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 11. House Of Trakia

Afterward, Hermes was led by Leila to a rented room.

It took some time for Katia to tidy up her soiled appearance and explain things about Hermes, leaving him idle in the spacious room.

But just at the right moment, he repeated the incantation he had used earlier.

And magic was activated. A jade tablet appeared before him.

Currently written on the surface of that tablet is information about the bloodline magic he had just reproduced, [Mystle Teinn].”

Since it was a quick reproduction, there was no time to examine it carefully, but now, taking a closer look at it.

“…Bloodline Magic really is beautiful.”

He muttered with admiration and longing.

The intricately constructed spell formation, layered magical circuits.

Indeed, compared to generic magic, Bloodline Magic has a significantly different structure. Multiple magical elements intricately intertwined, converging into one magnificent effect.

It’s like a grand orchestra playing where various instruments showcase their individuality.

(With such magic, I too.)

As he tried to reaffirm his goals, a sudden knock interrupted him.

“Hermes-sama, may I come in?”

Opening the door and peeking in was Leila, the maid who had guided him earlier.

He deactivated the magic and reassured her it was safe, to which Leila responded calmly with a bow at the entrance and spoke.

“Apologies for the wait. Lady Katia and our current head, Lord Jurgen, would like to speak with you. May I guide you to the reception room?”

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Leila opened the imposing doors of the reception room.

Seated on the nearby sofa was Katia, now wearing a simple dress.

And on the far sofa sat a calm but somewhat appraising-looking man, his purple hair meticulously styled, with amethyst eyes similar to Katia’s, and thin-framed glasses accentuating his slightly elongated face.

Intelligent and giving the impression of being younger than expected—this was Jurgen von Trakia, Katia’s father and the current head of the Trakia family.

Jurgen acknowledged Hermes and began speaking.

“Hey there. It’s been a while—or should I say, you’ve grown up, Hermes-kun. Surprised to see you haven’t changed much.”

“…Yes. Your Lordship’s lack of change did surprise me a bit.”

Since their families had interactions during their childhood, Hermes naturally knew Jurgen. Expressing his genuine impressions from that time, Jurgen returned a wry smile.

At Katia’s suggestion, Hermes sat next to her on the sofa.

“I’ve heard most of it from my daughter… First, we should thank you for saving Katia from her predicament. Thank you.”

“N-No! It was nothing!”

One shouldn’t bow lightly before someone of high status. However, one should express gratitude where it’s due. Hermes remembered liking Jurgen’s straightforwardness during his childhood, and it seemed that hadn’t changed.

“Anyway, my daughter mentioned wanting to hire you as her guardian because of your magic skills… but we need to confirm a few things. First…”

“Hermes, sorry to ask, but could you activate your magic here and now?”

Katia took over Jurgen’s words. It seemed necessary, though Hermes wasn’t sure why.

“…’Thus, the world was created. Inscribed with the infallible truth. Without distinction between heaven and earth, for the sake of the one miracle.'”

Continuing from his room earlier, he activated the illusionary tablet.

“It’s beautiful. What’s the name of this magic?”

“[Emerald Tablet].”

“…Hmm, never heard of or seen this magic before.”

Jurgen nodded with a slightly surprised expression and continued questioning.

“How did you acquire it?”

“I was taught by someone.”

“Who? Someone from this country?”

Here it comes.

“…I’m sorry, but I can’t answer that.”

It was a promise made with his mentor, Rose, when they arrived in the capital.

One of those promises was not to speak about anything related to Rose.

“Hmm.”

Receiving the answer, Jurgen’s gaze narrowed.

“The Duke Trakia is asking you, and still nothing?”

“!”

Suddenly, the pressure Hermes felt from Jurgen intensified.

Despite his calm demeanor, he was the current head of an unmistakable noble lineage. Moreover, he also served as the Minister of Justice in the royal palace.

To attain such a position in this country, one needed high intelligence, abilities, and magical power.

The imposing pressure of someone who combined such strength and power. Even Katia, from a noble family, was sweating under the pressure; yet Hermes remained firm.

“Yes. I can’t answer that.”

He repeated his answer calmly, showing no signs of faltering.

“Is it because someone higher than me told you not to speak?”

“No, the prohibition wasn’t that strong. However, I don’t want to break the promise with my most respected mentor.”

Rose had deep ties with the capital, as evident from her handling of Bloodline Magic and her demeanor.

If Hermes revealed details about her here, it would not only affect him but also cause trouble for Rose.

Thinking about such consequences, he returned Jurgen’s gaze earnestly.

“…I see. Fair enough.”

Jurgen seemed impressed by Hermes and changed the subject.

“Alright, let’s put that aside for now. Next, about the details of that magic.

According to Katia, you used [Mystle Teinn], handled by Chris von Frembleed, due to the effects of that magic. Is that correct?”

“Yes.”

“Then, is the effect of that magic… a ‘copy of bloodline magic’?”

“It’s not strictly a copy, but… in terms of reproducing the seen magic, yes.”

“…Is that really so?”

Jurgen’s surprise in his voice surpassed earlier levels.

“Are there any restrictions on that ‘reproduction’? Like being able to use it only once per spell or having a limited number of uses?”

“? There are no such restrictions. Once a magic gets reproduced, as long as I remember it, I can use it anytime, and learning a new magic doesn’t make me forget the old ones.”

“!!”

“Is that true!?”

This time, not just Jurgen but even Katia showed genuine astonishment.

Hermes doesn’t just copy the magic unconditionally; it’s more like learning how to make the magic itself, so naturally, there are no imposed restrictions.

However, even for Hermes, the reaction seemed unexpected.

While he was confident in this magic, he might have been overestimating the reactions from the pinnacle of bloodline magic represented by the noble family.

“Ah, but! It’s not as quick as reproducing bloodline magic as it was with [Mystle Teinn] from my childhood. Reproducing other Bloodline Magics would take considerable time, I believe.”

“Well, that’s still unbelievably impressive…”

“…Yeah, true. Ultimately, if you reproduce magic, the number of usable magics for you becomes unlimited, right…”

“Well, theoretically… yes. But it takes quite a bit of time to reach that point…”

Despite his efforts to dissuade them from overestimating, their expressions remained unchanged.

“…This could potentially overturn the noble society… Katia, you did the right thing in bringing him here. Well done.”

“I didn’t expect it to go this far, Father…”

In the end, it seemed to settle into quite an extraordinary evaluation.

“…Now, for the last question. Since we’ve established your proficiency in magic, I must ask carefully.”

Clearing his throat and adopting a stern tone again, Jurgen regained a strict atmosphere and asked,

“What is your goal?”

“My goal…?”

“Yes. Why did someone as powerful as you return to the capital? Without knowing that, we can’t keep you in this house.”

Normally, he wouldn’t ask such probing questions.

But the power Hermes possessed was significant. Moreover–

“Why did you help Katia? It’s puzzling. According to her, you helped her without knowing any details about her background.”

“Well…”

“From a noble’s perspective, it’s highly unusual. In extreme cases, it’s conceivable that you pretended to be her ally, deceived Katia, and tried to infiltrate the Trakia family.”

“!”

“Father, that’s…”

“I assume your reward is a return to the Frembleed family, right? Looking at it that way, it not only makes sense but is the most natural assumption. In fact, just that suspicion alone is enough for us to kick you out.”

He wouldn’t overlook any falsehoods.

With an expression and words suggesting as much, along with even greater intimidation than before, Jurgen confronted Hermes.

“…Yes. I can’t answer that.”

He repeated his response calmly, showing no signs of faltering.

“…Is it because someone higher than me told you not to speak?”

“No, the prohibition wasn’t that strong. However, I don’t want to break the promise with my most respected mentor.”

“Ah, I see.”

Jurgen relaxed his pressure, returning to his initial calm demeanor.

“Well, sorry for the lengthy questions. Now, about Katia wanting to hire you… Yes, that’s fine.”

“!”

“In fact, I’d like to ask you instead. If someone like you can protect my daughter, then I can rest easy. What about you, Katia? Katia?”

“Um, yes!?”

Noticing an odd response, Jurgen glanced sideways to see Katia blushing for some reason.

“Um, thank you for approving Hermes’ employment, Father! So now, Hermes will be by my side. I mean, will be guarding me around the clock, is that correct?”

“…Yeah, I get your sentiment, but as a noble’s daughter, you should learn to hide your emotions a bit more, right?”

Anyway.

This is how Hermes, as a servant of the Trakia family and Katia’s guardian, secured his job in the capital.