The Magical Revolution of the Reincarnated Princess and the Genius Young Lady

This is the story of a certain princess, from a certain kingdom.

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A story that began when a princess, who had always loved magic, recalled her memories of a previous life.

Even if this was a world where certain people schemed or seduced, she would always earnestly pursue her ideal of magic.

This is how such a story began.

 

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There’s something wonderful about the word ‘magic’.
No matter who you are, it has the ability to put a smile on your face.

I love the very idea of magic.
But it had always been something beyond the borders of reality, always out of reach.

If I’d ever been given a magic lamp, I’d have gladly spent all three wishes on becoming a real magician.

Those feelings were at the forefront of the memories I one day remembered from my previous life.

My full name is Anne-Sophia Wynn Palletia, the First Princess of the Kingdom of Palletia.

It had happened when I was five years old, and staring up into the sky.

If I had magic, I could fly through that sky.
That thought fluttering through my mind was the catalyst.

If only I could use magic, I could fly.
Just why had I thought of that? Before I had time to ask myself that, memories of my past life that I had forgotten had flooded into my head.

It almost felt like someone had placed all the missing jigsaw pieces in my mind.
That was the turning point in my, Anne-Sophia von Palletia’s, life, when I recovered the part of myself that had been missing.

It goes without saying that the memories of my previous life would be full of mysteries for the people of this world.
Aeroplanes soaring through the sky, roads paved with asphalt with cars crisscrossing this way and that on top of them, and all the countless other conveniences of modern civilization besides.

But, I had never seen any of them with my current eyes.
In the world that I know, there are no planes or cars.
Only birds and monsters soar through the sky, the rough roads aren’t paved with asphalt, and only horse-drawn carriages travel down them, not gas-powered cars.

Aristocratic families wielding national power were something that only really existed in the stories anymore, but I was a full-fledged princess.
As I ruminated over the memories in my mind, the first word that came to my lips was…

“I might be in trouble.”

I was in so much trouble, I couldn’t help but say it.
Even though I was such a young girl, I was in trouble.
That’s because, my thoughts and sensibilities had instantly become much more influenced by my previous life, than my relatively short time as Anne-Sophia.

My duty as a member of the royal family? My pride as a member of the aristocracy? I was aware of them.
I even still held some remnant feelings for them.
But, I didn’t care even a quarter as much as before.
Because, in my past life, the world kept spinning perfectly fine without the help of nobles.
Those had become my dominant feelings.

My modern values found themselves completely incompatible with my previous existence as a ‘member of the royal family’.
But, at the same time, I realized that breaking out of the mould of my current life would also be more trouble than it was worth.
Honestly, having your memories of a previous life suddenly awaken in such a position, it’s more annoying than anything else.

“Well, so be it.”

I was only five years old.
I’m sure that, over time, my sensibilities will change.
Well, at least, that’s what I hoped.
Looking back in hindsight, I really was very optimistic.

But, I was somehow even more optimistic about fulfilling my previous’ life’s dream than I was about solving that rather pressing problem.

“That’s right, this world has ‘magic’!”

Yes, in this world magic wasn’t the stuff of fairy tales or fantasy novels, but something that truly existed.

Control over the four elements of fire, water, wind and earth.
At the time, I didn’t understand a thing about the practical theory of how it worked, but having seen it in person, my heart began doing cartwheels as I recalled those memories.

If I used magic, maybe I really can fly through the sky.
I wonder if such magic exists… Ahh, I’m getting giddy, this is so exciting!

“I better strike whilst the iron is hot, huh?”

With a new wave of determination flowing through me, I clenched my fist.
Jumping out of my chair, I began to run.
Throwing open the doors to my room, I dashed through the castle corridors as fast as I could.

As I rounded the corridors, I bumped into a maid.
Quickly bowing in apology, I tried to get past her…

“Y-Your Highness?! Please do not run in the hallway?!”

But, before I could escape, I was held back from behind.
Since I was so small, it was easy for the maid to pick me up in her arms.

My feet didn’t stop swinging even as I was lifted into the air, but I couldn’t struggle loose with my childlike strength.
The maid stubbornly refused to let me go either, gripping me tight.
Looking back, I realized I actually knew this maid.
Combing through my memories, I believe her name was Illya?

“Oh, Illya.
I’m sorry, but I’m in a hurry.”

“Even if you say that, you’re still not allowed to run around the castle like that.”

“Uuu, meanie…”

After realizing that escape was impossible, I quickly gave up.
Seeing that I’d finally given up resisting her, the maid called Illya lowered me back to my feet.

“Just whatever is the rush, Your Highness?”

“I need to make a petition to father!”

“P-Petition…?”

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“Yes, a petition for I, Anne-Sophia, to learn magic!”

“Haa, magic…?”

Illya knelt down gently to meet my eyes.
The look on her face seemed genuinely confused.

“Yes, I want to learn how to use magic.”

“I suppose it’s a good thing to be motivated, but just why this, all of a sudden?”

“I want to fly in the sky.”

“Excuse me?”

“Flying.
In the sky.”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to learn magic?”

“To fly!”

“Haa…”

She looked like I was speaking in gibberish.
Well, it makes sense.
There was no precedent for using magic to fly as far as I knew, after all.

“That’s just one of the things I want to do with magic.
I also want to use magic to beat up bad guys and help out people in need!”

“My, my, isn’t that a wonderful dream? However, His Majesty is very busy.
I’ll make sure to pass along your request, so why don’t we go back to your room for now, alright, Your Highness?”

“Muuu, I guess… I’ll give up on the petition for now and rely on Illya.”

“Thank you very much.”

As if to say it wouldn’t be any trouble to her at all, Illya gave her chest a light tap.
It wasn’t a modest chest, either.
Looking closely, she really was a beauty.
Was part of the reason she was chosen to be a maid in the royal castle just how pretty she is?

Well, there was nothing else I could do, so I was brought back to my room.
Even if I could go rifling through my previous life’s memories, there didn’t seem to be anything more I could learn that day.
So, instead, I spent my time imagining all the things I could do once I started learning properly.
I began to get giddy just thinking about all the possibilities.

Thinking back, that was the beginning of my new life as Anne-Sophia von Palletia.

I’ll definitely do it! I’ll definitely become a magician!

 

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After that certain princess ‘awoke’, the years rolled by.

 

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In the Kingdom of Palletia, there is a state-funded academy for the sons and daughters of royalty and nobility, called the Palletian National Aristocratic Academy With even foreign students from abroad being invited to study there, it can be considered a microcosm of high society at large.

Of course, its chief purpose is education.
That said, even if the focus is supposed to be on raising the grades of students without getting lost in the jumble of social hierarchies, nobles will be nobles and royals will be royals.

Those of high status almost naturally come together, and those on lower strata can often find their future education in jeopardy if they step on the wrong toes.

That’s because it’s much easier to lance a single boil than let conflicts continue since if powerful parents were dragged into the fray, things could very quickly move beyond a mere schoolyard dispute.

Now then, today happened to be a particularly important day for the academy.
The final exams of the students in their graduation year were over, and a big party was being thrown to celebrate all their efforts.

As the students who had been putting in the hard yards these last few months mingled and socialized, elegant classical music was played by a small orchestra on the stage.
Despite the rumours that had been floating about, it was a wonderfully pleasant and gorgeously decorated party… Or, at least, it was supposed to be.

“I hereby declare in front of all of you as my witnesses, that my engagement with Euphilia Magneta is henceforth annulled!”

The First Prince of the Kingdom of Palletia and the heir apparent to the throne, Algard von Palletia, proudly proclaimed his declaration.

With just those words that spelt out the cancelling of his engagement, that glittering party turned into what was essentially a courtroom.

As she heard those words, Euphilia Magneta’s eyes opened wide, but she bit her lip, not saying a word.
She glared intensely at Algard, who stood above her.

Euphilia was the daughter of Duke Magneta, who most considered to be the foremost amongst all the Kingdom’s nobility.
She was an exceedingly elegant and beautiful girl.

Her long silvery hair hung down her waist, and those pink eyes contained an unmistakably strong will.
It’s often said of people with a strong gaze like hers that they can seem hard to approach, but that wasn’t the case with her.

If anything, that sharp gaze was part of her charm.
As the fiancee of the Crown Prince, as the future Queen of the country, no one could dispute that she was more than dignified enough in appearance for the role.

But, such a future was crumbling before her eyes.
That said, this isn’t something that had just happened out of the blue.
The ongoing conflict between Algard and Euphilia was the #1 topic for gossip amongst all the academy’s students.

Algard von Palletia, as the next in line to the throne, was enrolled in the academy to establish life-long connections with other young nobles, as well as to receive an education in the liberal arts.

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At his side stood the daughter of Duke Magneta, Euphilia.
Everyone gazed at them with a mixture of admiration and envy, the ideal couple to rule over the next chapter in the Kingdom’s history.

But, that ideal began to become murky the moment a daughter of a baron inserted herself between them.
Speaking of said Baron’s daughter, there she was, leaning on Algard’s arm.

“…Prince Algard, just why do you want to break off our engagement?”

Speaking slowly but firmly, her voice never trembling, Euphilia asked him that question.
But, her fists were curled so tightly that it wouldn’t be a surprise if her nails drew blood.

In response to her question, Algard glared coldly back at Euphilia.

“I’ve come to the conclusion that you aren’t worthy of being my fiancee.
What’s more, I shall not let you escape justice for all the outrages you’ve committed against Ryeini Cyan!

Ryeini Cyan, the name of the girl who stood by Algard’s side.
She had a mature body but a cute face, and those big tear-stained eyes tickled one’s urge to protect her.

She had the look of someone who might collapse to the floor in a faint at any moment, the exact opposite of Euphilia who stood strong with a sharp glare.
In a way, that was the root of all this.

Originally, the relationship between Algard and Euphilia, who had been brought together as part of a political marriage, was one of shared solidarity in their duties to the country.
In terms of true feelings towards one another, however, their relationship had not progressed much.

That’s why Ryeini, whose charms were the polar opposite of Euphilia’s, very quickly found her way into Algard’s heart.
That said, Algard wasn’t the only man who had his eyes on Ryeini, but that’s a matter for another time.

However, Ryeini was a baron’s daughter.
She wasn’t fit to be by Algard’s side, therefore Euphilia felt socially obligated to point that out.

It was because of this that the relationship between the two, which had never been truly warm, began to fall into true discord.
From the beginning, Algard had things he disliked about Euphilia, so that also became a factor.

In any case, as Euphilia, a person who holds both herself and others to high standards, began to take a hard attitude towards Ryeini, Algard, in turn, began to look upon her more and more disfavourably.

What’s more, the rumours that began to swirl amongst the noble sons and daughters who attended the academy added fuel to the fire, helping to sour their relationship so much that it wasn’t something that could be easily mended.
And so, the house of cards that had been precariously wobbling up until now came crashing down.

But, whilst Algard’s feelings towards Euphilia had become decidedly cold, what of Euphilia’s thoughts for Algard?

Whilst she certainly had no real fondness for him, she had felt a certain kinship with him in the shared responsibilities they held and planned to support him as a pillar of the country.
In a sense, feelings of camaraderie.
Those were the feelings she had held towards him as she supported and lived with him these past two years.

She’d also not thrown away the possibility that her feelings might one day blossom into love.
Euphilia believed that the best thing she could do in order to best carry out her duty was to work on herself, whilst supporting Algard in any way she could…

So, in a sense, the breaking off of the engagement wasn’t the thing that shocked her the most.
What was truly shocking to her was Algard’s behaviour.

“I’m not really sure what I should say about these ‘outrages’ you speak of, however, Prince Algard, have you received His Majesty’s permiss