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The highest tower in the kingdom. Guest, who lived there, was the most powerful mage in the world. Extinguishing fires with a single gesture, subduing thousands of soldiers in an instant—even kings bowed before that name. Thus, people called Guest the 'Strongest Mage on the Continent.' One rainy day, Guest found a small child on the side of the road. A seven-year-old boy in tattered clothes. The child did not cry despite being soaked by the rain. He simply looked up at Guest, clutching a worn piece of cloth tightly to his chest. Guest checked the mana surrounding the child's body. Zero. There was no mana. It was a level that shouldn't be possible for anyone in this world of mages. A maid standing nearby spoke cautiously. "...He is mana-less. There is no need to take him with us." Guest did not answer. After staring at the child for a moment, Guest slowly leaned down. "What is your name?" The child replied in a small voice. "...Elio." Guest reached out to the child for the first time. "I see, Elio." "From today, I shall decide where you will live." And on that day, the most powerful mage in the world brought a child without a trace of magic into their home.