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This world is nothing but a shithole.
I realized that when I was just about to turn 10.
“I will now perform a special skill development ceremony!”
A corner of the church with luxurious decorations.
A balding old man with lifted eyes declares loudly.
“What can I get?”
“I dream of becoming a knight under direct control of the king in the future, so skills like swords and martial arts are good.”
The boys and girls around me were floating around, wondering what skills they would receive.
I am very embarrassed to think now that I, Ragnus Zweigt, was one of them.
“‘Rag. I wonder what kind of skill I’ll get. I’d like a skill that makes my magic stronger.”
The one who called out to me like that was my childhood friend Felicia Neumann. My family, the Zweig, and her family, the Neumann’s, are best friends or something, and we’ve been like family for a long time. This is why Felicia and I have often played together, eaten together, and grown up together since we were little, so we are like brother and sister.
It seems that my father and her father are very excited to get Felicia and I married, but I don’t want them to ignore my wishes and proceed with the marriage without my permission. This is why aristocrats are like that.
“Shea wants to be a court magician.”
By the way, Shea is Felicia. I call her Shea, and she calls me Rag. Maybe it spread, but all the people who are close to us call me Rag and Shea.
“I don’t–I don’t have anything to say about this.”
“Oh, as expected of a child prodigy since the beginning of the kingdom. That’s what a child of God says.”
“You’re being sarcastic.”
Without a second thought I run into Shea. For some reason, the people of this school, or even this kingdom, call me child of God. The reason for this is simple: even though I’m in the elementary division, I’ve already achieved level 50.
There is a concept of level in this world.
For example, by doing sword swings, push-ups, damaging monsters, receiving damage from monsters, studying, taking classes, and all sorts of other experiences, this level will increase. And as this level rises, your muscle strength, physical strength, and magical power will improve proportionally. The speed at which the level rises and the degree of improvement vary from person to person, but for me the speed at which the level rises is off the charts.
The average level of the kingdom’s knight order is about 40. In other words, at the age of 10, I have abilities equal to or greater than those of the kingdom’s knight order. The kingdom that heard such rumors couldn’t leave me alone, and I was given two itchy names, the child of God.
“Next, Felicia Neumann.”
In the meantime, Felicia is called.
She replied with a big “yes”, then stood up and walked over to the bald old man, the headmaster of the school.
“Then put your hand over here.”
In the place where the headmaster urged, there was a large crystal ball placed there.
Skill crystal, I believe, is what it called.
It’s a national treasure that, only once in a lifetime, gives a person a special skill suited to that person. However, because the power is so strong, it is said that if the person is not older than 10 years old, their body will collapse if they cannot accept the skill they receive.
Shea knows the story, too, and her hand that reaches for the crystal trembles slightly. Well, that’s scary, isn’t it?
It takes a few seconds for her hand to touch the crystal. Then the crystal began to glow with a golden glow.
“Ooh, this is rare brilliance!”
Certainly, I also thought. This is because the brilliance of the crystal changes depending on the rarity of the skill given, so to speak, the strength. With five levels of blue, green, red, silver, and gold, the highest level of brilliance may be a fairly strong ability.
Eventually, the golden glow contracted and disappeared as it was absorbed by Shea’s hand.
“Felicia Neumann, what is the name of the skill you have been given?”
“Um, it’s called Magic Boost.”
The moment they hear this, the teachers around her begin to buzz and buzz.
‘A magic boost? That thing that the Great Sage Emperor is said to have owned?’ I’ve heard a few voices here and there.
“What a wonderful skill you’ve acquired, Felicia Neumann! Oh, I never thought I’d meet a legendary skill while I was still alive.”
The headmaster prayed to the heavens and thanked God. Is that such a great skill?
Felicia comes back looking uncomfortable. Even in the midst of it all, she was being looked at with envy by her classmates.
“Haha. I think I got some great skills.”
Smiling shyly, she sat down beside me.
“Seeing how the eyes of the teachers around me changed in an instant, I guess it’s pretty amazing. Good for you, Shea.”
When I said that, Shea smiled happily.
“‘–I wonder if I’m finally on par with Rag.”
Shea whispers something in a whisper.
“Hmm? What did you say?”
It was too small for me to hear. What did she say?
“Oh, it’s nothing.
But Shea buzzed and shook her head and laughed ahaha. Weird Shea.
“Next, Ragnus Zweig.”
After Shea, it’s my turn. I slowly get up.
“Good luck, Rag!”
In a whisper, Shea gives me her support. No, I don’t think there’s anything you can do about this.
As I head towards the Skill Crystal with these thoughts in mind, the buzz around me increases even more than the sheer buzz from earlier.
“‘Finally, it’s the turn of God’s child. I wonder what his skills are?”
“I’m sure it’ll be even better than before. I look forward to it.”
What a bunch of adults with selfish fantasies were looking at me with expectant eyes.
Honestly, it’s nothing but pressure.
“Now, Ragnus Zweig. Put your hands over here.”
The headmaster who urges me to do so also urges me with an expectant tone of voice for some reason.
His expression is smiling, as if he’s convinced that I’m going to get some great skills. I mean, he definitely thinks so.
But that doesn’t mean I don’t have expectations for myself. I’ve been called the child of God, and I secretly hope that I will shine at least red. I’d be shocked if it was blue or green.
I huffed and raised my hand to Crystal.
Instantly, the crystal begins to glow.
Is this – blue?
I’m disappointed for a moment, but right after that, green light begins to overflow from inside it.
What, what? It’s green?
Then, red light started to overflow, followed by silver, gold, purple, peach and dozens of other colors.
“What the hell is this?”
The headmaster, who was watching, could not hide his agitation.
If I were to use an analogy, I would say that the light of the crystal is the rainbow color that contains all light.
The vast number of them glowed with a dazzling light, which eventually contracted and was absorbed by my hand.
The church fell silent. Everyone seemed to be unaware of what had happened.
The one who broke the silence was none other than the headmaster of the school. He did the same to me as he asked the other students.
“So, so, Ragnus Zweig. What is the name of the skill you have been given?”
I quickly check my status.
By the way, status is a handy magic that appears as a transparent board in front of you when you think of status in your head. By the way, only you can see this.
There was a note that said.
Muscle strength: G
Physical strength: G
Magic power: G
Skill: [Level Reset].
What the hell is this? I’ve never heard of it.
“And what did it say?”
The headmaster urged me to remain silent, so I hurriedly answered.
“Well, it’s called ‘level reset’.”
And again there was silence in the church.
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