C8
The following day.
Shirone, with a tired face, went to work in the library. He couldn't sleep a wink due to what happened yesterday.
Due to having a lot on his mind, he couldn't speed up his work.
'Let's calm down.'
After struggling to calm himself down, Shirone was eventually able to regain his composure.
'I'm not dying now. I still have a month. I'll be able to figure something out.'
First of all, background check.
According to the information he gathered, Lord Bischoff had three sons and one daughter.
The eldest son was a certified Grade 6 swordsman. The second son was also a genius swordsman who followed in his brother's footsteps.
The eldest daughter was also talented, but she chose music over swords and was working as a royal pianist.
And after figuring out all that, he noticed Rian was the only one who failed to stand out in the end.
The Lord even provided him an exclusive teacher, but the reports claimed he was not talented.
“Haah, I shouldn't have done that. I should have just accepted the hits when he was adamant on beating me.”
It was natural that Rian, who had been compared to his brother all his life, was angry at the Thunder Strike.
It seemed that not all nobles were born to excel.
“Now what? I'm in big trouble.”
Agitated again, Shirone stared blankly at the real sword, which had been left unattended under the desk.
“I don't have time for this.”
Shirone jumped up and headed for the study.
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Infinite Mage (Novel)
