity to His advantage. He places his hand on the stack of borrowed books. He returns to his desk, preparing his next move. His expression becomes one of intense focused concentration. He slams his hand down, casting a copy spell and duplicating the books. With a powerful slam of his hand, Guard casts a spell, creating a perfect magical duplicate of the textbooks. He calmly returns the

original stack to a stunned Yuri, offering his sincere thanks for the Loan. The bullying student stares in utter disbelief, recognizing the advanced magic just used. As Alia praises his skill, Sasha wonders how a supposed failure could wield such power. Sasha turns to guard, her expression of shock demanding to know who he truly is. The teacher approaches the bully's desk, pointedly asking why he possesses two sets of books. Caught in his lie, the bully begins to sweat profusely, his face a mask of pure panic. He stammers Nervously, completely unable to form a coherent excuse for the

extra textbooks. Guard quickly intervenes, fabricating a story that he had simply received an extra set by mistake. Holding a book, Aia silently considers his explanation with a thoughtful, knowing expression. As guard opens a textbook, Elliot walks away, the now silent bully watching from his desk. A close-up on Aia's eye reveals she has seen through guard's flimsy cover story. From outside the Classroom window, she addresses the students, having checked their textbooks. With a wide, almost manic grin, she announces that they are about to have a test. The entire class, including guard and his friends, reacts with

a collective synchronized gasp of shock. One student size, remarking that such a sudden test is to be expected from Ramilian Academy. IA instructs them to put their books away as Sasha slumps over her desk in despair. Guard feels a Flicker of anxiety, unsure if his knowledge of this era is sufficient. Standing at the front, the teacher explains the test will consist of three different subjects. She places a large hourglass on her desk. It's sand immediately beginning to flow. After asking if they are ready, she snaps her fingers, officially starting the exam. The hourglass sits on

the desk. It's falling sand marking the beginning of the time test. Yuri writes with intense Concentration, her quills scratching diligently across the paper. Sasha struggles with the questions, muttering to herself in a state of deep focus. From her desk, Aaliyah observes the entire class as they work hard on the test. Guard writes with a calm and composed expression, easily answering the questions. Despite his calm, a single beat of sweat hints at the pressure of the situation. With her head on her arms, Aaliyah watches the Students with a sly, observant smile. The bright sky outside the

window marks the passage of time during the exam. As a last grain of sand falls, Aaliyah cheerfully announces that time is up. She dismisses the class for the day, informing them the results will be ready tomorrow. While other students begin to leave, guard remains calmly seated at his desk. He sits with his back to the viewer, the classroom now mostly empty around him. With a confident smile, he Reflects internally that the entire test was incredibly easy. The grammar and formulas, he notes, were identical to those from 600 years ago. He also realized the magic science

questions were only at an intermediate level for his time. Yuri approaches him to ask about the test, and he casually predicts perfect scores for everyone. Sasha rushes over in frustration, exclaiming that the problems were actually incredibly difficult. Yuri agrees with Her friend, admitting she could only solve a handful of the questions. Sasha then asks Guard if he also struggled, assuming the difficulty was universal. Realizing his blunder, Guard quickly faints worry, claiming he's now concerned about his score. He then admits the questions were too easy for him, leaving both girls utterly speechless. Slumping in his chair,

Guard acknowledges to himself that he has made a serious mistake. He hopes he hasn't Drawn unwanted attention. Unaware of Alia grading papers with a smile. After his first day, Guard reflects that Ramilian Magic Academy is a boarding school. He is thrilled, believing he can finally research magic in the era's best environment. An academy staff member points him towards his dorm, and he thanks them politely. His excitement vanishes as he finds himself standing before a dilapidated ramshackle shed. A closeup shows his wide, stunned eyes, His high hopes completely shattered. He cautiously announces his presence as he

pushes open the rickety unstable door. From the darkness within, a senior student offers a deadpan, unenthusiastic welcome. The interior is revealed to be a filthy debris strewn mess. The dorm for lowest ranked students. Despite the squalor, guard pragmatically notes that it is still better than sleeping outside. He gestures to a pile of dirty straw, asking if that is his assigned Living space. His senior confirms that the pathetic pile of straw is indeed supposed to be his bed. The senior student then decides to offer him some advice about their grim situation. She warns him that lowest

ranked students face constant academy tolerated discrimination. Guard processes this harsh reality, the faces of his tormentors looming in his mind. He understands that like commoners to nobles, he is now a target of Discrimination. His new dorm mates lament their fate, wishing the school would explode so they could go home. An idea begins to form in guard's mind as he watches his dejected seniors. He thoughtfully strokes his chin while carefully inspecting the dilapidated structure. A subtle, confident smile appears on his face as he finalizes his new plan. Getting their attention, he approaches his seniors who are

sitting amidst the filth. With a cheerful Gesture, he asks for their permission to renovate the dorm a little. Confused but with nothing to lose, the two seniors agree to his strange request. Guard then politely asks if they would mind waiting for him just outside the shed. The sky is shown, marking a brief passage of time. As the two wait outside, the seniors wonder what he could possibly be trying to renovate in such a ruin. The male senior begins to daydream about the kind of dorm a normal student lives in. He imagines students having their own

private rooms in a clean, well-kept hallway. His fantasy includes a proper studyfriendly environment with a desk and chair. He pictures a student joyfully flopping onto a comfortable and fluffy bed. The daydream continues with the luxurious thought of a large shared bath. He envisions several girls relaxing in a steaming bath that can be used at any time. Back in reality, the two seniors stand in silence, their Fantasy a stark contrast. They stare at the shed, lamenting how cruel and harsh their actual situation is. Inside, Guard's expression turns determined as he declares it is time to begin.

He unleashes a powerful spell, sending debris flying in a magical vortex. He worries about drawing too much unwanted attention from the academy with his magic. He decides to focus his efforts solely on renovating the interior of the shed. Outside, the seniors are startled By loud, violent banging sounds coming from within. The entire structure shakes violently as the magical renovation continues with great force. The noise suddenly stops, leaving the two seniors standing in confused silence. Guard opens the door, thanks them for waiting, and politely invites them back inside. Apprehensively, the two seniors wonder what could have

possibly happened inside the shed. They hope that at the very least he did not manage to make things Any worse. Stepping inside, they scream in unison, utterly shocked by the complete transformation. The once shabby storage-like room they had been forced to live in is now gone. In its place stands a cozy private dorm room that is perfect for living. Their old prickly straw bed that caused them so much discomfort is no more. A new soft memory foam bed now cradles them in what looks like perfect comfort. They no longer have to do their homework uncomfortably

While sitting on the floor. A proper study desk and chair now allow their academic work to progress smoothly. The old crumbling walls and floor, which were once full of holes, are gone. The entire space is now sparkling clean with no more drafts or creepy crawlies. Guard then gestures for them to look at another new addition he has made. The seniors wonder what more he could have possibly added to their new room. Their faces contort with overwhelming emotion, Tears of pure joy streaming down their cheeks. Guard reveals a brand new bathroom and they rush towards it

in absolute ecstasy. Guard's seniors ask if he really accomplished the renovation with his magic. The blonde boy admits he has never heard of magic capable of such a feat. With a subtle smile, Guard's expression remains unreadable for a moment. He cheerfully confirms his status as a lowestranked student, scratching his head. Overjoyed, his Seniors embrace him, asking if they can call him master artisan. The grand spires of the Ramilian Magic Academy stand against a bright sky. Yuri and Sasha approach guard in a study area, asking what is going on. They find him surrounded by a shocking

amount of books and scrolls. Yuri exclaims she would never finish reading them, even in a lifetime. Guard explains he is researching a certain spell and borrowed the materials. The girls are stunned That the library allows borrowing so many books at once. Sasha looks at Guard, her expression filled with genuine worry. She points out the dark bags under his eyes, asking if he has been sleeping. He admits he hasn't, driven to progress his research as much as possible. His friends exchange a look, their concern for his well-being growing. Sasha asks him why he is pushing himself

so incredibly hard. Guard's eyes are filled with a deep, Unwavering determination. Placing his hand on the book, he states this research is his very purpose here. Sasha argues that such advanced research should be a teacher's job, not a students. With visible anguish, he insists that he must be the one to do this research. He reveals his research is on a spell that is considered forbidden by the world. A memory begins in a sunlit forest. A voice telling someone not to get carried away. A young Girl named Era joyfully declares she is an adventurer walking an

unpaved road. She thanks her older brother, a young guard, for bringing her to the forest. Young guard smiles warmly, expressing his happiness that she is having fun. In his past life, he reveals he had a precious sister named Era. Era gently pets a small dark creature while he watches over her. He recalls placing a flower in her hair, remembering how important she was. Era once again Proclaims herself an adventurer, brandishing a small stick like a sword. She declares that she muster her courage and continue to move forward. Turning back, she looks at her brother with

a slightly questioning expression. Their idyllic adventure is terrifyingly interrupted by a monstrous, hulking werewolf. Young guard's face is a mask of pure shock as he stammers about the monster. The beast snars, its lips peeling back to reveal a m of sharp Yellow teeth. Era whimpers his name, clutching his shirt as he stands protectively before her. Despite his own fear, he promises his sister that he will protect her. She tearfully agrees, placing her trust in her older brother. He clutches a crude piece of wood, a pathetic weapon against the formidable beast. Standing on a cliff, he

unleashes a fireball spell at the monster below. The werewolf easily sidesteps the fiery projectile with prednatural speed. Its Eyes glow with rage as it glares up at the two children. Guard grits his teeth in frustration, resolving to try one more time. He is caught completely by surprise as the beast moves with impossible speed. In a blur, the werewolf strikes him, sending him flying backward through the air. Era screams his name in pure terror as he is thrown from the cliff. He tumbles to the ground amidst the bodies of other fallen children. Dazed and bleeding, he

Struggles to get his bearings after the brutal blow. His shock turns to fury as he sees the monster now targeting Era. Era screams as the beast lunges toward her. Now completely defenseless. A magical blast intercepts the monster just in time, stopping its attack. The werewolf growls, its assault thwarted for a brief moment. Guard charges forward, placing himself between his sister and the beast once more. Blood streaming down his face, he screams at The monster not to touch Era. The werewolf lets out a deafening, earthshaking roar in response. He yells for Era to hurry up and

run to safety while he holds it off. She looks back, scared, but understanding his urgent command. He thinks this should be an opponent even his younger self could fight. However, the blood from his head wound begins to block his vision. The ruthless predator seizes the moment of his distraction to strike. He realizes The monster was not kind enough to let the opportunity slip by. Era's face contorts in a mask of sudden, unspeakable horror. Guard watches, helpless, as the devastating blow lands with a sickening thud. The world seems to go silent as the attack connects. His

eyes go wide, pupils shrinking as blood splatters across his face. He looks down, his world completely shattering in an instant. The werewolf's massive clawed hand drips with fresh dark blood. His face streaked with blood and tears crumples in disbelief and grief. In a puddle of blood lies his sister Era, her small body still. He kneels in the dirt, whispering her name in a hollow, broken voice. His grief transforms into an inferno of uncontrollable rage. Looking from her still form to the monster, something inside him snaps. A primal scream of pure agony tears from his throat.

He unleashes a relentless barrage of fireballs upon the beast. The Werewolf howls in pain as the spells slam into its body. Overwhelmed by the ferocious assault, the wounded beast whimpers and flees. Guard stands panting, his body trembling with exertion and emotion. His eyes are filled with tears and utter exhaustion. As a cold rain begins to fall, he calls out Era's name one last time. His expression is one of utter vacant despair. His strength finally gives out in the pouring rain. His knees buckle And he collapses to the muddy ground. He has left a solitary figure

kneling over his sister's body. His anguished scream is lost in the vast indifferent forest. The tragedy unfolds under the cold, weeping sky. From that day forward, he immersed himself in researching magic. It was the only way to keep himself from completely falling apart. His research steadily produced results and his power grew. He continued to hunt monsters to further refine his skills. Before he Knew it, he had become a revered sage. Yet, he could not complete a spell to resurrect the dead. He thought it might be possible with future magic technology. Therefore, he chose to reincarnate

into a new era to continue his quest. In the present, he finds the books contain only known content. Worse, materials from his own time are marked as indecipherable. He wonders if his plan was foolish, apologizing to Era for the delay. His friends are startled by The name, asking who Ara is. The school bell rings and he quickly changes the subject. Elsewhere, Yuri and Sasha discuss a powerful new rival. As they head to class, a teacher notes that everyone seems to be present in the classroom. She announces that classes will begin today, telling students to keep

up. A woman with long red hair has a sudden moment of realization. In class, the teacher summons the student guard to her research room. His friend Yuri asks what he did to get called out so soon. Guard watches with a worried expression as the teacher leaves the classroom. She glances back with a subtle enigmatic smile on her face. A beat of sweat forms on guard's brow as he remains silent and anxious. Later, he knocks on the research room door and is told to enter. He announces his presence as he walks into the room where she

is waiting. She welcomes him, inviting him to sit as she has something to discuss. Guard takes a seat, his expression tense and wary of the meeting. With a small smile, she announces she has a question for him first. She leans forward, her gaze intense, and asks who he really is. Guard's eyes widen as he realizes she is suspicious of his identity. He resolves to keep the secret of his past life as a sage hidden. He calmly explains that he is just a commoner who was formerly a servant. Her eye narrows slightly as she skeptically accepts

his answer for now. She recalls him using an advanced copy spell the day before. The teacher points out that he used advanced magic during class. A flashback shows him reading a book observed by his teacher. She states that she has never heard of a commoner using such magic. Guard understands with a jolt that she has noticed his unusual power. She then brings up the matter of the test from the previous day. She reveals his test papers, explaining he scored beyond full marks. Guard's Expression becomes more guarded as he listens to her findings. He cuts to

the chase, asking her what her point is in all this. Her expression turns serious as she prepares to reveal the true danger. She asks if he has met the headmaster, which he confirms. She explains the headmaster's deep-seated prejudice against commoners. In this academy, she concludes, "Competent commoners are not allowed to exist. Guard's eye widens slightly as the grim Reality of his situation sinks in." He quietly processes the terrible truth of the academyy's politics. She laments that she also did not expect to face banishment. She regrets reincarnating, feeling her research is now stalled. Suddenly, she bows

deeply, declaring she will report him as a failure. Guard can only sit in stunned silence at her bizarre declaration. He lets out a quiet sound of pure confusion at her strange behavior. She straightens up, explaining He'd be expelled if his true power was known. Her demeanor shifts to frustration as she complains about the headmaster's attitude. She dismisses her previous act and prepares to state her real intentions. Placing her hands on his shoulders, she promises him she is his ally. She reveals her plan to get him promoted so the headmaster must accept him. Guard looks at

her, surprised by her sudden declaration of support. Relief washes over him as he Realizes he was overthinking the danger. She playfully insists he stay and teach her magic, calling him sensei. Sometime later, guard size in relief as she finally releases his arm. He realizes with a start that the entire school day has already passed. As he stands in the empty classroom, he is surprised by two figures. His friends Yuri and Sasha confirm they were waiting for him to finish. Yuri explains they were worried when he didn't return to the classroom. Sasha asks with genuine concern

if he is all right after the long meeting. Guard explains that he was simply teaching Ala sensei some magic. Both girls react with synchronized shock, questioning who he was teaching. He looks at them confused by their extreme and sudden reaction. He asks if Elia sensei is famous, which they enthusiastically confirm. Sasha explains that she is a leading authority on magical formulas. Guard admits that he hadn't expected his teacher to be so Renowned. Yuri remembers that his long absence means he missed all of his classes. The two girls eagerly crowd around his desk, offering to catch

him up. Overwhelmed by their enthusiasm, guard quietly agrees to their help. Sasha becomes confused as she tries to explain the lesson material. She realizes with frustration that she is the one being taught instead. Yuri teases her, surprised she has survived this long being so bad at it. A Flustered Sasha begs to stop for the day, but Yuri playfully refuses. Watching their light-hearted bickering, a genuine smile appears on guard's face. His friends notice immediately, expressing their relief that he finally smiled. They explain that they were worried because he seemed troubled all morning. Together, they declare that

they are his allies and he can rely on them. Guard is visibly moved by their sincere and heartfelt declaration of Friendship. Looking down with a gentle smile, he quietly thanks them for their support. He reflects that unlike 600 years ago, he now has reliable allies. With renewed determination, he makes a silent vow to someone named Era. The scene shifts to the grand home of the Trey Count family. An enraged Count Trey confronts his son, Lotto, about failing his exam. Lotto tearfully blames his failure on that guy, referring to Guard. He kneels before his father, claiming

he Lost because Guard used dirty tricks. The count freezes, shocked at the mention of Guard's name. He realizes Guard's success proves his strength against the demon beasts. His expression hardens with a grim and terrible understanding. Lotto looks up, confused and scared by his father's sudden change. The count coldly asks why Lotto returned instead of the capable guard. Lotto questions why his father is even speaking of someone lower than trash. The count explodes in fury, grabbing his son and roaring at him to shut up. He steps back, preparing to deliver a harsh judgment upon his son,

Lotto. He sees, lamenting that he made the mistake of trusting his son's words. He demands to know if Lotto can defeat the monsters infesting their land. Lotto tearfully admits his failure is because he banished guard. The count banishes his own son, screaming for him to get out immediately. Lotto looks up in Disbelief, tearfully asking if his father is serious. The massive iron gates of the estate close, sealing Lotto's fate. Stumbling away, Lotto vows that he will never forgive Guard for this. He screams Guard's name, consumed by a rage that will last for generations. Guard's narration

explains his new routine since meeting Alia sensei. In exchange for teaching her magic, he gains access to her private library. He spends his after school Hours pouring over her rare collection of books. Through their conversations, he has come to understand two crucial things. The first is that the magic power of individuals has greatly decreased. As a result, most people are now only able to use intermediate magic. Only a select few like teachers and top students can use advanced magic. He worries that he stood out too much by using advanced magic in the exam. The second

thing he has come to understand Concerns Alia sensei herself. Guard's internal thoughts praise his teacher as a true expert. He sits with a book wishing he could consult her on his research. Suddenly Aia leans in very close startling him with her presence. She asks him directly what kind of research he has been conducting. Caught off guard, guard stammers, unable to give her a clear answer. His mind flashes to the fact that resurrecting the dead is a great taboo. He worries That involving his respected teacher could cause her serious trouble. Trying to deflect, he claims he

is just reading books on different subjects. She notices his hesitation and asks if something is the matter. Her gaze sharpens, clearly not believing his flimsy excuse. She then lists the very specific interconnected subjects of the books he chose. Her expression is serious as she continues her line of questioning. She points out that he is focusing on one Very specific field of study. His hesitant tone, she notes, has also given away his deception. Standing before him, she asks if he is attempting to break a taboo. Guard's eyes widen, shocked that he has been completely found out.

Ella's expression remains somber, awaiting his honest response. A beat of sweat trickles down his temple as he grapples with the truth. He internally admits that his teacher is far too sharp to be deceived. With his hands gripping a Book, he hesitantly confirms her suspicions. Surrounded by books, he finally confesses his research into resurrection magic. Ella confirms that she had suspected as much all along. Guard looks at her with a serious expression, awaiting her judgment. She begins to explain the immense gravity of reviving the dead. Such an act, she states, is akin to bending the very

laws of nature. It is effectively a declaration of war against God. She Warns him that he might lose something important in the process. She then asks if he possesses the resolve for such a great sacrifice. Guard starts to explain his motivation, beginning with his younger sister. He recalls to Elia how energetic and fun his sister always was. A memory of her bright smile shows how precious she was to him. His expression darkens with pain as he recalls the tragic event. He confesses to Elliot that his sister died because of him. His Eyes burn with conviction

as he continues his heartfelt explanation. He tells her that he simply wishes to see his sister once more. He declares his belief that he would lose anything for that chance. Ila's eye is shown in closeup, her expression unreadable. She prefaces her next words by stating it is her personal opinion. With a clenched fist, she declares that rules are meant to be broken. Guard is completely stunned by her unexpected rebellious Statement. Acknowledging his resolve, she offers her full cooperation in his research. He is still processing her surprising and supportive change of heart. He worries that researching

a taboo could put her position at risk. She dismisses his concerns, confident she is careful enough not to be caught. With a chuckle, she notes valuable discoveries are found outside common knowledge. The scene transitions to a beautiful dark sky filled with stars. Guard walks down an empty school hallway, realizing he stayed too long. He glances into a classroom, his attention caught by a figure inside. He sees the blonde girl, Yuri, sitting alone at a desk. Yuri looks down thoughtfully, completely unaware of his presence. Entering the room, guard calls out her name, startling her badly. Her

head snaps up, her face flushing with surprise and embarrassment. She is completely caught off guard by his Sudden appearance. Her shock is immense as she lets out a silent wide-eyed gasp. Stuttering his name, she asks what he is doing in the tech room. In her panic, she bumps her desk, sending a bracelet rolling off. She lets out a panicked cry as her project tumbles to the floor. Guard explains he saw her while returning from Aaliyah's research room. He looks down at the fallen bracelet with a curious expression. As he bends to pick it up, she

frantically tells him Not to. He examines the bracelet, impressed by its intricate craftsmanship. He holds the ornate item in his hands, identifying it as a bracelet. Yuri, blushing furiously, confirms that it is indeed a bracelet. He notes that the bracelet seems far too large for her own wrist. He then asks if it could be a present intended for someone else. Overcome with embarrassment, Yuri is unable to form a coherent response. He kindly compliments Her hard work. Sure, the recipient will be happy. Yuri is immensely relieved he didn't press her on the recipient's identity. Guard's sharp

eyes notice another small detail on the bracelet. He points out an empty slot, asking if she plans to place something in it. She confirms her plan, but admits the item she needs is hard to find. Guard asks what this certain thing she is looking for might be. She asks him if he knows about magic stones, which he confirms. A Diagram explains magic stones are rare gems that enhance equipment. Yuri explains she wants to attach one as a good luck charm. Guard listens thoughtfully, now understanding her goal completely. He points out that getting one requires defeating

a lot of monsters. He reminds her that academy rules prohibit fighting monsters without permission. A small diagram shows this rule is for the students safety. Yuri laments that she can't get permission And can't afford to buy one. She looks downcast, feeling she won't get a magic stone anytime soon. She expresses her disappointment, wanting to finish the gift quickly. Guard listens to her plight, his expression thoughtful and serious. Yuri looks dejected, her plan having reached a dead end. With a smirk, Guard proposes they go defeat monsters right now. Yuri is shocked, reminding him that it is

against the rules. Guard, echoing his teacher, declares that rules Are meant to be broken. Yuri stares, her expression a mixture of fear and surprise. She voices her concern about the danger, but he reassures her. She is still uncertain, weighing his promise that she will be safe. He tells her that the final decision is ultimately up to her. She looks at him, her expression hardening with a newfound resolve. Clutching the item she was working on, she begins to answer him. With firm conviction, she states that she honestly Wants to go. Guard nods, accepting her decision with

a small, confident smile. He declares the matter settled and begins casting a spell to leave. He announces he will align the coordinates to a monsterrich area. A massive glowing transition magic circle materializes before them. Yuri shields her eyes, overwhelmed by the spell's brilliant light. Guard explains they can teleport by stepping through the magic circle. A look of firm resolve mixed with slight Anxiety appears on Yuri's face. Standing before a glowing magic circle, she informs Guard that she has a request. She clutches her chest, pleading for him to let her fight the monsters alone. Guard turns

his head, his expression one of quiet surprise at her bold plea. He questions her certainty, offering to provide his assistance in the upcoming fight. From across the room, she firmly refuses, insisting she wants to accomplish this herself. She explains Her belief that a gift is more meaningful if made with her own effort. Guard listens to her heartfelt explanation, his expression thoughtful and understanding. She acknowledges that by having him teleport her, she is already relying on his power. With a determined look, she asks to handle the rest without his further help. He looks down at her

as she bows her head, her plea hanging in the air. He recognizes her strong resolve and the importance of The gift she is making. With a small, understanding smile, he quietly agrees to her request. Her face lights up with a mixture of surprise, relief, and gratitude. Guard announces their departure and Yuri enthusiastically agrees to go with him. A brilliant blinding and flash of light signifies the activation of the teleportation spell. They are pulled through the magic circle, the world around them distorting into light. Their expressions are Serious and focused as they travel through the magical

portal. The portal deposits them in a small clearing deep within a dark forest. He explains he teleported them away from the monsters to avoid being surrounded. He indicates the direction where the monster's presence can be felt. His hand gestures towards the dense, untamed woods ahead of them. Yuri's face shows surprise and unease at the lack of a clear path. She questions how they will proceed, noting The absence of any road. He confirms that they are in a deep forest, a place few people can reach. He turns to ask Yuri if she believes she can handle

the challenge ahead. A large plump caterpillar inches its way across a leaf nearby. A menacing spider sits in the center of its intricate dewy web. A small dark leech is seen attached to her leg in the grass. Her face drains of color. Her expression a mask of pure sweatdrenched horror. Sweat beads on her Face as her eyes go blank with terror. Her features are sketched in rough lines, conveying her absolute revulsion. Overcome by fear, she instinctively grabs onto guard's arm for support. He looks down at her, startled by her sudden and fearful embrace. She quickly

lets go, apologizing profusely and explaining she acted without thinking. A beat of sweat rolls down her cheek as she regains her composure. She clenches her fist, reminding herself not to Depend on guard strength. Standing tall, she insists that she is fine and ready to proceed. His expression sharpens as he senses their targets are just ahead. They walk forward together, the atmosphere tense with anticipation. Yuri asks guard if this is it, and he quietly confirms her suspicion. Before them looms the dark, gaping maw of a dungeon framed by gnarled trees. The trees are bizarre and menacing,

covered in thorns and strange eyelike patterns. Their long Shadows stretch before them as they walk toward the dungeon's entrance. Their expressions are grim and focused as they prepare to face the unknown. She murmurs that this is her first time ever seeing a real dungeon. He looks on, confirming that she is correct in her assessment. He begins to explain that in short, a dungeon is an underground labyrinth. He elaborates that they can be either natural formations or artificial structures. Countless glowing eyes stare From the darkness as he calls it a monster's den. Her face pales and

she begins to tremble at the palpable danger ahead. She instinctively grabs his jacket, her fear evident in her tense posture. Guard's profile is calm and composed, a stark contrast to her fear. He stands before the dark entrance, reassuring her that she need not be afraid. He smiles, confidently, stating that there are no powerful monsters inside. She looks at him with surprise, Asking how he can possibly know that. He begins to explain it's through his sag, but quickly catches himself. He changes his explanation, claiming it's wellknown, one can tell via muscle power. She marvels that muscles

are allpurpose as he nervously suggests they go inside. Their shoes cross the threshold from the grassy outside to the stone floor within. They walk into the darkness, leaving the dim light of the forest behind. A beat of sweat appears On her face as she scans the oppressive gloom. Guard's expression is serious and watchful as they enter the dark cavern. He begins to say something, his voice cutting through the silent darkness. She notes how dark it is inside the dungeon, her voice laced with unease. She stops him, insisting she will use magic to brighten the area.

A small glowing orb of magic forms in the palm of her hand. With a cry of light, a brilliant sphere of illumination erupts from her hand. The new light source floats in the air, revealing the cavern's rough walls. Feeling reassured by the light, she declares her readiness to fight monsters. Guard's expression suddenly sharpens as he senses an immediate threat. He shouts her name, urgently telling her not to move any further. A thick, viscous substance begins to drip down the side of her face. The disgusting liquid splatters over her hair, face, and uniform. Her pupils Spiral

with confusion and revulsion as she is drenched in slime. He points upward as she panics, demanding to know what the substance is. A monstrous slime creature hangs from the ceiling, its form a grotesque skull. The gelatinous body of the creature begins to detach and drip to the floor. She mutters about how slimy it is, her face contorted with revulsion. He calmly identifies the quivering mass before them as a blue slime. He informs her that it is a Low-level water elemental monster. He explains that destroying its core is the key to defeating it. She clenches her

fists, promising to do her best in the fight. His expression darkens as he warns her not to let her guard down. He bluntly tells her that she could still die if she isn't careful. His gaze is serious as he starts to describe the slime's attack method. He explains what would happen if the slime's gooed her face. A horrifying image shows someone Suffocating while struggling in agony. Her eyes go blank with terror, sweat beating on her horrified face. She admits she didn't want to know that, her motivation beginning to fade. Looking down, a single beat of

sweat rolls down her cheek as she considers. Her fear gives way to a fierce determination as she declares she will fight. She is sure that overcoming this challenge will make her more confident. She unleashes a massive fireball spell, a vortex of Flame and magic. The fiery spell slams directly into the gelatinous body of the slime. The force of the explosion sends ripples through the creature's form. The fireball detonates, engulfing the blue slime in a burst of energy. Her expression is one of pure disbelief. As she sees the aftermath, she realizes her mistake as the slime

wobbles but remains largely intact. He calmly reminds her that fire magic is ineffective against a water elemental monster. Immobilized on The ground, Yuri cries out an alarm as the slime overtakes her. She looks up in confusion, questioning when the creature managed to get her. The monster launches a barrage of smaller projectiles, causing her to yelp in surprise. Guard watches the scene with a concerned expression, a beat of sweat on his brow. His thoughts reveal that low-level monsters typically attack more directly without such cunning. With growing unease, he concludes that something is Fundamentally wrong with this

dungeon. Drenched in under fire, Yuri silently endures a constant assault of slime projectiles. The narrative explains the blue slime's water elemental nature and its ability to change form. Her feet are shown completely trapped, her movements restricted by the creature's goo. She desperately wonders what she should do in this difficult and overwhelming situation. Guard observes her predicament, his expression tense and Thoughtful as he analyzes the battle. Cutting through her panic, he shouts for her to prioritize stopping the enemy's movements. Yuri affirms his command, her mind racing to formulate a new strategy. She realizes that a direct

frontal approach will be blocked by the constant barrage. A plan forms to ensure she can halt the creature's movements effectively. With a look of fierce determination, a spark of insight flashes in her eyes. She knows exactly What she must do to turn the tide of the battle. Unleashing her magic, she casts a freeze spell, targeting the ground around the monster. Guard watches her successful gambit. A small approving smile on his face. The blue slime is shown completely trapped. its movement sealed by the jagged ice. With the monster immobilized, Yuri prepares to deliver the powerful finishing

blow. She unleashes a massive volley of Green Arrow projectiles from a magic circle. The overwhelming attack slams into the frozen monster, shattering its icy prison. The creature's gelatinous body is torn apart by the storm of magical shards. Its remnants dissolve, leaving behind two brightly glowing orbs on the cavern floor. In the quiet aftermath, the last vestigages of the monster sizzle into nothingness. Yuri stands in a state of dazed disbelief, whispering that she has won. Elsewhere, a mysterious witch observes the victory. Two bound adventurers behind her. She clenches her fist, deciding she needs to give the

victors a reward. Back in the cavern, Yuri is startled to find a valuable item has dropped. She expresses her utter confusion at the unexpected reward. The large shimmering magic stone is revealed. A rare drop from a single monster. Guard suggests they should end their expedition here, much to Yuri's surprise. He confirms his decision, his expression serious and unwavering. The Monster's unusual movements, he explains, indicate something is definitely off. His senses are on high alert, a feeling of paranoia washing over him. He confides in her that he has the unsettling feeling they are being watched. His

priority is her safety. So he declares their goal accomplished for the day. Yuri looks at him, her expression shifting into something more enigmatic and knowing. She agrees with his decision, noting that it is getting Late. He offers to teleport them directly to their dorm, and she thanks him. As he casts the spell, Yuri watches him with a calculating, unreadable gaze. She silently clutches a small pouch to her chest, her thoughts hidden. Afterward, Yuri reflects that she could not have won without Guard's crucial advice. She clutches an ornate bracelet, frustrated that he ended up saving her

again. Though she has the magic stone, she questions if she is worthy to give Him the gift. Her expression is somber as she contemplates her own perceived weakness. A small comical version of herself appears, waving its arms in agitation. She decides firmly that she cannot give him the bracelet just yet and must wait. With new resolve, she vows to give it to him only after she has grown stronger. Her vision is of a future where she can stand proudly by his side. She imagines a time when she can be of help to him as well.

The Bracelet becomes a tangible token of her vow for future strength and partnership. The mysterious witch holds a wine glass, expressing disappointment that her target is leaving. She had expected him to be foolish like the other adventurers she has captured. Her thoughts reveal she believed he would be blinded by the promise of a reward. In her dark lair, she sits surrounded by her ins snared, helpless victims. Dismissing her disappointment, she decides to save the Main dish for later. One of her captives cries out in agony as the thorny vines tighten their grip. The witch's wine

glass is shown splattered with blood from her brutal actions. She tastes a faint wisp of magical energy. Recognizing her target's signature, an adventurer leader aggressively berates his porter, Lotto, for being too slow. Lotto, a banished former noble, struggles under the weight of a massive backpack. He pants heavily, sweat Pouring down his face as he stammers an apology. The leader scratches his head, expressing his annoyance with the slow porter. He cruy reminds Lotto that he saved him from homelessness and gave him a job. He threatens to banish Lotto again if he doesn't work harder. Humiliated and

powerless, Lotto can only mutter curses under his breath. He tries to bolster his crushed spirit by reminding himself of his noble heritage. Startled by the leader's shout, he snaps To attention and stammers his compliance. He shouts his promise to do his best. As the party ventures deeper into the woods, the quiet female member of the party notices something in the distance. She gets the leader's attention, pointing towards what she has spotted. Before them is a swirling vortex of darkness, the ominous entrance to a dungeon. The party of four stands at the edge of a clearing,

gazing at the portal. Lotto watches with apprehension, His hand gripping the strap of his pack. The leader's greed takes over as he declares that he can smell treasure. The party agrees to split their findings and charges forward with excitement. Inside, the leader conjures orbs of magic, blasting skeletal monsters. The female mage unleashes crackling bolts of lightning upon their foes. The brrawy warrior swings his weapon, crushing a large reptilian creature. Lotto scrambles to collect loot, his role Purely that of a beast of burden. The battle is shown in a dynamic vertical panel of action. After the

fight, the leader pants from exhaustion, his face strained with effort. He remarks that even the lowrank monsters were surprisingly tough. A triumphant mood settles over the group as they inspect their spoils. The leader warrior and mage share satisfied smiles, holding their bag of loot. He proudly displays a glittering pile of magic stones, Declaring they'll be rich. They begin to fantasize about their rewards. Dreaming of buying houses, the warrior imagines a cozy home with a garden of his own. The mage envisions a grand house complete with a canopy bed and a personal butler. The leader plans

to build a downtown house with a tavern for daily parties. Lotto listens, a hopeful and eager expression on his face. He timidly shares his own dream of a luxurious mansion with a statue of himself. The Other three adventurers stop smiling and turn to stare at him with cold contempt. The leader's voices chillingly calm as he informs Lotto there is no share for him. Lotto's face falls, his eyes wide with shock and disbelief. He stammers, reminding the leader of his promise to split the treasures. With a mocking grin, the leader tells the porter not to get

the wrong idea. He holds up a single pitifully small coin, explaining his job has a fixed salary. The cruel adventurer Leader mocks Lotto, informing him his pay will never change. Lotto stands in profile, his hand outstretched, utterly shocked by the betrayal, tears of frustration welling in his eyes. He clenches his fists in impotent rage. His adventuring companions laugh cruy, enjoying his humiliation and suffering. From the shadows, a mysterious witch suddenly embraces the leader, calling him a bad man. The leader is completely startled by the unexpected and intimate Intrusion. His two comrades demand to know who

the strange woman is and where she appeared from. Lotto, burdened by his pack, watches the bizarre scene unfold with apprehension. The witch stands amidst the adventurers, her sudden presence creating a tense standoff. Placing a hand on the leader's chest, she declares her personal love for bad men. He internally questions her motives, assuming she is a lost adventurer seeking help. The leader Decides to play along with what he perceives as a seduction attempt. With a smug grin, he tells her he does not hate women of her type. The witch smiles, expressing her gladness at his cooperative

response. Her sharp nails gently trace the side of his face as she leans in closer. She whispers her intention to be much more daring in her approach. Intimately, she asks him if she can pierce his heart. The leader laughs heartily, finding her words Amusing and flirtatious. With a final chilling smile, she states she will not hold back her true power. She mockingly asks if she pierced his heart well after the fatal blow. The female adventurer cries out in horror, calling for her fallen leader. His face is a mask of disbelief as he questions why this

is happening. The witch revels in his pained expression, declaring her love for such moments. She explains her joy in making bad people suffer with Wonderful expressions. Standing over the leader's corpse, the witch remarks that the kill was satisfying. Lotto is frozen in place on the ground, his face a mask of absolute terror. He has lost control of his bladder, whimpering that he does not want to die. The remaining adventurers, a spearman and a mage, prepare to fight, sweating with determination. The female mage confronts the witch, demanding to know what her problem is. The witch watches

her two Remaining opponents with a detached, predatory gaze. She reflects on having let a big fish get away earlier. Her corrupted clawed hand drips with blood as she admits her frustration. Because of this, she decides her new victims will serve a purpose. She announces they will help her blow off some steam with a sadistic grin. The female mage, though terrified, begins to channel a powerful spell. The spearman furiously rejects her demand, launching himself into a Powerful attack. He brings his spear down with immense force, aiming to crush the witch. His face is a grimace of

pure rage and effort as he strikes. A glowing portal materializes, swallowing the tip of his spear mid attack. The spearman is left stunned, questioning how his weapon's tip simply disappeared. Behind him, his female companion lets out a pain grunt. His face twists in dawning horror as he realizes the truth. His own spear has emerged from a second portal, Fatally impelling his comrade. The witch mockingly asks if he knew her transmission spell could be used this way. The spearman is left speechless, his face slick with sweat and despair. Consumed by grief, he screams a curse and

charges at her again. His rage is absolute as he closes the distance for a final confrontation. The witch watches his desperate, furious approach with unnerving calm. A shadowy beast appears and attacks, sending the spearman flying Past a terrified Lotto. Lotto screams in terror at the sight of the spearman's mangled, bloody body. Now alone, he scrambles backward. pleading for the witch to stay away. He desperately tries to use his noble status as a shield against her. The witch is merely amused by his threat, stating she does not care for rules. She cups his face, demanding he

give her his best expression of despair. Defeated, Lotto mutters a curse, his mind consumed by hatred. An Image of guard appears as Lotto blames him for everything. The witch prepares a final deadly spell, her hand glowing with power. Lotto throws his head back and screams his curse to the heavens. He screams guard's name with all his remaining strength, the sound echoing. The witch's spell dissipates as Lotto desperately tells her to halt. Lotto is confused by the sudden pause in his execution. A single tear traces a path down the witch's cheek. She looks down, Her mind

reeling from hearing that one name. Leaning in, she intensely asks him to confirm if he just said guard. Her eyes gleam with a manic obsessive light as she prepares to act. She declares her intention to see his memories, pressing her hand to his head. A memory of Lotto screaming at Guard flashes through her mind. A chaotic montage of Lotto's humiliations and hatred for Guard floods her senses. Her eye filled with concentric rings absorbs every single Memory. She pulls her hand away, leaving a stunned Lotto on the ground. A soft, unsettling chuckle escapes her lips as

she processes what she saw. Her laughter grows louder and more unhinged, terrifying the confused Lotto. She throws her head back and lets out a booming maniacal laugh of pure glee. Her entire demeanor transforms as she addresses Lotto by his name. Lotto is shocked, stammering to ask how she could possibly know his name. She suddenly Embraces him, telling him she is truly glad they met. Lotto is completely bewildered by the sudden intimate gesture. She smiles intensely, declaring her desire for them to get along. She cheerfully offers to treat him to a meal, asking what he would

like. Lotto is shell shocked, his stomach rumbling in the tense silence. His face is a mask of pure confusion, struggling to process the whiplash. After a long pause, he hesitantly requests a hamburger. The Scene shifts to a classroom where a teacher instructs students to be seated. A group of students listen as the magic science lesson is about to begin. The teacher announces, "Today's lesson will be a training session on magic control." She singles out a student named Sasha, asking if she can use a fire spell. Sasha confidently confirms that she can. A mischievous grin on

her face. She demonstrates by effortlessly igniting a small flame on her fingertip. The Teacher, I expresses her relief with a gentle smile. She makes a backhanded comment that if Sasha can do it, anyone can. She explains that a spell's output is determined by the magic infused into it. To demonstrate, she conjures a tiny candle flame with minimal power. She then explains that adding more magic power will increase the effect. Her own flame swells into a larger, more substantial fire. The students, including guard and Sasha, watch the Demonstration with wrapped attention. At the chalkboard, she explains

the tactical importance of adjusting a spell's output. Chalk diagrams illustrate how this avoids wasting power or underpowering spells. She concludes that this is a crucial skill in an era of diminished magic. Inside a classroom, the teacher instructs her students to practice adjusting their spell. Sasha, a girl with small horns, concentrates, but finds the flame size won't change. Suddenly, her spell erupts in an uncontrolled burst, causing her to cry out in surprise. Around the room, other students are also having a difficult time with the delicate exercise. A wider view of the class shows the general atmosphere

of struggle and frustration. Observing the scene, the teacher notes to herself that everyone is struggling as expected. She reflects that magic control is a difficult sensation to grasp even for her. Her attention is Then drawn to one particular student who seems to be succeeding. Approaching a noble girl, she offers a compliment on how well she is doing. The girl lets out a soft, self-satisfied chuckle at the praise. With a smug smile, she boasts that such skill is only natural for a noble. She then grandstands, offering to teach the others while ignoring her own teacher. Her

arrogant gaze sweeps across the classroom, searching for her next target. She spots guard in front of her, Identifying him as a commoner. With a condescending look, she remarks on his unfortunate status as the lowest ranked student. She then makes a demeaning offer to teach him if he becomes her servant. Sasha starts to rise from her seat, angrily, coming to Guard's defense. The noble girl looks slightly surprised by the sudden interruption. Before Sasha can speak, Guard calmly declines the offer, saying he's doing fine. The noble girl's face contorts in Pure, sweatdrenched shock at his casual defiance.

Rendered completely speechless, she recoils from her desk, her arrogance shattered. She can only stammer, unable to comprehend the power he just displayed. Utterly defeated and humiliated, she slumps forward in her seat. Sasha smiles, thinking the girl now understands just how incredible Guard truly is. Watching from the side, Alia Sensei's expression is one of knowing amusement. Sasha reflects that Guard's power is simply beyond anyone's comprehension. She recalls the rumors of his immeasurable magic reserves during the entrance exam. She also remembers whispers that he cast highest tier magic in rapid succession. Ella's hand clenches into a fist,

her playful demeanor gone. As a researcher, she feels an overwhelming need to confirm his abilities herself. She moves swiftly to his desk, leaning in to get his attention. The teacher then asks him to Cast the spell at his full unrestrained power. Guard is completely takenback by her sudden and reckless request. He questions the wisdom of her command, asking if it wouldn't be dangerous. Elia cheerfully dismisses his concerns, insisting that it will be fine. She explains that the spell is too elementary to pose any real threat. The rest of the class watches as guard hesitates under

her intense gaze. Reluctantly, he agrees to cast the Spell, but only for a brief moment. An immense pressure suddenly emanates from him, cracking the solid wood of her desk. The sheer force of his gathering magic sends Elia stumbling backward in shock. A look of dawning horror crosses her face as she realizes her miscalculation. A beam of pure destructive energy erupts from his finger as she realizes her mistake. Her expression is one of pure terror as the spell is unleashed. The other students Scream in panic, thrown from their seats by the powerful shockwave. The arrogant noble

girl is sent flying back, her face blank with shock. Another female student is caught in the chaotic blast, her mouth a gape in fear. A male student grits his teeth, sweating from the sheer force of the spell. After the blast, a long scorched gouge is left carved into the classroom wall. Guard stands amidst the destruction, his head bowed as he offers a sincere apology. Elia rushes Over, telling him it's fine and that he should lift his head. She takes full responsibility for the incident, absolving him of any blame. She then claps her hands, suddenly remembering

something she needs to do. She informs him that she has a business trip to attend after class. Guard asks where she is going, remarking that a trip is rare for her. She explains she is heading to a dungeon in a nearby forest made of spiky trees. The description causes Guard's eyes to widen in sudden dawning recognition. He realizes with a jolt that it's the same place he and Yuri visited. His sharp exclamation stops Ellie in her tracks just as she is about to leave. Her gaze sharpens as she calls his name, her tone laced with

suspicion. She observes that he sounds like he knows something about the location. She declares it's interrogation time and summons him to her personal lab. Later in her lab, Alia erupts in shock and Anger. She furiously demands to know if he really took Yuri into that dungeon. With his head bowed in guilt, Guard quietly confirms that he did. She grabs him, scolding him for breaking academy rules and risking his life. He can only offer a meek, flustered apology for his reckless actions. Her anger softens into relief and she expresses her gratitude that they are safe. Guard

then asks why she is being sent to that same dangerous Dungeon. Ellia falls silent, her expression turning somber and serious once more. She reveals that several strange adventurer corpses were discovered inside the dungeon. Guard looks up at her shocked by the grim and unexpected news. She clarifies that unfortunately this was not a simple monster attack. While adventurers dying to monsters is not unusual, this situation is different. She explains that traces of magic were found on the Victim's wounds. Horrified, Guard realizes the deaths were the work of a human. He thinks with dread about the dangerous

place he unknowingly took Yuri. This new information explains the monster's cunning, coordinated attack patterns. He also recalls the eerie, unsettling feeling of being watched through magic. His expression hardens as a new, more troubling thought occurs to him. He realizes he has never heard of magic that can control monsters or view Remotely. As a former sage, he wonders if a mage stronger than him could exist. He stands silently for a moment, lost in his grave and disturbing thoughts. Aya begins to prepare her satchel for the impending mission. She states her plan to investigate the dungeon and

then seal it off completely. She admits it's a direct order from the headmaster that she cannot refuse. Guard looks on, his expression filled with deep and growing concern for her safety. She dismisses Him, telling him he can now go home for the day. Guard is takenback by her casual dismissal in such a serious situation. He rushes forward, pleading with her to let him accompany her on the mission. Ilia's expression shows her annoyance at his sudden and unexpected outburst. She reminds him that she just told him to stay put and not get involved. Guard remains resolute,

his expression serious as he prepares to argue his case. His eyes narrow as he Begins to explain the true extent of the danger. He warns her that the murderer is on a completely different level of skill. Ellia is momentarily amused by a student worrying so much about his teacher. Her amusement quickly fades as she seriously considers his earnest warning. She acknowledges to herself that guard strength is far superior to her own. She weighs the risk of taking a student into such a dangerous place. She deliberates for the moment, crossing her Arms in deep thought. With

a sigh, she finally relents and agrees to his impassioned request. In a bookline room, Elliot proposes they go together, and guard enthusiastically agrees. Holding up a finger, she asks him to promise her one crucial thing. She states her condition. They must retreat immediately at the first sign of danger. With a confident look, she asks if he has understood her rule. Guard adjusts his tie with a smile, confirming his Complete understanding. With their pack sealed, Ia excitedly announces that it is time to depart. A glowing intricate transmission spell circle materializes on the library floor. She proudly

explains that this advanced spell allows for teleportation to any location. With a sly smile, she then asks if guard can also use such a spell. Guard looks on with a slightly sheepish and knowing expression. He bows his head slightly, respectfully confirming that he is Indeed capable. Alia lets out an amused laugh, impressed by his incredible skill. She calls him an unteachable student as they teleport back to the dungeon. They materialize in the desolate clearing, Ellia confirming that they have arrived. She quickly outlines their mission to inspect the dungeon for clues and survivors. As they approach

the cave, guard voices a thought that has been troubling him. He questions why the academy was tasked with Investigating and sealing the dungeon. He notes that it doesn't feel like a teacher's job, and I agrees. Her expression turns serious as she explains that the situation couldn't be helped. She reveals the powerful barrier magic needed to seal it is an advanced spell. Only academy teachers possess the ability to use it, explaining their presence. Suddenly, Guard's senses go on high alert, his eyes widening in focus. He stands beside his teacher, confirming Her presence as he looks ahead.

He warns her that he can sense them as glowing eyes appear in the darkness. A massive teeming horde of goblins fills the cavern entrance before them. Guard calmly identifies them as low-level monsters, suggesting a swift fight. In the next moment, a goblin is blasted apart by a powerful force. I urges caution, warning that the monsters may behave in unexpected ways. Her expression shifts to one of keen Interest at this intriguing possibility. She muses aloud on the idea of facing irregular monsters. Her eyes gleam with excitement as she declares them a fascinating research subject. She leaps

directly into the horde, ready to begin her research in battle. A hulking goblin is struck squarely in the face by her magically infused hair. The powerful blow sends the monster staggering backward across the cavern floor. Guard watches the impressive display with a Confident, approving smile. He notes her exceptional mastery of magic, controlling her hair freely with mana. I reflects that she has not seen any particularly unusual attacks yet. Her gaze falls upon a new goblin armed with a sharp crude knife. The creature draws its blade from a sheath strapped to its leg. It hurls the

knife with surprising speed and accuracy directly toward her. The spinning blade cuts through the air, aimed right at its target. Ellia watches The incoming projectile with a calm and focused expression. She raises a shield of hair, noting it's just a normal thrown knife. The goblin glares with malicious intent, its clever plan already in motion. A bright flash of impact occurs as her hair deflects the first blade. Her eyes widen in shock as a second knife is suddenly revealed behind it. She realizes it was a faint thrown from the first knife's blind spot. The second knife

strikes her Directly in the forehead with a sickening thud. Guard looks on in absolute horror, his face pale with shock and fear. He cries out his teacher's name across the battlefield of fallen goblins. The knife clatters harmlessly to the stone floor, its attack having failed. Guard lets out a shaky, relieved laugh, admitting she was just kidding. Ellia playfully touches her bangs, remarking that it's a good thing they're long. Guard understands The mana in her hair stop the blade. Expressing his deep relief, she decides to take them all down at once before they can pull more

tricks. She calls out Guard's name, getting his immediate attention. She instructs him not to move from his spot, and he confusedly agrees. He hesitates for a moment, a beat of sweat on his face. The remaining goblins begin to charge forward in a unified swarm. Elliot reassures him that it's okay, her hair glowing with immense Power. She unleashes hair urchin, a storm of sharp spikes that engulfs the horde. The goblins are impaled from all sides by her devastating areaof effect attack. They die instantly, their bodies riddled with countless puncture wounds. Guard watches the gruesome carnage with

a grim and focused expression. Ellia lets out a quiet sigh of relief. The immediate battle now concluded. Standing over the pile of defeated monsters, she declares the job taken care of. She Playfully urges Guard to hurry, wanting to go home and groom her hair. He agrees, adding that they should try to cut down on the overtime. As they walk deeper, she notes that the monsters were not ordinary. Guard asks if she felt the same way, struggling to describe the feeling. He observes that they were far too strategic for low-level monsters. His expression hardens as he

presents a guess about their nature. He suggests it would make sense if they were being Controlled by a spell. Ilia pers his theory, her hand to her chin in deep thought. She agrees with his assessment, admitting it felt like they were fighting humans. Guard is silent for a moment, a beat of sweat on his face. She admits she's never heard of such a spell and can't imagine how it works. He is shocked that even she doesn't know, beginning to doubt his own theory. She continues to muse on what it would mean if such a person

existed. She speculates That maybe they are from an era of far greater magic. Guard's eye widens in silent profound shock at her off-hand words. She quickly dismisses it as a joke, questioning how they would even time travel. He looks away, the comment having struck a deep and personal nerve. Elsewhere, a sinister woman with spiral eyes, grins with predatory intent. Her dining companion, a startled lotto, is interrupted midbite. He asks if his unnerving companion isn't going to eat Her meal. She apologizes with a dismissive and unsettling smile. She tells him to eat without her as she

will eat her own meal later. She reveals she must deal with unexpected visitors holding a glowing charm. Back in the dungeon, guard's eye widens in absolute undiluted terror. Ellia mirrors his horrified expression, her own pupil constricting in fear. A pool of inky black shadow bubbles up from the stone floor before them. It erupts into a Colossal winged demon that towers over them menacingly. Guard questions what the monster is. sweat dripping down his face in alarm. He recalls only sensing low-level monsters during his prior visit to the dungeon. Elliot declares it's too dangerous and they must

retreat, but he says they can't. He explains that the demon is not giving them an opening to escape. The monster lunges, smashing its arm down with incredible earthshaking force. The Resulting shock wave sends Elliot flying through the air with a cry of alarm. She whips her hair forward in a desperate attempt to counter the attack. Whipping her hair like a powerful lash, I unleashes a forceful attack. Her long flowing red hair continues its powerful swing through the air. She pants from the exertion, marveling at the opponent's incredible strength. Crying out Guard's name, she anxiously asks

if he is all right. The remnants of a Powerful shattered defensive spell are all that remain. Guard stands calmly before the demon, assuring her it is no problem. His unwavering stance makes Elia's eye widen in complete astonishment. She realizes with awe that he didn't move a single step. Wondering at his power, she expresses her relief that he is safe. Guard confidently tells Aaliyah to stay back, vowing to defeat it himself. She reminds him of their earlier promise not to be reckless. With A reassuring look, he confirms he won't do anything reckless. Ella's expression is a

mixture of trust and lingering concern. Placing her faith in him, she agrees to let him handle the fight. The monster hefts its massive, intimidating pole arm, ready for battle. A shimmering hexagonal barrier materializes to block the demon's brutal swing. The impact sends shock waves and debris flying violently through the cavern. He calmly adjusts his glasses, analyzing his Formidable opponent with focus. Pointing a single finger, he unleashes a powerful magical attack. The devastating engulfs the dark demonic creature in radiance. The blinding light from his powerful magical blast begins to fade away. A solid dark silhouette remains

standing, completely untouched by the attack. Guard stares in shock as the monster fully reemerges from the light. His confident expression falters, replaced by one of utter disbelief. The Creature's horrifying visage confirms it is completely and utterly unscathed. He questions his own logic, wondering if it has light magic resistance. Deciding to escalate, he prepares to use every elemental magic he knows. He conjures a mastrom of light, dark, and wind magic together. The combined forces detonate against the beast in a cataclysmic explosion. Elia shields her face, remarking on his insane magic. As per usual, as the dust

and smoke clear, Guard stands amidst the destruction. A grim realization dawn upon him as he sees the battle's outcome. The monster is still standing, seemingly immune to all forms of magic. From a safe distance, Aaliyah expresses her disbelief at the situation. She marvels that it's completely unscathed after so much powerful magic. Guard erects another hexagonal barrier to block another powerful swing. He analyzes the situation, his mind racing for a new Plan of attack. He concludes that any direct magic attack is completely ineffective against it. A new idea sparks as he wonders about physical damage magic.

He places his hand over a glowing magic circle on the ground. The entire cavern begins to tremble and shake violently around them. The rocky ground rumbles with the force of his new powerful spell. The stone walls of the dungeon begin to shift and transform. The monster looks on, startled by the Sudden environmental change. He unleashes the spell, trapping the formidable beast. Massive stone spikes erupt from the walls, impaling the monstrous creature. Alia stammers, completely speechless at the overwhelming display of power. He explains it's a highest tier spell that impales the target. His explanation trails off,

sensing the battle is not yet truly over. With a surge of raw power, the monster Shatters its stone prison. It breaks free from the spikes, appearing to be unharmed once again. IA looks on, her expression filled with renewed concern and surprise. She points out that unlike before, the creature is now wounded. The monster's chest and shoulder now bear distinct dark wounds. A dark, viscous fluid drips from the fresh injuries it has sustained. Guard's eyes light up with understanding as a new plan forms. He realizes it's simply a matter of Lacking sufficient firepower. He deduces that

its body must be as hard as solid steel. He knows stronger physical spells exist, but hesitates to use them. He worries a more powerful spell might destroy the entire dungeon. He decides on a different, more direct course of action instead. He casts, opening a portal to his dimensional storage. Reaching inside, his hand moves past books and other artifacts. He prepares to retrieve an item while blocking Another powerful attack. His hand closes firmly around the hilt of a familiar weapon. He draws forth a simple, elegant long sword from the glowing portal. He grips the blade, his

expression now one of grim determination. Ellia looks on, her expression filled with surprise and worry. She questions his swordsmanship, but he admits he's a complete amateur. He confidently declares he'll rely on momentum and muscle power. Ilia remains unconvinced, her expression a mixture of Doubt and concern. Internally, he admits he's not entirely sure his plan will work. The hulking demon roars, ready to engage in close quarters combat. The demon's massive pole arm crashes down with immense overwhelming force. Guard swings his own sword in response, a blur of silver steel. The blade connects with the demon's hide,

but has very little effect. He is sent staggering backward by the creature's overwhelming strength. He struggles to maintain his footing Against the monster's relentless assault. A hexagonal barrier materializes, absorbing the brunt of the physical attack. Guard shields his face from the debris, sensing a new hidden threat. A massive blast of energy erupts from his side, catching him off guard. He is thrown violently off his feet by the powerful explosion. He realizes the attack came from the monster's powerful prong tail. He holds up a hand, preparing for the monster's next cunning Move. A look of dawning

comprehension suddenly crosses his focused face. He understands the demon's real attack is a swing from a blind spot. The tail whips through the air in a devastatingly fast arcing motion. He desperately blocks the strike, the impact flaring with brilliant light. The demon puts all of its immense weight behind the powerful swing. Ellia watches in horror, her mouth a gape in utter shock and fear. She screams his name as a shock wave Expands from the collision. Guard is sent tumbling violently through the air by the powerful blast. He grits his teeth using a spell to control

his trajectory. Ilia gas as a sudden brilliant realization dawn upon her. She understands he's using the momentum to teleport above the enemy. He amplifies his strength with magic, preparing for a decisive blow. He descends upon the demon, his sword poised to strike from above. His blade slices downward, Cleaving the colossal monster vertically in two. Guard lands gracefully, his attack having been executed with perfect precision. The demon's bisected head shows the fatal glowing cut from his blade. In the aftermath, the slain demon dissolves while a winged creature praises Guard's amazing feet. Guard stands somberly, his hand

resting on the pommel of his elegant sword. A closeup reveals his eye wide with a dawning and terrible realization. He points a Trembling finger at the remains, asking Elia sensei about their true nature. The dissolving mass reveals a horrific truth. It is an amalgamation of countless human bodies. Ellia stares in shock, her face pale with horror at the grotesque sight before her. A tight shot on her mouth shows her struggling to find the words to react. Shuddering, she whispers that she doesn't even want to imagine the grim reality. A human hand clutching prayer beads confirms

the Creature was made from many people. Ilia questions what kind of person could hold life in such little regard. Turning away from the scene, Guard whispers that this tragedy is his fault. He laments that if he had only realized sooner, he might have saved them. Elliot places a comforting hand on his shoulder, insisting he is not to blame. Taking full responsibility, she reminds him that she was the one who ordered the attack. She states firmly that a Student, a child like him, should not carry such a burden. Guard looks on with a heavy heart as

his teacher takes charge of the grim situation. Using her magic pocket, she promises the victims will receive a proper burial. She then urges him that for now they must quickly move forward. The grotesque, severed tail of the beast is shown being carefully collected. They arrive in a desolate cavern littered with crystals and another monster's corpse. Ellie and Guard survey the silent eerie chamber, both looking exhausted and grim. He notes they've reached the deepest level, surrounded by skulls and an empty throne. Guard sadly observes that unfortunately there do not seem to be any survivors. A pile

of human skulls at the foot of the throne emphasizes his grim assessment. Ella agrees with a quiet, somber acknowledgement of their failure to find anyone. She notes that even the master of this place appears to Be long gone. Spotting something in the rubble, Ilia begins to search for any possible clues. She discovers a large broken stone coffin and questions what it could be. Turning to Guard, she asks him what he makes of the strange object. Alia waits for his opinion, her expression one of genuine curiosity. As guard touches the coffin, his eyes fly wide with

pure unadulterated shock. His hand rests on a familiar emblem, an ornate cross in a circular design. The Image of the coffin symbol triggers a powerful and vivid memory. He recalls a solemn funeral from long ago with an identical coffin present. In the memory, a robed figure opens the coffin under a starry sky. Inside lies the peaceful sleeping face of a young woman with long dark hair. The memory shows the coffin lid being closed over the woman's still form. Back in the present, guard's eyes are filled with a grim certain understanding. He turns to a confused

Elliot, declaring that he knows who the killer is. A beat of sweat runs down his face as he prepares to reveal the truth. He announces the killer's name is Rose Matter as a flashback shows her in white robes. Guard explains that she was a mage who lived 600 years in the past. Standing by the empty tomb, he reiterates his impossible claim about the killer's identity. Ella is speechless, trying to process the idea that Guard knows this ancient mage. She Questions how he could possibly know someone from 600 years ago. Guard looks down, burdened by the

monumental secret he must now reveal. With a nervous laugh, Elliot tries to diffuse the sudden heavy tension. She asks if he is still hung up on her earlier baseless guess about the killer. Guard firmly rejects her attempt to lighten the mood, stating it was not a guess. He looks her directly in the eye and insists that there is concrete proof. Guard's Expression is one of pain resolve as he prepares to confess his secret. Alia looks on with concern, sensing the gravity of the moment. She asks him what he means, encouraging him to explain his certainty.

His gaze is firm and unwavering, his decision having been made. He understands that to be believed, he will have to come clean about everything. Placing a hand on the ancient coffin, he begins to tell her the truth. He makes a stunning admission That he also comes from 600 years ago. Elliot is utterly stunned by his words, letting out a quiet sound of disbelief. A beat of sweat trickles down Guard's face as he continues his explanation. He explains he developed a spell called reincarnation to be reborn in this era. He acknowledges how unbelievable his fantastic story

must sound to her. Ayah quickly connects the dots, asking if he and Rosematter knew each other. She is incredibly impressed by the concept, Asking him to teach her the spell sometime. Guard is left speechless by her immediate and enthusiastic acceptance of his story. He stammers, admitting he did not expect her to believe him so easily. With a playful smile, she admits that the story is indeed far-fetched. She explains that his absurd power makes the impossible seem strangely convincing. Now fully on board, she asks him to tell her who this rose matter truly is. Guard's expression

Darkens as he begins to recount their shared and troubled past. A flashback shows a group of robed figures as he explains rose matter was a colleague. He recalls her as someone who shared in his official duties and responsibilities. In his memory, they study resurrection magic together over ancient texts and diagrams. A closeup of Rose Matter's face from the past shows her focused on their work. The sage guard's past self is seen from behind, also deep in his Studies. He remembers that she somehow learned of his secret research and begged to join. The memory of his

own sister's smiling face flashes through his mind. He sensed that Rose Matter too had someone she desperately wanted to bring back. Because of this shared desire, he found he could not bring himself to refuse her. He recalls her great intuition which helped their research progress faster than ever. However, a dark and unsettling change Began to take place within her. Under an ominous sky, he explains that her motivations became twisted and corrupt. In the flashback, he confronts her, asking why she truly wants the resurrection magic. The sage and Rose matter stand opposite each other in their

shared study. With a serene smile, she asks if the answer isn't completely obvious. The sage agrees, expecting an answer similar to his own noble motivations. Rose Matter reveals her True goal, to use human lives freely as resources. The sage's robe form is shown frozen in a state of utter shock. A closeup on the back of his head emphasizes his silent, profound horror. He can only manage a quiet what in response to her shocking words. She fantasizes about creating imaginary creatures and mass-roducing magic crystals. She begins to explain the obstacles that stand in the way of

her grand vision. She scoffs at ethics and Laws, calling them mere excuses used to shut down research. She and the sage stand together as she continues her amoral rant. Her eyes gleam with fanatical light as she declares she cannot tolerate such things. She insists that emotional thinking only holds back the development of magic. A close-up shows the rigid geometric angles of the sage's headpiece. Another close-up focuses on the sharp folded corners of his ornate hood. Rose Matter leans in Close to the sage, her expression intense and conspiratorial. She argues that with resurrection magic, no one

will be able to stand in their way. She cruy states that once a life ends, it is merely trash to be reused. Rose Matter's shadowy face asks the sage if he shares her twisted, depraved beliefs. Guard's narration vehemently denies her claim, stating his disgust for her worsening ideology. The story recounts how she began robbing graves, using dozens of Corpses for research. As a guardian of order, the sage knew he could not allow her actions to continue. He decided to place her in solitary confinement, banning her from all magic research. In a flashback, guards are seen

escorting a struggling rose matter down a stone hall. She turns back, venomously accusing the sage of standing in her way like everyone else. Guard recalls the unforgettable burning hatred he saw in her eyes that fateful day. Not long After her imprisonment, a somber funeral was held for Rose Matter. Guard speculates that she might have already reincarnated at the moment of her death. He explains that reincarnation magic stemmed from their research, making her success plausible. Elia listens to his incredible story, her expression somber and filled with understanding. She asks if he has any other proof that

Rose Matter exists in the present. He points out the ornate emblem on the coffin Matches her ancient funeral rights. Holding a document, he confirms the handwriting is unmistakably hers from 600 years ago. Elliot understands the high probability of his theory, a tear escaping her eye. Guard believes the modern rose matter has sunk deeper, now praying on the living. His face hardens with resolve as he declares he cannot let her go unchecked. Ellia looks at him with equal determination, agreeing with his assessment completely. They vow to Stop her atrocities, her ancient hatred now closing in on

them. Before leaving the dungeon, Ellia and Guard prepare to seal the dangerous area. A shimmering hexagonal barrier materializes, preventing entry and teleportation into the dungeon. Guard decides to add another layer to Alia's slight confusion about her barrier's reliability. With a gentle smile, Guard begins to explain his reasoning for the redundancy. Ay admits that his concern about her Barrier strength was part of her thought. He explains that a broken barrier alerts its caster to the breach immediately. By adding a second layer, they can both sense a break and respond quickly. Ela laughs, impressed by the wisdom

of someone who has lived a second life. With their work done, she suggests they head back and Guard thanks her. He asks her to stay longer to review Rose Matter's documents for their report. A sinister elf-like woman observes their Departure through an image in her glass. She sits at a table in a restaurant with a nervous looking blonde man. A knowing, confident smirk plays on her lips as she watches the duo. She muses that her creation, Rose Matter, was foolish to charge the sage head on. Knowing Guard is now aware of her, she doubts he

will leave her alone. She turns her attention to her companion, Lotto, who flinches under her gaze. Reaching into a pouch, she prepares to give him a new sinister Task. She asks him to handle a small job producing an ornate potion bottle. The scene shifts to the Grand Ron Magic Academy under a bright sky. The sprawling castle-like institution stands as a symbol of magical learning and power. Inside a classroom, a lecture is in progress under a sign for class A. Students are seated at their desks, seemingly paying attention to the teacher at the front. Guard, however,

is completely lost in thought, staring Blankly at his desk. His mind is consumed with worry about the Rose Matter incident and Ela's report. He questions if it's truly all right for him to be attending class as usual. His friend Sasha casts a worried glance his way, noticing his troubled state. A beat of sweat on her temple shows her genuine concern for her friend. As the professor dismisses the class, she holds a book and announces it's over. She reminds the students to review the lesson content as They begin to leave. Just as Guard is about to

leave, Professor Aaliyah calls out his name. She asks him to come to her lab for a bit, her expression serious. Guard looks up, his own expression grave, a beat of sweat on his face. He agrees to her request, walking past Sasha's desk as she watches him go. Sasha's worried gaze follows him, her intuition telling her something is wrong. Guard walks out of the classroom, his back to his concerned friend. Yuri Rushes over to Sasha, trying to get her attention as she stares off. Sasha asks Yuri if she also thought Guard seemed a little off today.

She elaborates that he looked fidgety and anxious, unlike his usual calm self. Yuri's pigtails fly up as she gets an idea to lighten the mood. She jokes that maybe he just needed to use the bathroom really badly. Sasha is not amused, grabbing Yuri's face in frustration at the silly suggestion. Yuri, however, insists that guards seem Perfectly normal to her own eyes. She suggests to Sasha that she might just be overthinking the entire situation. Sasha falls silent, admitting it's possible, but her worried expression remains unchanged. Yuri's expression shifts from playful to determined as she sees her

friend's concern. A beat of sweat on Sasha's face shows her lingering deep-seated worry. Yuri leans in, a new plan forming, suggesting a course of action. She declares that if they're That curious, they can just go check themselves. The two girls sneak to the door of Iya's lab, pressing their ears against it. They listen intently as Aaliyah's voice from inside instructs Guard to have a seat. Ilia explains she reported the investigation, revealing Rosemator's resurrection and killing spree. She reassures Guard she kept his name out of it to protect him. Guard asks what the academyy's plan is

to deal with this grave threat. His expression Is serious and focused, awaiting the crucial information from his teacher. Elliot bluntly informs him that the academy is doing pretty much nothing, shocking him. Guard is confused by her statement. a beat of sweat on his temple. He asks her to clarify what she means by pretty much nothing. She reveals the headmaster simply put up a barrier, confident it is enough. Guard slumps in his chair, his head bowed in disappointment at their inaction. Ella Explains she tried her best to convey the danger Rose Matter poses to them. But

the faculty being the strongest mages feel no real threat, ignoring her please. She admits she can't blame them as they haven't seen his true capabilities. Guard listens silently, his profile showing his growing frustration with the situation. Outside, the two eavesdropping girls listen with growing horror and disbelief. They overhear how the faculty simply dump the Entire problem on Aia herself. Aaliyia laments her inability to get their support. A tear of frustration in her eye. She concludes that for now it will be just the two of them handling it. Her sentence is cut short by guard's sudden

loud sneeze, startling everyone. Outside, Yuri and Sasha gasp in alarm, realizing they have been discovered. Ilia dryly remarks that they might have two more joining their cause. In a flash, her long scarf animates, lashing Out towards the door. The scarf wraps itself around the doororknob with incredible speed and precision. The two girls are caught completely offguard by the sudden, powerful attack. They cry out in confusion as the scarf yanks the door open. A loud who echoes as they are dragged violently into the room. They tumble into an undignified heap on the floor, their spying exposed.

Guard and Alia stare down at them, both looking slightly exasperated by the intrusion. Yuri, on her hands and knees, manages a nervous sheepish laugh of apology. Sasha, still face down on the floor, lets out a pained, embarrassed chuckle. Elliot looks at the scene and dryly remarks that it seems they've been found. A vertical panel shows the intricate bookline wall of a grand study. Kneeling on the floor, Yuri and Sasha offer a heartfelt apology to Guard. Guard, looking surprised, questions why they were worried Specifically about him. Sasha confirms their genuine concern, her expression still filled with

worry. She explains that he seemed different, prompting them to check on him. The dark-haired young man listens, a beat of sweat on his temple. The woman with reddish hair asks the two girls how much they overheard. Yuri admits they only caught fragments of the conversation through the door. She recounts hearing about someone named Rose Matter and a revived witch. The Woman clenches her fist, her expression serious and somewhat troubled. Yuri asserts that something bad is happening and offers her and Sasha's help. Stepping forward, she reiterates their strong desire to assist in any way. Sasha looks

on with a determined, though slightly nervous expression. Yuri's gaze is fierce, her resolve to help unwavering and clear. The woman states her preference to not involve students in the matter. She explains her wish for Them to study, avoiding panic or danger. Yuri forcefully points out the hypocrisy, noting that Guard is a student, too. Her valid point leaves the woman looking flustered and at a loss. She turns the decision over to Guard, valuing his unique understanding of the danger. Guard looks down, contemplating the difficult choice he has to make. He agrees he is against sending them

into dangerous situations or making them fight. Sasha appears hurt by his words, Her expression downcast and somber. Yuri's face twists in a scowl, her pride clearly wounded by his assessment. He bluntly states that none of them himself excluded, could face the witch. However, he clarifies he will gladly accept their help with other preparations. He explains the need to prepare for the worst given the witch's unknown methods. Guard formally requests that the two of them lend him their aid. The woman and guard stand opposite each other, a Silent understanding passing between them. She asks if the

witch is truly that terrifying, even for someone with his skill. Guard confirms her fears with a simple yes, insisting they must prepare for anything. The woman size and resignation, finally agreeing to their involvement. She formally asks Yuri and Sasha for their strength and they eagerly accept. With the team formed, she asks Guard what tasks he has for them. Guard strokes his chin, a Strategic look on his face as he considers. The Grand Academy is shown under a bright daytime sky. The scene shifts to the same academy under a starry night sky. Later, Yuri and Sasha

embrace, exhausted, but satisfied with their work. Guard walks past them as Yuri wonders aloud if Sasha will be okay. Sasha declares with brighteyed determination that she will do her best. She happily states that she is just glad to be of help to someone. Yuri leans in With a mischievous grin, saying she knows Sasha's true meaning. She loudly teases Sasha, asking if she means she's happy to help asterisk guard asterisk. A flustered Sasha playfully grabs Yuri to silence her. She tells her friend not to say such unnecessary and embarrassing things. Guard watches their playful antics with

a small amused smile. Still restraining Yuri, Sasha offers guard a sincere thank you. He reflects that he's never had friends who treated him as an Equal. A warm, genuine smile spreads across his face as he realizes his good fortune. His friends look back at him, seemingly touched by his quiet gratitude. They both call his name, their own expressions softening with affection. Yuri starts to tease again, suggesting Sasha wants to be more than friends. Sasha quickly clamps a hand over Yuri's mouth, muffling her words. She jokes that she must seal Yuri's mouth before they can fight

the witch. Finally released, Yuri gasped for air, catching her breath. The light-hearted moment ends as Yuri notices Guard's expression has changed. She asks how he knew the Rose Matter witch had been revived. Guard's eye is shown in closeup, his expression suddenly serious and guarded. Sasha points out he couldn't have met someone from so long ago. She adds that Rose Matter's name isn't even in their history textbooks. Faced with their sharp questions, Guard Stands in contemplative silence. He is trapped between his two friends, considering his next words carefully. He closes his eyes for a moment, making

a difficult decision. Clenching his hands together, he resolves to tell them the truth. Guard turns to face them, ready to reveal everything about his past. Yuri and Sasha look on with curious and slightly concerned expressions. He opens his mouth to begin his monumental confession. Suddenly, his confession is Cut short by a vision of a shattering barrier. His eyes fly wide in horror as he realizes his dungeon barrier is broken. A powerful transmission spell erupts around him, startling his friends. He urgently explains that Rose Matter might have just appeared on the scene. His face is a

mask of panic as he declares that he has to go. Sasha and Yuri look on, their expressions filled with shock and worry. Guard's panic momentarily recedes, replaced by a Confident expression. Sasha gently taps his shoulder, reassuring him that it will be all right. He places his hands on their shoulders, promising he will definitely return. His friends watch him, a mixture of fear and trust in their eyes. Their faces soften slightly, calmed by his confident promise to them. They call out to him, pleading for him to come back quickly. He agrees, saying they can continue their

talk when he gets back. With a final, determined, "I'm off," he prepares to teleport away. A flash of intense light and energy signifies his magical departure. Guard materializes in a dark forest before the entrance to a cave. His face is slick with sweat, his expression one of pure shock. He confirms that the barrier has indeed been broken as he feared. The woman teleports in behind him, apologizing for her slight delay. Guards, still focused on the cave, ask where rose matter could be. He notes That there is no sign of her presence in the area. He

points towards the dark maw of the cave, sensing nothing. The woman looks on, her expression tense as she assesses the situation. A desperate cry for help suddenly echoes from deep within the woods. They find a young blond-haired man running frantically through the undergrowth. Guards stares at the terrified boy, his expression one of deep concern. The young man's eye is wide with terror, his face slick with Sweat. He stops, panting heavily, and recognizes the person before him. With a troubled gaze, guard acknowledges his former rival, Lotto.