The Sword Genius of the Magic Empire - Chapter 1



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Became the swordsman genius of the Magic Empire

The end of a genius born in the wrong era was tragic.

“Enoch Elseid”

A direct descendant of the Elseid branch of the family and a genius.

An idiot with no magical talent at all.

Considering Elseid’s lineage, known as the magic powerhouse of the Empire’s border, his existence itself was a disgrace to the family.

But who knew?

The fact that his talent, which no one realized, was reaching the pinnacle of swordsmanship.

However, his talent for swordsmanship, born in the wrong era, was abandoned without being recognized by anyone.

Because in the modern-day Magic Empire, the only thing recognized was not the sword, but magic.

An era in which 90% of the entire empire’s population has become magicians, and magic has been incorporated into all fields that humanity has achieved.

Those with outstanding magical talents were elevated in status, while those without began to live the lives of the lower class.

In this way, a thoroughly meritocratic class society based on magic was established.

Because it was such a time.

A genius born at the wrong time was slowly fading away in one corner of the empire.

Enoch Elseid.

An unfortunate genius that exists in every world and era. An unfortunate boy born with a talent that the world does not recognize.

‘… … That was the kind of character he was.’

The world that served as the background for the game. .

One of the supporting characters there. Enoch Elseid.

‘Enoch Elseid was just a character who showed the reality that talent is sacrificed to the times.’

A story consumable item to imprint the background of the special game called on the player.

Even if he progressed through all the existing routes, he would ultimately meet a miserable fate as the ‘genius of the sword’.

however….

“That’s ridiculous.”

One day.

When I opened my eyes, I was Enoch Elseid.

***

“Master Enoch, are you awake?”

Outside the room, a voice was already calling him for the third time.

He hated to admit it, but he needed to sort things out first. Enoch laid on his bed, clutching his head, trying to recall his memories.

Game .

A game I’ve cleared hundreds of times so far.

A story that connects to numerous routes. Battles using various magic skills.

A variety of play styles, from acquiring companions in various ways to forming parties and devising strategies.

I was so captivated by the game’s attractive gameplay that I watched all the endings of countless routes and even diligently read the character profiles for all the characters that appeared.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is a so-called ‘old hand’.

And maybe just a moment ago, you were playing as usual, burning the night away on a holiday.

It certainly seems that way.

Up until that point, my memory was clear.

“And after that… .”

I don’t remember.

Kwak.

I clutched the pillow in my hands, feeling anxious.

The soft texture of the finish fills your hands.

It’s not a dream.

Even the pillow I was touching right now felt unnecessarily vivid.

A fucking sense of realism in an unrealistic situation.

“Why on earth?”

A mirror hangs across from the bed. I check my face reflected there again.

I’ve already checked it dozens of times, but no matter how many times I look, the reality before my eyes doesn’t change.

Pitch-black hair.

Sharp black eyes.

A boy with a handsome appearance and white skin.

Although he looked like he was in his mid to late teens, his face was easy to match the one depicted in the game.

Enoch. Enoch Elseid.

One of the names of the extras that appeared in the game.

He was a character with an extremely unfortunate fate, so I remembered him clearly even though he was a supporting actor.

That’s why it was even harder to accept that he had become one.

But the surroundings were a cold interior, completely different from the reality they already knew.

The large wooden furniture and spacious rooms are luxurious, but they are infinitely practical for an aristocratic space.

It was a scene too stark to deny the reality before my eyes.

Squeak.

Just then the large door opened and someone came in.

“Excuse me, my lord. I came in because there was no answer. Are you awake?”

When I turned my gaze there, a beautiful girl with long silver hair was standing before me.

That alone is surprising.

Even that outfit… .

“I know you must be tired, but I think you should hurry and get ready. It will be assembly time soon.”

Black one piece.

White apron.

Are you sure you’re a maid?

It was my first time seeing such a full-fledged costume in person.

Instead of answering, Enoch just stared at her blankly.

My mind was still in a state of turmoil, and I couldn’t decide how to react to the sudden situation.

“master?”

She looked at me for a moment, seemingly puzzled.

She was a beautiful girl who looked to be around Enoch’s age.

Silver-white hair wavy over delicate white skin.

Blue-green eyes so clear that they are almost dazzling.

Alluring red lips.

The soft curves are clearly visible even over the maid outfit.

‘A character with an appearance that would definitely be memorable if he appeared in the game.’

However, Enoch Elseid is one of the supporting characters who has almost no role in the game.

Moreover, it was impossible to recognize the people around him during his teenage years, even the maids.

Enoch felt a cold sweat slowly forming on his back.

This maid never appears in the game, so it’s natural that he doesn’t know her name.

However, it was very, very unnatural that the owner of this body, Enoch, did not know her identity.

A maid, a servant who is close enough to enter the bedroom without hesitation.

What is the relationship with Enoch? What should I say?

‘If we keep talking uselessly, it’s certain that it will be a perfect situation for people to be suspicious.’

First of all, I had to be as careful with my words and actions as possible, and figure out what kind of situation I was in.

At that moment, the silver-haired girl wearing a maid outfit tilted her head slightly.

“… Are you feeling unwell?”

“No. I’m just a little tired.”

I tried to explain it somehow, but the moment I opened my mouth, the feeling of alienation grew even more.

‘Natural plain.’

Was this his original way of speaking? Or was it a habit of Enoch, the original owner of this body?

At least I was lucky that I didn’t stutter.

“You must be tired after drinking so much strong alcohol in bed last night.”

As she said this, she cleared away the trays and bottles that had been rolling around beside the bed.

Apparently, ‘Enoch’ had drunk a lot of alcohol last night. Listening to him made me feel sick.

“I was a little surprised to see you drinking so much, unlike your usual manners. Should I help you up if you need it?”

“No. It’s okay.”

Slowly Enoch rose from his seat.

I put my feet on the floor and lightly gritted my teeth to stop my chaotic thoughts.

First of all, I had to do something.

If you hesitate, you’ll only arouse suspicion.

Enoch strode toward the door.

widely.

But soon, he was forced to stop his steps when the maid’s hand grabbed him from behind.

She spoke to Enoch in a calm tone.

“…Your Majesty, you are still in your pajamas.”

“ah.”

***

I changed my clothes and checked the mirror in the room again.

A boy with a cold aura stood inside the glass.

However, despite her handsome and cool appearance, her eyes were somehow calm and settled.

It was a look that made it impossible to believe that he was a boy of his age.

Was this the impression?

“Are you finished?”

Just then, the silver-haired maid I had seen earlier opened the door and came in. Enoch nodded slightly.

“You’re confusing the location of your closet? I didn’t know you’d have such a bad hangover.”

Enoch narrowed his eyes for a moment.

Just a moment ago, he was hesitating, not knowing where the closet was. He must have known that this was not his usual behavior.

Should I believe him when he says he thought it was just a hangover?

If not that….

Sarak.

But she naturally approached Enoch and simply fixed his slightly disheveled shirt perfectly.

Enoch glanced down at her as she smoothed the collar of her robe.

The infinitely transparent and cool atmosphere of the nameless maid felt distant.

That’s why it was even more difficult to figure out exactly what her original relationship with Enoch was.

“I don’t think I’ll be late. I’ll pick you up.”

In the wide hallway, many people were passing by, including other maids and butlers dressed in similar attire as her.

Yet the hallway didn’t feel cramped at all.

The castle of the Elseid family was tall and large.

She finally stopped in front of a door. It was a huge door that could fit about fifteen people at a time.

“Master Enoch, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you. Are you okay?”

The old man standing at the door greeted me politely.

“It’s been a while since I’ve seen you, Lien. The assembly will begin soon. Please come in.”

“Thank you, Your Majesty.”

She nodded slightly and took the lead.

‘Lien.’

Is this maid’s name Lien?

But suddenly, Enoch felt uneasy.

He recalled the chief steward’s words earlier.

‘… … Wait a minute. Lien, sir?’

Which chief of the household in the world would pay tribute to a maid?

Normally, when you say chief chamberlain, it would be an important position that would serve as the personal secretary to a high-ranking nobleman, right?

Enoch, who followed her in with a brief moment of doubt, encountered the scene unfolding behind the door.

There were probably dozens of people sitting around a table in a vast room.

They all turned their heads at once when they heard a noise at the entrance. They were met with a barrage of sharp gazes.

Enoch followed the instructions and entered.

It was an elegant and luxurious conference room of enormous size. It took a lot of effort just to check the faces of the participants in the meeting.

“It’s not too late. Take a seat.”

Someone said that in a quiet indoor atmosphere.

Lien bowed her head towards him for a moment, then naturally guided Enoch to his seat.

The man standing on the podium finally opened his mouth.

“Now that everyone is present, let’s begin. The head of the household has been away on a business trip for some time. Therefore, as is customary, I will be conducting this regular meeting.”

Even in this large conference room, his voice was strangely audible.

The magic of voice amplification. One of those magics that is so convenient that it almost reminds you of a modern microphone.

“There is only one most important agenda item this month.”

The man standing on the podium looked this way and suddenly made a declaration.

“The ninth rank sitting over there, Enoch Elseid. This is about his expulsion from the House.”

expulsion.

Everyone in the conference room turned their gaze toward him. Numerous eyes were simultaneously watching him.

Enoch, sensing the change in the atmosphere around him, quietly swallowed his breath.

“As everyone here knows, the customs of the Empire are fair to all. That doesn’t change even if you’re a direct descendant of the Counts.”

The man on the podium looked at me with a cold gaze.

“Enoch Elseid of the 9th rank has been a great stain on the prestige of the Elseid Count family. Therefore, appropriate measures must be taken according to custom. Anyone who has any objections, please raise them now.”

But no one came forward.

Some people were even nodding their heads as if to ask why this decision was being made only now.

“Then, Steward Grantal Skyle. Please tell me the decision.”

When his name was called, the eyes of those around him shook subtly.

─The Skyle family is an old ‘following family’ of the current Count of Elseid.

In the Magic Empire, the ‘family’ is operated through a very complex and elaborate system.

Behind the most outstanding wizards who are recognized by all, there are ‘following families’ who support them and share their goals.

Moreover, the words of the man who is a follower of the current Count have a different weight.

The will of the head of the household whom he serves as his subordinate is his will. In fact, it is the same as listening to the head of the household’s decision.

“I will tell you the decision the Lord has made.”

A man named Grantal, who had been given the floor, stood up and said:

“Master Enoch Elseid, until this year when he turned 17, has not been given the ‘duty’ that he should perform as a direct descendant and member of the Pillar House. This is due to the fact that he is still unable to use any magic even though he is about to enter adulthood.”

People nodding their heads here and there.

Enoch was inwardly surprised.

The fact that he had no talent for magic was briefly mentioned in the game, so we knew that… … .

‘… … I didn’t know it would be this miserable.’

The children of the Magic Empire’s famous magic family really can’t use a single bit of magic.

When I put myself in Enoch’s shoes as an extra, the significance of that fact hit home even more.

“The Elseid Pillar House is a prestigious family that has produced many battle magicians and commanders for the Empire. It also has a huge influence on the Imperial Army and defense industry.”

He looked straight down at Enoch and said:

“As I have already said, I have judged that the actions of Lord Enoch, who is a direct descendant, will continue to lower the family’s status in the future.”

Blatant contempt.

“Therefore, I have concluded that it is proper to ‘excommunicate’ Enoch from the family, as is customary.”

This time too, no one raised an objection. Silent approval continued.

Enoch swallowed dry saliva.

From the start, things were going from bad to worse.