Boredsushi

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Leon was your typical guy, perceived as weak in his school because his skills hadn't awakened, even though they usually did at the coming of age. He attended the prestigious Milham's Magic Knight Academy, where snagging the top spot meant automatic entry into the esteemed position of a Magic Knight in the country. Unfortunately, Leon found himself in the lower caste, labeled the most useless student. To top it off, he was tossed into a class that served as a sanctuary for oddballs and delinquents. Yet, he couldn't care less, as becoming a Magic Knight wasn't his goal.

Everything shifted when he crossed paths with Shredica, a woman hell-bent on becoming a Magic Knight at any cost. Observing Leon's lack of ambition and his apparent detachment from the academy's pursuits, Shredica saw an opportunity. She decided to exploit him as a pawn in her ascent through the academy's hierarchy.

Yet, unbeknownst to Shredica, Leon was not the complacent, unremarkable figure she presumed him to be.


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The World Is Mine For The Taking

"Now, who might you be?" the Sword Saint asked, his sharp gaze fixed on me as soon as the guard departed.

"I'm Leon, Sir," I replied, bowing modestly. It wasn't a grand gesture, just the kind of bow any capable man could muster. "Just Leon. I don't have a surname."

"Really?" His eyes narrowed slightly as he studied me. "It's rather unusual for someone without a family name to bow like that. Most of your station wouldn't even know the faintest hint of etiquette, yet you do."

Apparently, my modest bow carried enough grace to make him wonder if I was the son of some noble.

"I just learned from the academy, Sir," I said evenly.

"The Academy does teach etiquette. Seems you're taking your lessons well enough," he mused before his tone shifted slightly. "What's your class? Since you're a friend of Johanne's, I'd imagine you'd at least be in the Gold Class."

"No, Sir," I answered honestly. "I'm actually in the Bronze Class. I'm skillless, you see."

Chapter 84 - Johanne's Wedding (1)