Magical Genius With Quantum Magic chapter 1

I am trash

Nobles value face.

Aristocrats, who inherited a noble lineage different from commoners, had to be superior to others in everything, and such standards are determined by their outward appearance.

The more they were intoxicated with the idea that they were different from others, the stronger this tendency was inevitably.

Therefore, the scraps of noble families are gathered in the attic.

This is because the nobles cannot put any scratches on their objects, no matter how small, because they care about their face and put them in a place where people can see them.

However, waste products that are not worth throwing away are gathered in the attic like this.

If so, the reason Leon lives in the attic is probably because he is junk.

Leon was born as an illegitimate child of the Marquis family of Parostel, one of the four major magic families of the Philo Kingdom.

His father is the head of the Marquise Parostel family and the Red magic lord who leads the Fire Tower, Melite Flair Farostel.

A person with such an honorable status had a relationship with Cheonmin and had a child?

It wouldn’t be good for such a story to be known to the public.

Naturally, the Marquis of Parostel, unable to keep Leon out of sight, took his mother as a concubine and threw them into the attic here.

I used a malicious expression saying I threw it in, but in fact, it was a conscientious thing to do.

It was common in noble families to have sex with a prostitute for the sole purpose of physical pleasure, and to kill an accidental child together with its mother, thereby eliminating it from the world.

In that sense, Leon was lucky.

But that didn’t mean his life was easy.

The family gave them only enough support that they would not die.

They were given two bags of oat flour and one F-grade manastone every month, but other than that, they didn’t care what they were doing.

Rather, the servants of the Parostel family deliberately ignored Leon and his mother.

It doesn’t mean to belittle it, it’s to treat it as if it didn’t exist.

Even so, Leon is an illegitimate child.

Leon’s existence was kept a complete secret, as if his existence was known to the outside, it could be a flaw that could erode the Parostel family’s honor by itself.

If he was caught talking to Leon by any chance, he could have been severely reprimanded for that alone.

Thanks to this, Leon grew up not knowing the world.

At the age of three, he was brought to a huge castle and grew up all his life in a space surrounded by high walls.

To Leon like that, her mother said.

“Learn the magic. Leon.”

The Marquis of Parostel was a nobleman who advocated meritocracy, which is rare in a feudal society.

It incites competition among children by declaring that even the eldest son has no intention of inheriting the family if he lacks skills.

So, who is the scribe?

Can a bastard born to a concubine of low-income status be recognized as long as he has skills?

The answer to that would have to be figured out by Leon himself with his own skills.

But for Leon, who did not know the world, his mother’s words were the only guide to life.

Leon followed his mother’s instructions and began to learn magic.

Of course, there was no one who could teach Leon magic.

Not only the family, but even the servants working in that family did not pretend to know Leon.

However, fortunately, the place where Leon lived was the attic where the waste of a noble family was collected.

There were a lot of different things gathered there, and many of them were old, worn out and torn books.

Leon studied day and night with the books he had gathered.

Collok!

However, only one manastone is given to the family per month.

To read a book on a cold winter’s night, I had to turn on a lamp, and to do that, I had to give up the heating.

Perhaps because of that, Leon’s mother, who was still weak, had a cough all year round.

Whenever he heard such a coughing sound, Leon turned around with worried eyes, his mother said.

“Don’t worry about my body. I need to read more books and improve my skills so that I can catch the eye of my father. That is how you live.”

Leon, who did not know why he had to learn magic and had to learn magic because it was the only guideline for life, did not know the reason until he was 10 years old.

have to live

In order to live, you have to be in the eyes of the Marquis Farostel.

In order not only for Leon, but for his mother to live, Leon must learn magic.

After that, Leon began to learn magic more desperately.

However, there was a limit to learning magic with books alone.

This is because the magic theory recorded in the book was full of rhetoric that seemed to catch floating clouds, and it was difficult to find a practical theory that could help you learn magic.

So I went to the gym.

It was impossible to even dream of a private training ground provided to the children of the higher ranks in the family.

He went to the gymnasium that was open to the general public to the family’s soldiers and snooped around with one mind, wondering if there might be something to learn from over his shoulder.

But it was terrible violence to return to Leon like that.

In other words, Marquis Mellit Flair Farostel was the head of the household who advocated meritocracy, and some of the children of lower ranks who could not use private training centers did not like the idea of bastards developing their skills through training.

Leon had to lie ill for three months due to the wounds he sustained at that time.

Taking care of Leon like that, the mother said with tears.

“Live. Leon. must live.”

Leon lived.

After waking up from the hospital bed, he just learned magic by succumbing to evil.

At the age of 12, Leon barely etched a circle into his heart, but only then realized.

Leon had no talent.

Magic was the science of talent.

Even within the same circle, the amount of magical power was greatly changed in proportion to the size of the talent, and talent was an essential element in advancing beyond that.

Leon was on the weak side among the magicians of the same circle, and it was even more difficult to get to the second circle.

In the summer of 13, Leon rebelled against her mother for the first time.

From the attic where he was brought to the attic after he collapsed from heat stroke while practicing magic, he shouted, “Why are you my mother?

If I wasn’t an illegitimate child, if I wasn’t my mother’s child, I would have been gifted with more talents, received the teachings of my family, and could have become a much better wizard.

Leon had no choice but to regret his remarks for the rest of his life.

Her mother, who heard Leon’s shout, had just collapsed.

And he didn’t wake up even after a week or even a month.

The condition became more and more serious, and Leon was forced to go to the main building and shout.

Father, if you are truly my father, save my mother.

Please, please help me.

I cried for days and days, but my father, and the servants of the family, treated Leon like an invisible person.

The children of the family used violence against Leon simply because he was noisy, and he was forced to lie down and return to the attic.

And the mother, whose condition gradually worsened, died in the winter when Leon was 14 years old.

It was not until then that Leon was summoned by the Marquis of Parostel for the first time to enter the main building.

The father I saw there was a huge man.

A great wizard with a force that seemed to be crushed just by making eye contact.

he asked Leon.

“How old are you?”

“Wow, I’m fourteen.”

He looked at Leon with cold eyes for a long time and evaluated it.

“It was garbage.”

At the age of 14, at the age of 14, for him, who raised his meritocracy, only one circle, with weak magical power, was nothing but garbage.

After that evaluation, Leon was dragged to the battlefield.

Leon thought that was the last chance the Marquis of Parostel would give him.

Even if the achievement of magic was insufficient, he thought that if he accumulated martial arts on the battlefield, it would be recognized.

However, Leon rolled in the Demon Realm infested with demons until he reached adulthood, but Marquis Farostel never once called him back.

And Leon was tainted with the magic of the demon realm.

A magical energy that erodes living things and turns them into monsters.

Leon watched as his fingertips and toes gradually turned into monsters.

It was a terrible disease, but it was also a disease that could be cured by any ability of a noble family.

However, the medical officer who contacted Leon’s family told me that the answer came back that there was no Leon in the Farostel family.

Immediately after that, Leon was locked in a cage.

In order to let the soldiers know how terrible it is to be tainted with magic in a place where all the soldiers can watch, in order to prevent Leon from harming people by turning into a monster.

Leon was imprisoned like an animal in a cage and died slowly.

There, Leon cried a lot.

I also missed my mother

He hated the family that had abandoned him and even threw curses at him.

And only then did I find out.

The evaluation that his father gave to Leon, garbage.

that it was a last resort.

Leon, an illegitimate child whose existence itself was a flaw, was useless even as a wizard, was not even worth living.

So I threw it into the battlefield.

It’s like throwing trash in a trash can.

Even using your own hands is dirty, so you should die yourself.

The whole world I could see turned red.

Magi’s erosion reached the brain and reached a stage where the color of the eyes changed.

Soon, Leon will become an unreasonable monster and run rampant.

The whole world that Leon saw seemed to be burning red.

“Kreuk, Kuk, Kuk Hahak! okay. burn out Burn it all down to ashes!”

The voice that was vomited through the vocal cords that had already been eroded by magic was like an animal, not a human.

And when the maniac, who noticed that Leon’s eye color had changed, pulled the chain, and the collar on Leon’s neck was pulled up and fixed to the ceiling.

“Garly…”

Leon tried to spit out the curse one last time, but the tight leash wouldn’t even allow it.

Soon after opening the iron cage, a maniac came in and said to Leon.

“Happy in your next life.”

puck! Degur.

The neck that fell from a single knife rolls across the floor.

But nevertheless, Leon’s consciousness was clear,

he dreamed

If there is a next life, I want to live in a world without magic, war, and mothers.

There is no filthy person like you,

Don’t be in a relationship with someone like your father for nothing.

I just hope that I can live a normal life with an ordinary man who will treat my mother with respect.

And Leon’s consciousness was cut off, and the next moment he came to his senses,

Leon was an orphan, Lee Won-hyung in Korea.

Although the Republic of Korea was a truce country divided by war, the people there were living peacefully without worrying about war.

There was no magic there, and Wonhyung Lee didn’t even have a mother.

It was a dreamlike world, as if everything Leon had wished for had come true.

Is it because of that?

Everything in that world felt dry, like in a dream.

As he became a monster, he burned his emotions by pouring out all kinds of curses and anger towards the world, but at the end of those burned emotions, all that was left was a ash-like helplessness that he could do nothing.

In such a world, Wonhyung Lee only wished for magic.

Is it because the only thing I learned in my previous life was magic?

Could it be that she could no longer live without magic because her mother’s saying, ‘You have to learn magic to live’ is stuck in your ears?

maybe it’s regret

He regrets that if he had mastered magic in time, his mother would not have had to die.

Lee Won-hyung was obviously living in a world without magic, but when he woke up, he was pursuing only magic.

Through a lot of research, Wonhyung Lee realized that it was not that there was no magic in this world, but that people in this world just did not feel it.

It was the same with the Lee Won-type, so the help of advanced science and technology was needed to detect and study magical power.

So Wonhyung Lee studied hard to become a scientist.

Korea’s enthusiasm for education is great, but Leon in his previous life lived as fiercely as him.

Besides, surprisingly, the process was quite interesting.

The magic theory that Leon had learned in his previous life was full of rhetoric that seemed to catch the clouds, but the magic he understood through science could not be so clear.

When he came to his senses, immersed in the fun of building up new theories by reinterpreting magic through science, he was already 45 years old and had become a world-renowned master of quantum physics.

In recognition of his achievements in the detection and research of dark matter, he was also selected as a nominee for the Nobel Prize in Physics.

With just a little more, a magical civilization can blossom in this world.

Wonhyung Lee had a dream like that, but before it could come to fruition, he got into a car accident.

I felt it instinctively when I got hit by a car and floated up.

Since he had already died once, he had an intuition that now was the moment of death.

‘Well then, what a Nobel Prize for my subject.’

While lamenting about the situation, the first thing that came to Lee Won-hyung’s mind was the figure of his mother.

Because Lee Won-hyung’s life for the past 45 years was filled with only longing for his mother and magic.

If he was given the next life, he wanted to see his mother.

“mother······.”

And the moment when the rolling tears tickle your cheeks,

“okay. Leon. What’s happen?”

Wonhyung Lee was a 7-year-old Leon.