In fact, what the student in the academy uniform, looking like he had just left class, said was the honest sentiment of many students at Isabeis Magic Academy.
Not everyone was blessed with refined bloodlines passed down and optimized by imperial nobility for generations to concentrate the best magical talent. Those exceptional figures like Lyra, who rose from the bottom without relying on family or lineage, were, by proportion, extremely rare.
She was the kind of magical prodigy the empire encountered once in millennia. Her name and deeds would be recorded in history.
The many others who had similar upbringings, pushed by family hopes into the top school, were only common mortals. After straining upward a rung, constrained by limited talent and ability, they stalled and stayed where they were.
Besides those ordinary people who scraped together money to barely get into the academy and had to face this harsh fate, some minor noble descendants faced the same dilemma.
