A Genius Boy Who Was Exiled From His Family Home for “Not Being Able To Use Magic” Becomes a Witch’s Apprentice and Masters All Magic in the Right Way. This Is How You Use Your Magic, You Know?

Chapter 106.2. Sara

The ideal image of a nobleman’s son in this country.

To achieve that, the unnecessary parts of ‘Sara herself’ were trimmed away and molded into shape.

And thus, the current Sara von Hartmann was created.

The greatest masterpiece of Illumina von Hartmann.

…Sara thinks.

The men who approach her always praise her.

They compliment her appearance, her personality, and her demeanor.

It might be a great honor, but at the same time, she can’t help but think:

Of course. After all, she was raised for that purpose alone.

There’s no room for ‘Sara’ in that. What they see is ‘something Illumina created.’

──“You’re perfect just the way you are.”

She’s heard these words countless times from the men who pursue her.

Words that might be pleasing, but to her, they’re the greatest irony.

…That’s why.

She was so happy to meet the boy who gave her a reason to change, who showed her that it was okay to change.

“…Oh, is that the end of it?”

As she was recalling, Illumina sighed, apparently finished with the ‘selection’ of marriage proposals.

But her eyes were lit with delight.

The ‘Sara she raised’ had gathered the affection of many men, and now she was in a position to select from them herself.

It was fun, and joyful, and filled her with a sense of superiority.

With an air of contentment, Illumina spoke to Sara.

“Well done. …But, there wasn’t anyone particularly outstanding today. ──How about at school? Is there anyone who meets my standards?”

It was now assumed that she would be the one to choose, without even pretending otherwise.

Aware of this, Sara responded with something that wasn’t the truth.

“…No. It seems that the fact that I was once engaged to Prince Aster still lingers.”

“I see. ──How annoying. Why did that prince have to fall from grace? He had the eye to choose Sara, but it turns out his abilities were nothing but a façade!”

She had once rejoiced when she heard that Sara had been noticed by Aster, but now she criticized him harshly.

Though he had already lost his succession rights, it was still unusual to slander a former prince so severely.

But it was understandable.

Her mind was now consumed with the thought of ‘marrying Sara to a person of higher status.’

The moment he was no longer a prince, Aster became worthless to Illumina.

“But if that’s the reason, it will settle with time.

My Sara has so much charm, I’m sure she’ll soon be receiving offers at school!”

“…”

“Who would be ideal, I wonder? Let’s see… Oh, how about him──Clyde von Helmut, the marquis’s son!”

The name that worried her the most at school made Sara’s shoulders twitch.

“Now that Prince Aster is gone, isn’t he the center of A-Class?

His family is a prestigious marquis house, and I hear he’s quite the handsome man.

He’d be a perfect match for my Sara.

So, hasn’t he shown any interest in you?”

“Uh, um…”

The subject was too critical, and she hesitated, struggling to find the words.

“Clyde… First of all, since B-Class won the last competition, A-Class has been shaken up…”

“Oh, that? B-Class must have used some underhanded tactic. Sara, you weren’t involved in anything like that, were you?”

“!”

Illumina hadn’t even watched the competition.

She detested it, saying, ‘Magic battles are too barbaric for a lady’s business,’ and didn’t even try to look.

Yet, she made such a remark.

Even Sara had strong feelings about that battle.

She drew in a breath, ready to speak up──

──but at that moment, the doorbell rang.

“Oh, who could that be?”

Illumina went to answer, leaving Sara, who had lost her chance to speak, behind.

Shortly after, Illumina’s delighted voice echoed from the entrance.

Without even a moment to feel the ominous premonition, the door opened.

And then, led by Illumina, into the living room appeared──

“Hello, Sara-sama.──Ah, you’re even more beautiful in your casual, homey attire.”

Speak of the devil.

But the timing was far too bad.

The boy with blue hair, Clyde von Helmut himself, appeared, his face exuding a scent of obsession beneath his refreshing demeanor.

The situation, the flow of conversation, and the fact that this mother and Clyde had arrived together.

It clearly wasn’t a legitimate visit.

With an almost certain foreboding, Sara hugged herself.

──However, at the same time, she thought this was an opportunity.

A chance to confront both her mother, who had always pushed her around, and Clyde, who refused to acknowledge anything.

…She had known that she couldn’t go on like this.

But even though she thought so, she hadn’t done anything.

Yet someone had come along who changed her surroundings.

If there were people who would undo his accomplishments and his efforts.

──Then it’s my turn to change. My turn to make an effort.

Recalling the face of the boy who had given her the courage to change.

With newfound determination, Sara looked directly at the two before her.