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?"

forget their existence after the conversation finishes because the Magic Circle doesn't deem that

people came up to me and spoke

Silence.

do you think it feels like to not be able to choose your own friends and

like to work every single waking hour of your

can focus on your

on the Warrior's Academy and the

have to learn about etiquette,

a warrior, no matter how much

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

is micromanaged to

with friends three

don't compare our different situations. They are

a family," he

was quite shocked after hearing

to do

what did he

at the top of his class in the Mage

and he

to cast spells. After all, he was outstanding in the

managed to become the second strongest in the Caterpillar Class without

entire image had changed in Shang's

Mattheo as only the second strongest in the

that Mattheo had such

Shang had thought that Astor

no, Mattheo was

of me after my short

as he looked at Mattheo. "No,

fine," Mattheo

really force such a

Mattheo looked back.

"That was a

Mattheo chuckled a bit.

"It's fine."

I was the one that requested

looked with shock at

"Why?"

wanted to be a warrior," 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

even though father owns the Warrior's Academy, he didn't want his own son to focus

smile. "So, I simply decided to do both. As long as my studies are progressing greatly in the

mind had

founded the

quiet! The lesson will