How a Former Pro Takes Advantage by Doing an Easy Job

Chapter 13. From today I am a genius. (2) Apart from my personal desire, there is another reason why I am not very reluctant to study.

It's because I'm in a position where I can't benefit from learning hard.

The reason why there are no idiots who openly show hostility to me and my mother and try to harm me is because there is no need to keep me in check, either physically or politically.

Do you know what nobles who usually risk their lives in politics fear more than ghosts?

He is the son of a needlessly competent concubine, with only noble blood.

In other words, he is a deaf boy who threatens the original successor.

If I study hard, try to appeal to me as a very talented and talented man.

So how will the nobles come out?

Wow! Arel saw me. Please shake my hand! Please sign too! There can never be anything like it.

Arel? You say he's great? The reality is that I have to get rid of that guy somehow.

shit.

Can't I be a popular star?

But that's my life.

People are destined from the moment they are born.

Isn't that unfair? But that's true.

“Everyone will be happy if Allel-nim is praised for studying hard.”

Chena wants to change my mind somehow, so she works hard to persuade me.

“…is that so?”

I was dumbfounded.

I rested my chin on the window and looked outside, exuding an atmosphere soaked in melancholy.

“That is too presumptuous for me.”

“Arel-sama… Another unkind word…”

Chenna reacted with an absurd expression.

compliment? That's right, if I'm smart, people around me like my mom and Chena will like it.

“Would your father like it too?”

“of course.”

Chena replied confidently and without hesitation.

“???? year.”

But I already know the answer.

It can't be.

Did the world do well because I said I was doing my best? It's not green enough to put a stamp on it.

If I stand out too much, they will see me as a threat.

And I'll draw a knife

you've learned so much That's why, saying I can't let her live, she would aim at my neck... and then at my mother.

Just imagining it gives me goosebumps.

There shouldn't be as much as that.

Even if that happens, I won't let you go.

Therefore, I tried to use a group saying that I would not learn.

These days, I've been hanging out and living like a child with no motivation.

If I get lazy, won't you naturally expect something from me?

I thought so.

Maybe it's because of her pride as a nanny, or because she really thinks of me, it's an atmosphere that never allows me to be idle.

I guess I want to be recognized.

I understand.

I understand...

“Arel-sama... If you do this, Lyfana-sama will be really sad too.”

“....okay.”

in the end i lost

I didn't even think that I would be eaten by using a group.

In the first place, arranging tutors and managing this and that is the job of the Ministry of Home Affairs.

I can't be an exception just because I'm a bit of a jerk.

That's why you have to draw a little bit of an appropriate line.

“Sun...

I'm worried.

I can't stand out at all.

Originally, it was planned to appeal to some extent to save face as a mother.

Moreover, if I am excessively incompetent, there may be a dark cloud over our palace's financial situation again.

In the worst case, even the king might turn around.

No matter how great my true intentions and hidden abilities are, if the perception that I am a complete bop is embedded in me, people's eyes and treatment will become sleazy.

If I'm clumsily labeled as a hukou, the troublesome guys might look down on me and try to play tricks.

To some extent, I have to show that I am a child who is quite on the move.

Then, the only thing left to do is to make a choice.

I have to select a limited field that I will appeal to and sell only that.

Operation Let's succeed by digging only one well.

If it's a halfway talent that has nothing to use except for one field, at least there won't be too many people who feel threatened.

It's even better if it's the kind where my abilities aren't a direct threat.

Above all, it is important to be less intimidating and to be able to prevent people from seeing me as an easy man.

So what should I choose? Choosing a major may determine whether this life will be sweet or bitter.

There are many fields.

It can be a general study or it can be an art.

Or there are fields related to military force, such as swordsmanship or military law.

It sounds a bit pretentious, but I am confident that I can excel in any field.

Don't underestimate the former professional.

Even what I have seen in my past 100 previous lives is an enormous amount of knowledge.

Even if I open only a small part of the knowledge I've accumulated over the years, at least I won't have any problems with living on my own.

Except for some limitations or practical problems.

After all, is it okay to study?

art? I don't have any talent, but if I just copy the music or art I knew in my previous life, I can make a hit.

But that would be a bit... tiring.

A genius of lofty art? It doesn't suit me.

In addition, the third princess is already showing her talent on this side, so I have to try it.

force? This is out of the question in the first place.

You have to stand out in your strength to rank first in the elimination ranking.

Excluding magic with the same logic.

My high mana affinity must be kept a secret.

Of course, no one should know about the inner strength I have accumulated.

Of course I'm not weak enough to be eliminated, but I hate endless bloody struggles.

What remains with the method of elimination is academic.

Lazy scholar type with no stamina.

It is easy to remove and also perfect for eating using knowledge.

huh. that's the best

It was the moment when my future goals were set.

“I will become a scholar!”

I opened the window and shouted to the sky.

I feel sorry for Chena's way of looking at my eccentricity.

* * *

So, I have a new project name in my mind and voila! and took a new one.

Arell. Scholar Cosplay Operation!

It is to weave the tag tree of my life into only scholar lines.

Anyone can see that I am a cold scholar.

A scholar whose glasses match his smart impression, as if he'd be able to get away with just a gust of wind.

Even though the body is weak, the head is more extraordinary than others.

Even if I do something, ‘Oh. That kid is a genius, so it's natural for him to do this.'

I was determined to make it appear that way to the people around me.

* * *

The education he should receive as a child of the royal family began in earnest.

Speaking of education, it doesn't mean that you are obsessed with academics in earnest.

Even so, I can't teach a difficult class to an average five-year-old.

Starting from learning simple etiquette and letters, gradually building up the body to learn swordsmanship in the future.

And if you have a talent for mana, prepare to learn a little bit of magic-related knowledge.

I am no exception.

The first thing that started was to check if I had the skills to handle mana.

The wizard dispatched from the Mage Tower directly checks the mana flowing through my body, that is, my mana affinity.

“Could you stretch out your hand toward me for a moment?”

An old man with a white beard like a charming point grabs my hand and touches it.

Fortunately, it's not about molesting my palms.

What are you doing first? I tilted my head, but soon realized what he was doing.

It is the work of checking the amount of mana flowing to me and its circulation path while directly pointing to the veins flowing in my palm.

A slightly sticky feeling of mana passed from the old man's hand that touched my palm.

A thread of mana just like a spider's web.

Hmm, you're trying to use your own mana to catch my veins.

If you know the who-who-who-whoop principle, it's easy to deal with.

All I have to do is change the flow of my veins little by little and hide it.

Right now, my mana and the magician's mana are playing hide and seek.

My mana is insulting his mana.

My mana, which seems to be caught but cannot be caught. Will I be able to catch it?

....Before that, what do you like about me holding hands with this old man?

What's good about these wrinkly hands?

Could it have been more than 10 minutes?

The wizard made a puzzled expression.

“what's the matter?”

Ask me like I don't know anything. The wizard said, ‘Oh, it's nothing' and tapped the pulse again.

yeah that would be crazy

Because the mana that should be captured will not be captured at all.

I sympathized with him inwardly.

In the end, the wizard broke into a cold sweat and came to the first conclusion.

“I can't catch mana at all... Normally, there's nothing that doesn't catch me this far.”

The wizard checked again and again, doubting if his senses were wrong.

“I... can't use magic?”

is that so?

I shed a little tear.

Although I hold back the laughter in my heart.

can't laugh

Here, you have to show the face of disappointment as much as possible.

yes my first life

Let's remember the feeling of being destroyed when we realized for the first time that there is no Santa in the world.

It's kind of fun to see him struggling.

I ate too badly.

“I will check everything again.”

My heartfelt disappointment made the wizard examine me three more times to see if he felt any remorse.

However, he couldn't capture my mana until the end.

In the end, I thought it wouldn't work, so I started using a different method this time.

The magician spread his palms, radiated mana on them, gathered them into spheres, and held them out to me.

“Arel. Do you see this?”

I'm not the one to answer honestly here.

I shook my head.

mana? What is it? Are you eating?

I can't see it because I'm a good kid.

“Is that so.”

It would not be an illusion that he seemed somewhat disappointed.

Eventually, the wizard went out of the hallway, saying he had something to tell his mother.

It seems embarrassing to tell the results in front of me.

I'm a little sorry that I seem to have troubled you somehow.

I stayed with the nanny and listened to the conversation outside.

What are you trying to say?

“...Arel-nim. I have absolutely no aptitude for mana.”

As if he had committed treason, he made a final conclusion as if he had no face.

“…What do you mean by none?”

mom is upset

Ah... this is a bit like that.

“Usually, children of Arell-sama's age can sense even a little bit of mana, even if they are commoners

...

Of course.

As long as you're alive, even a speck of dust will detect mana.

“But Arell-sama…

He must be hesitant to say more than this.

“Arel's case is not caught at all. maybe.... I can't use magic at all... I think.”

Zero mana affinity.

Is it even a level where you are concerned that it will interfere with your daily life?

For reference, the only beings that can't feel mana are corpses or zombies.

....Not a living creature at all?

Was this a bit harsh?

Hiding it too well seemed to be a problem.

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