Roxy’s perspective.
It has been half a year since I became Rudy’s home tutor.
This child is very intelligent; although he is a bit perverted, his talent in magic is undeniable and frighteningly powerful.
The principal of the Magic University once said: Magic is omnipotent.
Although I thought this statement was a bit exaggerated, watching Rudy grow day by day, I felt that it was not impossible.
Perhaps one day, Rudeus Greyrat will become a world-renowned magician.
And I am merely a home tutor who guided him in his youth.
That’s what I thought.
But one day, Rudy suddenly asked me.
“Should I address you as Master, Teacher?” I instinctively showed a look of disgust.
“No, you will probably surpass me very easily, so it’s better not to call me that.
You wouldn’t want to call someone weaker than yourself Master, would you?” However, Rudeus immediately refuted me.
“I wouldn’t mind at all.” “I, on the other hand, dislike being called Master by someone more excellent than myself.
Isn’t that embarrassing?” That’s what I thought.
I’ve always done so.
When I left the Magic University, I said very harsh words to the person I once called Master.
Thinking about it now, it was indeed very harsh.
But that was my true feeling.
But just then, Rudy smiled and took my hand.
“No matter when, Teacher Roxy will always be my teacher, the person I respect most.” “Even if Teacher is jealous because of this, it doesn’t matter.” “Because a teacher like that is also very cute.” I was speechless for a moment.
By the time I came to my senses, my face was already burning hot, and I knew it must be red without even looking.
Ah!
I quickly turned my head away, not wanting Rudy to see my embarrassing side.
“In any case, a teacher-student relationship without accompanying strength will only make people unhappy!” I said, trying to be strong.
Rudy didn’t refute me again; he just looked at me with the same gentle gaze as always.
For some reason, I even had the illusion that I was about to be intoxicated by it… This child.
When he grows up, he will definitely marry a lot of wives.
— Rudeus’s perspective.
Shy Roxy is so cute.
Strong-willed Roxy is so cute.
Roxy in general is so cute.
Roxy is so cute when she eats.
Anyway, Roxy is just adorable.
To be able to stay by Roxy’s side every day, even if it’s just living a simple life like this, I feel like I have no regrets in this life.
Oh, no, Rudeus, that won’t do.
If you don’t work hard, God will snatch away your happiness.
On the other side.
I was learning swordsmanship with Paul.
However, while Paul’s swordsmanship talent is strong, precisely because he is a genius, he has no talent for teaching at all.
He is what you call a ‘feeling’ type.
He swings his sword by feel.
For me, who never reached advanced swordsmanship in my entire life, this was simply a nightmare.
If only I could use Battle Aura…
I’ve thought that more than once.
But the key to my terrifying magical power is the laplace factor, and the key to my inability to use Battle Aura is also the laplace factor.
Without the laplace factor, the maximum magical power would be at Sylphy’s level.
And my total magical power is probably…
ten times Sylphy’s?
It’s completely uncountable.
Except for Time Magic, I hardly ever ran out of magical power in my previous life.
It seemed a bit like a double-edged sword.
But it doesn’t matter, anyway, the deficiencies in physical fitness can be compensated for once the Magic Armor is built in the future.
Plus rare magic like Gravity Magic and Lightning Magic, I won’t lose even against a God-level opponent.
Ah.
Except for the Dragon God.
That guy is too abnormal, he can’t be an opponent at all.
…
Before I knew it, I was five years old.
In these past few years, I cherished the time I spent with Roxy, trying to create beautiful memories.
It sounds selfish.
I hope Roxy remembers me.
One day in the future, even if I don’t save her in the labyrinth, she will still fall in love with me.
As the saying goes, if you love someone, you should make her happy.
But I’m not that magnanimous of a person.
To love someone is to make her happy in my own way; that’s what I want.
And then.
One day, as Roxy and Paul were discussing my future direction, I realized something.
I’m graduating.
I really wanted to slow down, not let Roxy leave.
But thoughts are just thoughts; before meeting the Dragon God, I must let history proceed along its predetermined course, without a single mistake.
Red Dragons Jaw.
That is the only place I know where the Dragon God will definitely appear.
To fight God, I need his power.
…
Roxy led me out of the yard and into an open field.
Here, she would demonstrate Water Saint-level magic, Thunderstorm.
I’ve used this magic countless times because the Lightning Magic I’m skilled at was originally used based on Thunderstorm.
I can confidently claim that no one in this world understands Thunderstorm better than I do.
But I still looked at Roxy with devout eyes.
She stopped the horse in front of a lone tree, dismounted, and tied the reins to the tree.
Then, she lifted me off the horse.
“Next, I will use Water Saint-level attack magic, Thunderstorm, which is a magic that brings down heavy rain accompanied by lightning over a wide area.” “Yes.” “Please try to use it, imitating me.” Immediately after, Roxy demonstrated the magic to me.
Lightning roared, and torrential rain poured down.
It also struck our horse, making it smoke.
“Wah ah woo…” Roxy ran over with a green face to cast Healing Magic on the horse.
I couldn’t help but smile knowingly.
A flustered Roxy is also very cute.
As expected of my respected teacher, my beloved wife.
She seemed to notice my smile.
“Th-this, please keep this a secret, okay?” Roxy said, half-crying.
Ah!
I can’t take it anymore!
Clumsy Roxy is just too cute!
I almost died from cuteness, but thankfully I held back because today is the graduation ceremony.
I want to leave a good impression on Roxy.
…
Roxy’s perspective.
Rudy successfully cast Water Saint-level magic, Thunderstorm.
No, it wasn’t just a successful cast.
Utilizing the remnants of my previous magic, a slanted upward tornado pulled the clouds upward, preventing them from dissipating for even an hour.
In fact, making it dissipate was quite troublesome.
What kind of talent is this?
After Rudy finished his magic, I was completely soaked.
For some reason.
My student had truly surpassed me, yet there was not a hint of jealousy in my heart; instead, I smiled.
“Congratulations, now you are Water Saint-level.” I brushed back my wet bangs and congratulated him sincerely.
But soon I was stunned.
Rudeus, for some reason…
Cried.