Two days after the start of morning practice.
In the garden in the early morning.
My brother is sitting cross-legged on a rock.
"Soooooo ...... haaaa ...... soooooo ......"
"Yes, the breathing method of gathering magic power from the atmosphere [total concentration]. First of all, you should be able to live your daily life with this."
"...... Don't just demand a terribly high level of detail."
"Yeah, it's easy, isn't it?"
"Well, you are! I'm a monster of natural disaster proportions!"
Despite his raised voice, Gaius somehow managed to keep his breathing under control.
And then...
"Hey Julius! I didn't realize you were training this early in the morning! Well, I'm impressed!"
"My dad: ......"
Our father, the Duke of Carlisle, approaches, smiling.
"You are already powerful beyond standards, but you never stop training! That's what I'm talking about! ...... unlike that defective one over there."
Gaius gritted his teeth.
"...... father, don't get in the way of my training."
"Ha! Training ......? This is a funny story. It's pointless for a loser to try so hard."
Hmph! My father snickers at my brother's efforts.
"What a waste of effort! Are you really suggesting that you can catch up with this genius brother of yours? No matter how hard a genius tries, he can't compete with a true genius.
You shut your mouth already.
I glare at my father.
It's just an act of glaring, but in my case, it's a shockwave of magic power.
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
My father was blown away, screaming pitifully.
"Gee!"
He slammed into the wall of the house and passed out.
"Gaius, don't worry about it."
"............"
During this time, my brother did not disturb his breathing with full concentration.
He is biting his lip and bleeding .......
It must be painful for him to be ridiculed. He must be in pain.
Still, he was concentrating on his training.
"You're a good guy, you know that?"
Tears spilled from Gaius' eyes as I said this.
"Yoo, Julius! ......"
My father wobbles over to us, his steps dazed.
"Did I do something to offend you? Then I'm sorry! Forgive me!"
My father kneels down in front of me and clings to my waist.
"You're the star of the Carlisle family! A pillar of our family, no exaggeration! Unlike this talentless scum of a brother!"
My dad's trying so hard to get me in a good mood.
It's shallow. Trying to lift me up by putting others down.
"So, you know what? Let's get you back in a good mood and make up with me, okay?"
"No. I hate you.
Boom! I shake off my father's hand.
"You're hurting my brother's training. Get the hell out of here."
"You think that this scum's meaningless training is more important than me, your father!"
"Of course not. I don't need to compare them."
Giri ...... and my dad grits his teeth.
"You're a failure. I wish you'd go away! Julius is mine!"
The father takes out his wand and tries to fire a spell at Gaius.
"Flame! Gather in my hand!"
He starts chanting useless spells.
I didn't stop him.
"Brother? You taught him, now try it."
"............"
With a swoosh, the younger brother points his right hand at the father.
Meanwhile, my dad pauses like an idiot and finishes his long and useless chant.
"Die, you piece of shit! [Fireball]!"
With a pathetic "Pohi ......" sound, a small flame as small as a sparkler goes out.
"............"
Gaius gives me a worried look.
"Don't worry. You can do this. Trust me."
My brother nods.
"Burn in my deadly fire and die, my poor little brother!"
"...... [fireball]!"
C'mon ......!
Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
"What? Unchanted magic! And this power ...... gaaaahhhh!"
A ball of flame the size of a man is shot out by the younger brother and hits the father.
"Ouch! It's hot, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
Dad screams pitifully and sprawls on the ground.
I dashed water on him with my magic and he was healed.
I can't let my brother become a murderer.
"Okay, I've got the chanting down pat. The power of the magic was also enhanced by using full concentration. Perfect score."
"...... brother. I mean, uh..."
"What? What's wrong?"
"It's nothing!"
Gaius gets off the rock and trudges toward the house.
"Hey, wait! What do you mean, 'a'?"
"Shut up! Don't follow me!"
I go after him.
"Wait a minute! ...... don't leave me! ......"