I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 49

049 – Alteration

Duran Sword and Magic Academy, Michael Thomas.

This guy is prideful and arrogant, but that’s allowed because he’s strong.

He can use all basic magic naturally and has three attribute-specific magics, though not as many as me.

The sword techniques he wields from his gifted physique are hard to defend against, even from a defensive standpoint.

The school Michael attends, Duran, as its name suggests, emphasizes sword techniques.

Even during the entrance exams, sword techniques are more valued than magic, and naturally, the classes are biased.

At its founding, Duran was mocked by other countries. Going against the magical trend in the world was seen as regressive.

But Duran silenced those critics with sheer strength.

In the chaos of battles with both enemies and allies, magic can sometimes turn on your own side.

The person standing before you as an enemy is only during the match.

How can you cast magic on a battlefield teeming with both foes and allies?

In this environment, the students of Duran rose undefeated and gained fame.

Above all, Michael is just one of the so-called “Golden Generation.”

There’s the Vice-Captain, Louis Strauss, followed by Milica Embress.

Logan and Isaac also possess combat strength at the same level.

That’s why these guys have won multiple times in the original, and I’ve seen Michael lift the championship trophy.

Honestly, this win might not have a significant impact this time.

But to hell with that.

I’ll crush his arrogance, raise the championship trophy for Noblesse Magic Academy.

Well, that’s only natural for fans of the original.

“Winner, Weiss Fancent! With this, Mason Royal Magic High School’s defeat is confirmed, and Noblesse Magic Academy advances to the finals!”

“Did… I lose…?”

While I was thinking about that, I ended up defeating someone called “Madis the Menace.”

Did this guy do something?

“What’s happening to Noblesse Academy this year?”

“Could they be surpassing even Eva Avery?”

“Hey, that’s going too far!”

“Oh my, did you call my name?”

“U-Uh, w-wait!?”

Looking up, Eva winked at me.

Well, I can’t let her see me being uncool.

As we returned to our side, everyone was focused and ready for the next match.

Seeing Michael and the others fight so far, it was clear they stood out.

Those guys are the true “Golden Generation.” They seem to have realized that.

“Weiss, you truly are the strongest.”

“I’m not so sure. But no matter how many weaklings we defeat, it won’t mean much. Cynthia, your opponent is Milica. You must win.”

“Huh? H-How do you know? The final match opponents are supposed to be random.”

“…I just have a feeling.”

Cynthia is, of course, also part of the original match.

I shouldn’t be there, but that probably won’t change much.

Looking up, I saw Headmaster Gill, Darius, Chloe, and Milch Sensei watching me.

They might be looking forward to it, or maybe not, but it’s only natural for students to want us to win.

There’s a short break until the final match, no strategy is needed. Just crush the opponent, that’s all.

Looking at everyone around, they all had the same determined look.

Well, I’m feeling the same way.

“We’re ready! For the final match of the Noble Sword and Magic Cup, the first match is Cynthia Violetta and Milica Embress!”

When the referee called, cheers erupted.

This is the last battle. Regardless, the excitement was undeniable.

The victory or defeat is simple.

In team battles, the side with the most wins wins.

Cynthia was surprised. My prediction must have been accurate.

But she regained her focus, put on her usual serious expression, and faced forward.

No unnecessary words were exchanged. She was thinking about it.

As my fiancée, she doesn’t want to engage in a shameful battle. That’s why she wants to win—no doubt.

Ah, Cynthia.

I believe in you.

Crush her.

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From a young age, I was always taught to be the best.

Being born into the prestigious Violetta family meant always maintaining proper conduct.

However, it wasn’t a burden for me.

I, too, enjoyed aiming higher and found joy in continuously striving for more without becoming arrogant.

When I met Weiss at the dance, I initially recalled our past encounter and inadvertently used harsh words. But I soon realized he was just shy.

Through dinners, we became engaged, and we grew even closer.

Surprisingly, he possessed exceptional talent and worked much harder than me.

The impact was like being hit in the head with a goblin, and I was speechless.

However, as I trained with Lillith, I also began to grow.

After entering Noblesse Magic Academy, Weiss far exceeded my expectations and has never relinquished his position as the top underclassman.

It made me immensely proud to call him my fiancé.

But at the same time, I felt a strong urge that things couldn’t remain this way.

I didn’t want to be a woman who just stood by his side.

Sharing the same scenery, looking at things from the same perspective, is what I believe makes a suitable partner for him.

Lillith noticed my feelings and encouraged me.

And someone else as well…

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“You’re spirited, Cynthia.”

“Milch Sensei!? Why are you here so late?”

“Isn’t it natural for a beloved student to be a concern?”

“Me…?”

“If I’ve taught you even once, you’d think so. Of course, I also see you striving to be a suitable fiancée for Weiss.”

“I see…?”

One day at the training grounds, Milch Sensei noticed everything about me.

Of course, there’s nothing wrong with that. However, I had been relying on the talent I was born with.

I can’t compete with someone like Allen, and there are many people stronger than me.

Perhaps I started working hard too late…

“If you have talent, people become conceited. That’s inevitable. But the future from now on is something you can decide for yourself. Weiss is the same. It’s never too late. Cynthia, if it’s okay with me, I’ll support you as much as you need. Magic is powerful, but it’s a double-edged sword. If your magic power runs out, you can’t use it, and even with a little remaining, its effectiveness diminishes significantly. However, swordsmanship is different. You can keep fighting until your heart breaks. But Cynthia, you’re different.”

“Different?”

“Yes, you can have both. Let me teach you my secret, shock Weiss—surprise him.”

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“Cynthia, you seem to have changed quite a bit from associating with those uncouth people. Your arms are covered in wounds.”

I’ve known Milica since childhood.

We used to get along at one point, but we’ve grown distant now.

And it seems like she sees the current me in a very negative light.

“These wounds are proof of my current life. Rather than having flawless arms, aren’t these scars much more beautiful?”

“Haha, you don’t understand. For swordsmanship, wounds are a no-go. You wouldn’t know that as an ice mage.”

Milica Embress, holding her sword before me, employs astonishing speed and powerful swordsmanship.

She shouldn’t have been able to use this when we were younger, but she has likely amplified her strength many times through physical enhancement.

I’ve watched her previous matches, and they were all overwhelming.

I’ve heard that Duran Swordsmanship Magic School specializes in countering mages.

Of course, she’s undoubtedly my natural enemy.

But that’s… how it used to be for me.

“Before we begin, let’s create some distance and… What!? What’s this!? From Cynthia’s hand… What in the world is thiiiiiis!?”

Magic is a realm of imagination.

My ice magic is constructed based on the images I create in my mind.

That’s why I excel beyond the norm. That’s why I can use rare magic.

However, Milch Sensei told me to aim higher.

Exactly for this moment…

Water overflows from my palm. Gradually, it takes the shape of a sword.

With a final infusion of magic, the blade becomes covered in absolute zero, forming the ice sword, Glacies.

Just striking once with it boasts tremendous power.

Noteworthy is its extremely low magic consumption.

I am Cynthia Violetta, the fiancée of Weiss Fancent.

I am not just a woman standing beside him…

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…Words escaped me.

Everyone was surprised, but I’m different.

I know about Noblesse Oblige.

I know the original story. I know about Cynthia.

But she shouldn’t be able to use such magic.

In the original story, even in the program, magic is powerful but weak at close range.

That’s how it’s… designed.

This goes beyond mere alteration. She’s shattered everything.

…Ah, I see.

It’s conveyed through her back.

Cynthia, did you do this for me?

Though now people sometimes say she’s just there as a decoration next to me, there might be envy in their words.

And to resist that… for me…

Damn, how heartwarming.

Cynthia, you’re the finest heroine.