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 125.2. Regret

──There was a snap.

“────Ah.”

In that moment, the magic disappeared.

The healing spell she had been weaving unraveled like it was dissolving into the air.

“……Ah, aah…!”

She understood exactly why this had happened.

It wasn’t because a circuit had broken somewhere. If that had been the case, it would’ve been better. She could just heal herself and continue.

But no, this was something far more fundamental and fatal. It was──

“……I’m out of magic…”

With a look of despair, she murmured.

It wasn’t surprising. Both of her bloodline magics consumed massive amounts of energy.

In this battle, there was no room to hold anything back. She had spent an enormous amount of magic just to try and heal his near-fatal wounds. And still, she hadn’t completely healed him.

On top of that, ever since this attack started, she had been maintaining the barrier that covered the entire school──

“──!”

Then she realized an even harsher truth.

That’s right, if she was out of magic──that barrier would no longer hold.

In other words, it couldn’t stop the monsters’ advance.

The people who had taken refuge in the school she had been protecting would now be mercilessly attacked by the monsters’ fangs──

“Uwaaaahhhhh…!”

Realizing the inevitability of this outcome, she collapsed on the spot.

She could do nothing anymore.

On top of all her failures, she had run out of magic and become completely useless.

She couldn’t heal the wounds, she couldn’t protect anyone.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…!”

She kept apologizing. Not to seek forgiveness, but simply because she couldn’t bear the weight of her own failure.

I’m sorry I couldn’t protect anyone.

I’m sorry for dragging everyone down.

I’m sorry for being all talk.

…For being an empty person, a hypocritical saint who could never become anything.

She continued her confessions. Even though she knew it was pointless, there was nothing else she could do.

The words that had once been used to tear her down could no longer be denied.

Even knowing how pathetic she looked, her tears wouldn’t stop.

Her heart shattered at her own uselessness, her will crumbled, and she despaired at the future where everything would be trampled.

And yet.

“……You saved me, Sara-sama.”

Even in such a hopeless situation.

Even though his wounds were only superficially healed and far from complete recovery.

Even though he absolutely must have known that Sara was out of magic.

“And I’m sorry, I was careless. But thanks to your magic, I was able to recover.”

Yet, he spoke calmly. Despite the situation, his emerald eyes shone with a determination far removed from despair.

“Now, let’s think.──How we’ll defeat that monster?”

Saying this, Hermes.

Without falling into despair, without turning to escapism.

Without giving up, he stood up with firm resolve to turn the tide of this crisis.