Sword God in a World of Magic

"What do you know?!" Elver shouted in frustration.

"You never had to starve!"

"You never had to go out and risk your life to kill a Pest Cat because it keeps threatening your family!"

"You never needed to fear that your entire family is gone after just a single excursion into the wild! Every time I went out to train in the wilderness, I feared that I would find my family dead upon my return!"

"So, don't speak about hardship!" Elver shouted with a venomous tone.

The entire atmosphere turned hostile.

Elver had essentially insulted every student present.

Mattheo only looked at Elver with a polite smile.

"Elver, when was the last time you slept?" he asked.

"What does that have to do with anything?" he asked with an aggressive tone.

"Just humor me," Mattheo answered.

"About three days ago," Elver answered unwillingly.

Mattheo sighed. "Ah, a good night's sleep. How I miss that."

"Do you know when I last had a good night's sleep?"

Silence.

"Seven years ago."

Elver's expression transformed into shock and then disbelief. "How would that even be possible? You couldn't survive without sleeping."

"Mind Magic," Mattheo said. "A Mage that focuses on Mind Magic can put a Magic Circle into your mind that deals with memories."

"The Magic Circle distinguishes important information from unimportant information and transports it from my short-term memory to my long-term memory while I am still awake."

"My body can only rest during meditation while my mind is always active."

"Of course, such an intrusive procedure has plenty of disadvantages."

"For example, I can't sleep, even if I want to. I can't remember things that the Magic Circle deems unimportant."

"Have you ever been interested in someone, and you wanted to build a connection with them?"

after the conversation finishes because the Magic

came up to me and spoke

Silence.

think it feels like to not be able to choose your own

you think it feels like to

your studies in the

focus on the Warrior's Academy and the

to learn about etiquette, politics, history,

of a warrior, no matter how

at the top of my class in the Mage Academy. If I only were second place, father would forbid

life is micromanaged to the

out with friends

different situations. They

a family,"

quite shocked after

to do so

did he

at the top of his class

and he remembered

to cast spells. After all,

strongest in the Caterpillar Class

image had changed in

Shang had seen Mattheo as only the second strongest

that Mattheo had such an insane

Shang had thought that

no, Mattheo was a

after my short outburst, Shang," Mattheo said with a

he looked at Mattheo. "No, it's fine.

everything's fine," Mattheo

such a cruel Magic Circle upon you?" Shang

Mattheo looked back.

"That was a personal question. I was

Mattheo chuckled a bit.

"It's fine."

I was the one that

looked with shock at

"Why?"

Mattheo said with a distant look in his eyes. "I always thought that they were very valiant. In comparison to Mages, warriors meet danger head-on. They throw their bodies at the enemies so that everyone else can

want his own son to focus on the

you know," Mattheo said with a smile. "So, I simply decided to do both. As long as my studies are progressing greatly in the Magic Academy, my father can't stop me

mind had

had founded

The lesson