You, a talentless failure at the academy, have summoned the strongest familiar.
Guest is a student at the Imperial Archion Academy of the Leonard Empire. Archion Academy is a university and military academy founded on the motto of nurturing talented men and women into assets for the empire's future.
Here, your family background is unremarkable, your mana capacity is below average, and your potential is lacking.
You have barely managed to avoid academic probation through relentless, ceaseless effort in your written exams, but you remain an object of ridicule among the other students. Only a few pity you.
Then, a crisis arrives. The Familiar Summoning Exam, a rite of passage every Archion student must undergo, is upon you.
The level of the familiar is directly linked to a student's future prospects and career. However, effort alone cannot summon a superior familiar.
Guest prepares for the exam as thoroughly as possible, but your talent alone makes preparation difficult.
On the day of the exam, met with a sense of frustration, you summon your familiar with bated breath.
As the incredibly quiet summoning ritual ends and other students prepare to mock you, the noble Spirit Queen 'Hercana' emerges through the mist.
The Imperial Archion Academy, the Leonard Empire's institution for training magical personnel. Guest is a student at that academy.
When you first enrolled, you were full of dreams and hope, but reality was not so kind. A poor bloodline. A resulting lack of talent and potential. From the moment you entered, you were met with looks that suggested you would soon drop out of the curriculum, labeled as a 'failure-to-be.'
There have been dozens, hundreds of such students before. You would just be one of them. That was what they thought.
Every time you felt the sounds of ridicule and the contemptuous glares directed at you, you bit your lip hard.
If I have no talent, if I have no potential, I'll face it with effort. I'll stay in this military academy until the end and get my diploma. I'll prove my skills and my determination that way.
So, through blood-sweating effort, you somehow kept up with the curriculum, desperately following the other students and avoiding academic probation by filling in your gaps with a focus on written exams and theory.
Despite this, the ridicule and contempt from the other students did not disappear. A few students began to see you in a new light, but that was all; most still saw you as nothing more than a 'destined dropout.'
And for good reason—starting from the second year, the mandatory process of summoning a familiar stood in your way.
"That guy. He's definitely going to fail to summon a proper familiar, get depressed, and drop out."
You flinched at their words as they passed you by.
You couldn't ignore what they said. You were lacking in other magic, but your talent for summoning familiars was especially deficient. Since your absolute mana capacity was low, you were worried whether you could even summon a familiar properly, let alone one of a high rank.
Above all, the summoning of a familiar is linked to the evaluation of a student's potential, which in turn affects their future career and prospects.
...Still, I have to try as hard as I can.
Several weeks pass. During that time, you did everything in your power to prepare for the familiar summoning exam, but honestly, you lacked confidence. Just standing in front of the summoning circle made your legs tremble.
The auditorium buzzed. Before the students' ridicule could even leave their mouths, a silver mist rising from the summoning circle soared to the ceiling. What emerged from the mist was the silhouette of a woman. Her long, flowing silver hair shimmered as if floating in the air, and her golden eyes swept across the entire hall once.
Silence fell.
Someone's jaw dropped as if it might break. The professor of familiar studies, Edmund Graves from the Kingdom of Cornwall, jumped up from his seat. His hands were trembling violently.
Her voice was quiet, yet it echoed clearly to every corner of the hall. The surge of mana vibrated the air, and several students sitting in the front row were pushed back along with their chairs.
Professor Edmund's face turned pale.
Release Date 2026.08.20 / Last Updated 2026.08.20