I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 4

On the morning of my first battle, I was absentmindedly watching the officers and soldiers bustling around in front of the castle gate from the balcony of Ortenatris Castle.

They are all soldiers entrusted to me by my father.

Looking at each of their faces, I prepare myself mentally for the battlefield ahead.

“My first battle, huh?”

It’s been twelve years since I came to this world.

In my previous life, I was just a mediocre office worker with no hobbies other than reading science magazines, but one day I suddenly collapsed at work, and when I came to, I found myself in the form of a baby, sucking on a high school mom’s br3ast.

It was probably death by overwork.

In his later years, his mental state had deteriorated to the point where he found happiness only in throwing stones into the river, but he never imagined that he would be reincarnated in another world after his death.

It is deeply moving to think that someone like me would eventually find himself standing on the battlefield.

“Shalka”

I didn’t have any significant talents, but it seems I had a talent for pushing my body to the limit.

Born into a great noble family, I was taught the tragic history of the family, learned about magical power, practiced magic with my body, and even learned how to kill a person while vomiting bl00d.

I was influenced by the education of the Ortenos and ended up being instilled with a sense of belonging.

I might be too simple-minded.

If I had said no, I could have refused, but since I always accepted everything so readily, my father, mother, and grandfather probably thought I was someone who could handle anything.

“Hey, Shalka”

That black company that stole my glorious thirties, indeed did something unforgivable.

The crime of instilling such pain resistance and mental illness resistance in me is severe.

They will continue to walk the path of a warrior without bearing the burden of my death.

It’s no use complaining about things that have already happened.

I can no longer clear this anger, but I should overcome it and step up to a new version of myself.

“Shalka, are you listening?”

So, I decided to live for love and happiness.

Since I finally got to start in a new world, I decided to make the things that couldn’t be fulfilled in my previous life come true.

It is to be with a delicate woman who hits you hard in the lower abdomen.

And live happily with that lovely bride.

Right now, the matchmaking isn’t going well, but there’s still plenty of time ahead.

I got my father’s approval for the plan to look for a wife at the academy, so my future is bright.

I want to quickly finish my first battle and then make a plan to navigate the academy smoothly.

“Hey, you! Can’t you hear Lady Elmia calling for you?”

“Huh?”

Apparently, I had been zoning out, and I didn’t realize someone had been calling out to me until a man grabbed my shoulder from behind.

When I turned around, there was a group of nobles in extravagant attire along with their attendants.

(Hmm, there’s someone I’ve never seen before.)

The faces of the nobles were all familiar to me, except for one.

One of them was a young man in his late teens with unfamiliar orange hair.

(Well, since they can enter Ortenos Castle, they must be connected to some noble family.)

In the center of them stood a delicate girl with long, white hair, as if she were the master of them all.

The girl speaks to me with a slightly sulky expression.

“Even though we’re about to head into our first battle, why are you just standing there dazed?”

The girl’s name is Elmia La Ortenos, my beloved sister.

With golden eyes like mine, long, beautifully curled eyelashes inherited from her mother, and a jawline that is surprisingly sharp for a girl who will turn thirteen this year, her unblemished white skin peeks out from between her black mini skirt and long socks.

The white robe that reaches below the knee, adorned with gold thread embroidery, exudes a certain priestly elegance.

“Ah, I apologize. I was lost in thought for a moment.”

“Right. More importantly, Shalka, don’t you have something to tell me?”

A slightly prickly way of speaking. It seems that Elmia isn’t in a very good mood.

With her left hand on her hip, she twirls her pure white antennae with her right hand and looks at me with a dissatisfied expression.

I ponder over Elmia’s assignment a bit, but I still don’t understand it at all.

“I apologize, Elmia-sama. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Think carefully. Why do you think I have come all the way to this place, huh?”

“Um, is Lady Elmia angry?”

“If you think so, then try to think about why you’re angry.”

She has a bit of an arrogant attitude, but since she’s my little sister, I can totally forgive her.

…No, that’s not it.

What on earth is Elmia so angry about?

After thinking about it in various ways, my gray matter comes up with one answer.

“Oh, could it be… alive…?”

“Even though you’re going to your first battle, why haven’t you come to report to me?”

Ah.

I did consider telling Elmia, but since we’re not embarking on a life-or-death battle, I thought it wouldn’t matter and decided not to report it.

Actually, this first battle itself isn’t that significant.

“I apologize, Lady Elmia. I thought it unnecessary to trouble you with my first battle.”

“Oh, why is that? I’m the next head of the Ortenos Marquis family, you know? Shalka has an obligation to report to me.”

“I’m very sorry, Lady Elmia. I had no idea about such matters. I will report them from now on, so please forgive me.”

I had no idea there was such an obligation.

I bow my head to Elmia, groveling.

Elmia blushed and smiled at the sight of me like that.