Ch.3 I Was Bullied So Hard I Was Isekai'ed Into A World of Sword And Magic And Emerged As The Lightning Samurai God To Hatefuck My Former Bully Until She Got Heart Eyes

— Law Greyrat (One Month Later) —

Our family sat down at the table and started our breakfast.

I took a bite of the food and side-eyed Rudeus who was eating happily with a glint of excitement in his eyes.

I let out a sigh and continued eating.

After Rudeus’ little spectacle, Zenith had grown excited at Rudeus’ potential and had demanded they hire a magic tutor to teach him.

Paul had rejected the notion, saying that it was better if Rudeus became a swordsman, and then Zenith argued that I was already more aligned to the sword and he had a son to teach.

Of course… While that was true, it also over looked my experience in magic. Which I ended up mentioning, merely to spite Rudeus and cause some conflict. Payback for nearly injuring me in that little stunt of his.

So our parents got back to arguing, and while that wasn’t my intended result, I was just happy Rudeus was gonna have a bit of a harder time.

Call me a dickhead, I don’t care.

Eventually Lilia proposed an ever better solution. She suggested that both Rudeus and I can learn magic from the tutor, but we made time to also learn the sword, and all parties agreed to it.

That had happened a month ago, and our tutor was supposed to arrive any day now.

Did I actually think I could keep up with Rudeus when it came to magic?

Yes, yes I did.

Why? Because I realized I’m not actually as far back as I thought I was.

In truth, Rudeus just has a fuckton more magic than me, but our magic itself is around the same level in terms of power.

What I mean is that his mana pool is larger, but his mana output is similar to mine. Of course he can increase his output with less strain than I can, it isn’t as much of an advantage.

We’re a lot closer than I thought, and that only filled me with more motivation for the future to come!

When Zenith and Paul had posted their need for a tutor, our mother had tested both of us, and to my surprise, I had more potential in magic than I thought, and my mana pool itself was larger than some of the mages she had met in the past.

To be honest, I shouldn’t have been so surprised by my own potential. I’m not even three yet and I can already use Intermediate magic.

Most adult mages can barely even cast Saint Level Magic, I wasn’t quite sure when I reached that level but I believed that I would reach it sooner than most.

Rudeus may be a once-in-a-generation talent, as Zenith referred to him once she learned of his goliath level mana pools, but I’m a genius in my own right.

*KNOCK*

A couple taps rang from our door, and all of us looked at the entrance to our house.

“Is he here?!” Rudeus questioned with excitement, and both Paul and Zenith smiled at their eldest son’s enthusiasm.

“I don’t think anyone else would knock this early, it must be.” Paul grinned as he scooped Rudeus up in one arm and me in the other.

I just let myself be picked up, by this point I was used to it, plus I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like the attention from the guy. He’s the only good father I’ve had.

Zenith opened the door and stepped out, and Paul followed after her with both of us in his arms.

We all paused and looked down at the blue-haired girl that was standing in front of our door.

“Greetings, I’m Roxy Migurdia, I saw your post for a tutor and I would like to express my interest.”

Nobody spoke for several seconds as I examined the girl.

Blue hair, blue eyes, and a small petite frame. To top it off she was wearing a large witch hat that made her look the part of a magician.

In all honesty, if she had black hair and black eyes, she looks like she would have fit in perfectly in my second year class, or maybe one below in a first year class.

My point is, she didn’t seem to be an adult.

“She’s so small!” Rudeus observed aloud, which made the tutor, Roxy, narrow her eyes at him.

“You’re one to talk.” She jabbed back, and Rudeus looked surprised by her retort.

Sometimes I can’t tell if Rudeus is smart or an idiot. Or maybe he’s a smart idiot?

“We’re glad to have you here, Roxy.” Zenith smiled at the smaller girl. “I’m Zenith, this is my husband, Paul Greyrat, and my two sons, Rudeus and Law. I hope you can get along with them and teach them well.”

I was genuinely surprised by how kindly my mother spoke, especially after Roxy just gave Rudeus a verbal jab, even if it returned fire.

Roxy widened her eyes before turning her head away as if she had started feeling sick suddenly.

“Yup, you hate to see it. Two idiot parents hiring a tutor thinking their kids are destined to be powerful mages. Such a cruel world we live in.”

Zenith’s eye twitched at that and I knew our blonde mama was about to lose her shit.

“Um, excuse you?!”

Roxy realized that we could hear her and quickly waved her hands in front of her.

“Oh; I’m sorry, I just don’t think your boys could properly grasp magic theory!” She explained quickly.

“Well, I think you’ll be surprised. Why don’t you test them to see where they’re at, then come back to us later.” Zenith gave a knowing smile, and Roxy let out a defeated sigh.

“Very well, then let us begin.” She said as she walked down the steps.

“Wait, we have to do it outside?!” Rudeus looked toward Roxy with surprise.

“Naturally, where else would we do it?” The blue-haired woman stopped walking to look at my older brother. I narrowed my eyes at Rudeus as he hugged our father. His hands were clinging tightly to his shirt as if letting go meant death.

…What the hell is up with him? It’s just the yard.

Paul put us down and pat Rudeus’ head. “Everything’s alright, Rudy; go ahead; we’ll start your sword training right after, okay?”

Paul’s words didn’t help Rudeus at all. Instead, I think it made things worse for him.

“You two enjoy yourselves.” Zenith waved and walked back inside. Just before the door closed, I watched Paul grab a handful of her ass before vanishing behind the door.

I let out a jealous sigh. Two kids in love. I don’t blame them, if I ended up landing a girlfriend in my last life, I would have taken her and run away from home.

A dark look came over my face as I began to remember some of the darker times in my life, mainly the bullying.

“Let’s get started.” Roxy eyed us from afar, snapping me out of those dark thoughts as I rushed over to her.

She looked down at me with a nervous bead of sweat.

“Your name is Rudeus?”

“No, Law, that’s Rudeus, my older brother.” I pointed over at the green-eyed boy who had still not come down from the steps.

“Oh, I see…and how old are both of you?”

“I’m two and a half; he’s three and a half,” I informed her, but unsurprisingly, my words didn’t seem to make her feel any better.

“Even better, I’m not training kids; I’m training toddlers.” She facepalmed.

“We know magic, though,” I admitted, making her raise a brow.

“And pray tell, what do you know?” She questioned and both of us noticed Rudeus finally making his way down the steps, albeit very shakily.

Seriously, what is wrong with him?

“Both Rudeus and I can cast up to Intermediate Water Magic.” I placed my hands on my hips and grinned at her with pride.

Roxy looked at me with slightly widened eyes before it was replaced with a neutral expression.

“We’ll see.”

So she doesn’t believe me…

I guess both of us have even more potential than Zenith let on.

If a magic tutor doubts it, then there’s a chance our level of expertise in magic may be unheard of, which would be an incredible boost to both of us. If we stay at this pace, we can be the greatest mages in the world!

Or at least that’s what I’d like to hope…

As Rudeus stopped beside me, Roxy observed both of us for a moment before she tapped her staff on the ground.

“We’ll start off easy with a water ball. I’ll go; both of you pay close attention.”

Rudeus and I nodded, and she took a step away from us.

“Let the great protection of water be on the place thou seekest. I call upon a refreshing burbling stream here and now. Water Ball.”

From the tip of Roxy’s staff, a water ball formed and blasted forward. It slammed hard against a tree, snapping it in half.

“There, can you two manage that?”

“Yeah, but you shouldn’t use mother’s trees as target practice, she put a lot of work into them.” Rudeus wanted, which made Roxy’s face heat up in worry and embarrassment. She quickly ran off and pulled the tree back into place, all while grunting out an incantation.

With a green glow, the tree was as good as new, and actually seemed to blossom a bit, so I guess it ended up better than before.

Why doesn’t mother just use her healing magic on her trees if it speeds up their growth? Maybe she thinks it’s cheating?

I’ll have to ask her later.

“There, all is well.” Roxy let out a breath and looked at the two of us. “Well, oldest first.”

Rudeus nodded and stepped forward. He stayed quiet for a moment, and I could tell he was thinking. I eyed Roxy silently, and with only a bit of effort, I think I knew what had Rudeus taking his sweet time.

We still don’t know if wordless incantations are taboo; we didn’t ask Zenith because we didn’t want to potentially out ourselves by telling her.

Hopefully Rudeus is smart enough to understand that if we’re not gonna tell our own mother, we shouldn’t tell our new tutor.

Eventually, Rudeus began his chant.

“Let the great protection of water be on the place thou seekest-” A stray puff of wind suddenly struck us, and as if instinctively, both of our eyes locked onto Roxy’s skirt as it came up just enough for us to sneak a glimpse of the promised land.

Rudeus shot the water ball out, and it hit the wall just beside our mother’s tree.

My eyes widened as I looked back at him.

“You fool!” I whisper-shouted, and he looked at me in confusion before realization struck him.

He had blown our cover just to sneak a peek at some panties!

How irresponsible!

Would I have done it? That’s not important!

What’s important is that he sold our bag, and now it’s time to hope she didn’t notice it!

“Was that good?” Rudeus asked with a nervous look.

“Huh, oh yes, but you cut the incantation short, do you always do that?” Roxy raised a brow with unhidden interest.

We’re cooked.

“Um…actually, we usually just… skip the incantation altogether.” He finished in a quiet voice.

What the fuck does he mean we?! How dare you drag me down with you!

“Oh… I see.” Roxy stumbled and pulled her hat over her face.

Is she alright?

“Looks like you both… may be worth teaching after all.” She said with a devious smile and a glint in her eyes.

Both of us looked at each other and our nervousness turned into relieved smiles.

We were worried for nothing!

Curse you, Rudeus, for putting scary thoughts in my head!

— Later —

Our first lesson had come to an end rather quickly. Within it, Roxy had just told us a bit more about magic theory. The basics of magic theory were rather simple and stuff we had already grasped from reading Zenith’s book.

Magic can be cast through incantations or magic circles, though the latter method is mostly out of practice nowadays. That being said, there is a way of casting magic without either, which would be wordless magic.

It took Rudeus half a minute to learn it, while it took me a couple of months.

Beyond the basics to magic casting, there are also ranks of magic within the world, which is something we didn’t know. It starts at beginner, then Intermediate, Advanced, Saint, King, Emperor, and finally, Divine, or God class magic. Both Rudeus and I knew up to Intermediate because the spell we cast, Water Cannon, is an Intermediate level spell. It’s also the highest the book had to offer.

In the grand scheme of magic, Rudeus and I aren’t very far along, in fact, we’re practically still beginners. But I guess Zenith’s words were true when she said our potential is out of this world.

Surprisingly Roxy is over 40 years old, yet in all the life she’s lived thus far, she’s only a Saint Level Water Mage. Meaning Rudeus and I aren’t too far from her level.

That was pretty much all we learned from her during our lesson. The rest was just filling in some blanks on things we hadn’t fully grasped yet and polishing a bit on what we did know.

Once our lesson was over, Zenith invited Roxy in for dinner and offered her a room in our house, which Roxy reluctantly accepted.

Dinner was fun with another person at the table, and we even had a mini feast to celebrate her arrival.

Once we were done eating, Paul remembered that he had forgotten to train Rudeus in the sword, but he just shrugged it off and told the poor guy that they’d train the next day.

I could tell that Rudeus was both relieved and terrified of what was to come.

It didn’t really take a genius to tell that Rudeus wasn’t the kinda guy that liked swords, but it also didn’t take a genius to know that Paul was an adamant man, and when he wanted his son to do something, that boy was going to do it.

Rudeus and I made our way upstairs for bed, and neither of us spoke to each other as per usual.

The next day we woke up bright and early (as instructed by Paul) so Rudy could begin his sword training.

At the moment, he was still a bit too young to properly train in swords, given that he was only a measly three years old, so for the time being, he would only be learning to get the hang of swordsmanship through repetitive practice.

As we made our way outside, we stumbled upon our father standing in the yard with his hands behind his back and his eyes closed.

“Rudeus, Law, both of you have come.”

Both Rudeus and I deadpanned at the sight and shared a look at one another.

“...Yes, we have, Father.” Rudeus spoke first.

“Good, your blade awaits you. My firstborn.” Paul hummed and nodded before turning around so that his back was facing us.

Rudeus gave me a look that told me this was the last thing he wanted to do, but nonetheless, he made his way over to the wooden sword that was carved with his size in thought. The mini sword fit perfectly in his little hands. He lifted it and inspected it for a moment before he turned and made his way toward Paul.

“Before a man can become a swordsman, they must become acquainted with the sword, they must form a genuine relationship with their sword, and they must let their sword become one with themself.” Paul walked around until he was just in front of Rudeus. His eyes opened, and he gave the green-eyed boy a wide grin. “So it’s time you acquaint yourself!”

Paul unsheathed his own blade and held it out.

“Repetition is the best way to grow close to your sword.”

Rudeus deadpanned again as Paul looked at him expectantly. My older brother let out a sigh before striking the air once.

“You have to be steadier, Rudy! And more power!”

Rudeus nodded and struck the air again. “You need more power!”

It was clear Rudeus was starting to become pissed off, but he continued striking, all while getting corrected by Paul. Only when he delivered a suitable strike did Paul tell him to repeat that same strike, only for Rudeus to fuck up again.

As my older brother continued to swing his blade, Paul turned his attention toward me.

“I could not get a wooden sword carved for your size, not after hiring Roxy and getting Rudy his sword, so you’ll have to use his until we can get you your own.” Paul offered me an apologetic smile, and I just shrugged in response.

I didn’t expect him to even allow me to train yet, considering Zenith didn’t want me wielding a blade at my young age.

“But…try and keep it a secret from your mother, okay?” Paul added and I nodded with a deadpan.

Yup, that’s about what I expected, he didn’t tell her he was going to train me too.

Well, I’m not gonna complain. I wanted to learn the sword anyway, and the sooner I start, the better.

After about five minutes, Rudeus grew tired. His little arms were forced to push themselves to their limit, and now he was thoroughly exhausted physically.

“Well, Rudy’s out.” Paul hummed with a frown. His finger tapped his chin in thought before he side-eyed me. “Your turn, Law.”

I stepped forward and over my brother’s exhausted body, and picked his wooden sword.

It felt heavy in my hands, and the hilt was thick, but not too thick for me to wrap my hand around it.

The difference in our age really shows now that I have a grip on the blade made specifically for Rudeus, but it wasn’t so bad that I couldn’t wield it or anything.

“Go ahead and start where your brother did. Show me how you swing a blade.” Paul encouraged me.

I nodded and bent my knees a little bit. My right foot was placed a bit ahead of my left as I loaded my back foot for extra momentum.

I had spent so much time watching Paul and practicing his stance that it just came naturally to me at this point.

I brought the blade up to about head level before striking down, then looked at Paul.

To my surprise, he was standing there, wide green-eyes looking down at me with surprise.

“Again.” He ordered after a moment of silence, and I nodded. I repeated the action, striking down with a good chunk of power, while also keeping the blade steady. “Well would you look at that.”

I raised a brow in confusion at his words. I wasn’t doing anything out of the ordinary, at least I don’t think I was? Rudeus just didn’t have the correct stance, which is why his slashes didn’t have any balance or power to them. I however just did what I’d watched Paul do a thousand times.

“Law, you have the potential to be a great swordsman!” He grinned and roughly ran his hand through my hair.

His words filled my chest with a wave of pride. I looked over to where Rudeus was sitting down, catching his breath, to see him staring at me with a blank face.

To my surprise, there was no hate there, merely indifference.

“Keep going, Law.” Paul ordered with a giddy smile, and I continued. “I’ll have to talk to Zenith later, it’d be a shame to hold you back.” Paul whispered more to himself, but I still heard it.

After about twenty or so minutes, Roxy came outside and ended up seeing me training with Paul while Rudeus sat on the steps to our house.

Paul made Roxy promise not to tell Zenith, and the poor girl had no choice but to agree.

Since Rudeus was supposed to do sword training in the morning with Paul, Roxy took me aside to offer me some more magical guidance so I wouldn’t be on my own doing nothing.

“Do you like sword training?” Roxy asked me as we took a seat outside.

I looked over to where Rudeus was “sparring” with Paul. More accurately though he was attempting to strike our father while the older man just hit his attempts away.

“I do, it’s fun.” I admitted.

Roxy hummed in understanding. “Well that’s good. Wordless magic can be very powerful, more so in the hands of a powerful swordsman I’d say.”

I smiled at that. I actually didn’t know what I wanted to do in this life, and I don’t think I will for a long time, but becoming a magic wielding swordsman sounds pretty cool! The best of both worlds.

“Do you know any magic swordsmen?” I leaned back and looked at her with child-like interest.

She crossed her arms under her non-existent bust and let out a hum as she fell into thought.

“Not personally, but there are many across history.”

My eyes lit up at that. If history remembered the names of some magical swordsmen, then it must be a reliable pathway to power.

“I see…that’s great!” I grinned and stood up.

My mind was made up, though in truth I was gonna do it already.

I was going to train in both the sword and magic and surpass my brother in both.

Doing so in the sword wouldn’t be too hard, but magic would be damn near impossible—but I relished the challenge!

— Chapter End —

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