“Ever since I entered the Academy, I was irritated by a wall that I couldn’t overcome. As my father and mother’s child, I wasn’t enough…. That was the opinion of those around me, they knew of my power and were convinced, because I couldn’t break through that wall.”
That’s when the public expectations of me were gradually getting heavier.
“I don’t have the collective strength of the princess, or magical talent like Fu. I don’t have special sword skills that have been learned through bloody efforts like you. I was just wielding a magic sword that imitated my father.”
And, at the same time, unlike the princesses, there was nothing lesser I could project on, so I gained an inferiority complex.
I tried desperately to be like my father, but I didn’t grow up or awaken like I and everyone wanted.
“You know that, too. I’m the only one who was different…. I’m the only one who wasn’t good enough…. I’m the only one who’s a failure… He’s such a half-hearted person.”