The Envied Archmage (2)

Miss One-Second Kaizel.

It was the nickname attached to Kaizel Arberia, the second-year top student in Elterion Academy’s Department of Magic.

It was all because, during the Magic Exchange Tournament last semester, Lunaris had felled him with a single Magic Missile.

To make matters even more pitiful, that lump of mana had struck squarely between his legs—his junior, the most precious and fragile part of any man.

“Pfft! Hey, there goes One-Second.”

“That thing down there doing okay? Huh?”

Not only had he become the target of his classmates’ teasing, but even his family had called him a disgrace.

Even his fiancée’s family had expressed serious concern over whether he might have trouble producing an heir.

The honor he had painstakingly built as top student had been thoroughly driven into the dirt.

He couldn’t exactly make excuses by saying his opponent had simply been too strong...