With a Luck Value of 999, I’m the Strongest in the World Because I Can Absolutely Succeed in [Instan

 “Luck Value 999”

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A group of adults had gathered around a baby, their eyes shining with anticipation as they gazed at the child. A serious-looking magician with glasses then walked up to the baby and quickly waved his right hand.

“The magic power value of Sachi is… ‘1’,” the magician said.

In that moment, the expectant gazes around the room turned to shock. The father of the baby, Kurubis Gracier, widened his eyes in disbelief and trembled slightly. Meanwhile, the baby, Sachi Gracier, started crying as if sensing the unsettling atmosphere.

The magic power value represents the strength of a person’s power when using magic. It could also be described as a magician’s talent. In the country of Orchard, where this story takes place, a person’s ability as a magician is everything. The country has produced many talented magicians, and their development of magical technology has greatly improved their military and economic power. Since talent in magic is largely determined by bloodlines, families of magicians are given preferential treatment.

The Gracier family is one of those families. They have produced many top-tier magicians throughout history, contributed to the country’s development, and have been granted social privileges and status. To maintain their position, the Gracier family must develop their children’s talents and send them off as magicians. However, Sachi, born as the eldest daughter of the Gracier family, has achieved a hopeless result of a “magic power value of 1.”

“Why… this can’t be right… this is my child,” Sachi’s father, Kurubis, could not accept the result and was still in shock. He then ran to Sachi’s side and used the appraisal magic himself instead of relying on a third-party magician, called a “magic power appraiser,” which is mandatory in this appraisal ceremony. The Gracier family’s tradition of this “appraisal ceremony” is to showcase their children’s magical talent to acquaintances from other noble families.

The origins of the ceremony are varied, but now, it serves as a means to demonstrate a noble family’s dignity by displaying their child’s talent. Even though a “magic power appraiser” is necessary for the appraisal ceremony, Kurubis, as the current head of the Gracier family, has the qualifications and abilities of a national magician and decided to appraise his daughter’s magic power himself.

“This is ridiculous…”

However, even if Kurubis appraised Sachi himself, the result did not change. Sachi’s magic power value was still 1.

“I have never seen such a small number of magical value. While the number of magical particles is ordinary, why is the magic power value so low?” Kurubis exclaimed.

Magical particles, a mysterious force, reside within the human body. These particles listen to the host’s voice, known as an incantation, and in response, cause supernatural phenomena to occur. This is what magic is. Therefore, the power of magic is directly proportional to the size of the magical particles. The larger the magical particles in the body, the greater the power when using magic. Additionally, having a greater number of magical particles allows for the use of more magic spells. Other qualities can also be determined by observing the color and personality of magical particles.

In Sachi’s case, although the number of magical particles was ordinary, their size was as small as grains of sand. “With such a small size, although Sachi can activate magic, it will have no power,” Kurubis stated.

Suppose someone has a magic power value of 100 and 20 magical particles. In that case, they can use a spell with 100 power 20 times. In contrast, if someone has a magic power value of 1 but has 100 magical particles, they can use a spell with a power of 1 a hundred times. However, this is no comfort. When a regular magician casts a low-level spell such as Flame Sphere, they can conjure up a fireball from their palm. In contrast, if Sachi cast it, she would only produce a weak flame akin to a matchstick. Firing it a hundred times is meaningless. Therefore, the size of the magical particles is crucial.

While the number of magical particles can be increased through training, particle size is determined at birth. Parental magical particles play a role in determining their child’s particle size, with children inheriting their parents’ magical particles. However, for some unknown reason, Sachi did not inherit this talent. Therefore, there is no hope of further improvement in her magical abilities.

“But in exchange, her luck value is ‘999’,” said the magic appraiser.

“999?” Kurubis furrowed his brow at the news.

The appraiser assessed the nature of the magical elements and quantified the talent for magic as a numerical value. According to his estimation, Sachie’s magic power was only one, but her luck value was an extraordinary 999.

The average magic power of a national mage is 150, and the luck value is at most 50, so there is no mistake that this is an astonishing value.

However…

“What is the point of having a luck value of 999? It is a completely unnecessary talent for a mage!” Kurubis exclaimed.

Indeed, having a high luck value means nothing in terms of improving the effectiveness of magic. Measuring a person’s good luck through the “glow” of the magical elements, the luck value is nothing but an unneeded byproduct for mages.

The only benefit would be a slightly better daily life.

Therefore, when the people around heard Sachie’s luck value was 999, they couldn’t help but chuckle.

This appraisal ceremony became a disgraceful event for the Gracier family, the first of its kind.

“This is a disgrace to the Gracier family…!” Kurubis muttered.

From that moment on, all expectations for Sachie were completely extinguished, and her treatment within the household became rough.

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Three years had passed, and Sachie began to realize that she was being treated unfairly.

The trigger for this realization was her older brother.

Mize Gracier, unlike Sachi, had plenty of talent in magic and was showered with affection and lavish gifts from their father. He received everything he desired, including unnecessary jewels and decorations, a large room, and over a dozen dedicated maids. He also had an abundance of study materials, including paper, pens, and books.

In contrast, Sachi lived in a small, shabby room and was given only the bare minimum of necessities. She felt a significant gap between herself and her brother, especially when she saw the luxurious meals that he was given.

The Gracier household’s kitchen was located right next to Sachi’s room. The delicious aroma wafting from the kitchen always tempted her, and she often peeked through the door to gaze enviously at her brother’s meals, consisting of shiny meat and fresh fish. She could not help but wish for even a small piece of the juicy fruit or a slice of bread.

As a result, Sachi was thin and undernourished, with lackluster silver hair that was supposed to be shiny and lustrous. She understood why she was being treated so unfairly, though, as she lacked any magical talent.

In this country, for the Gracier family, magic talent equated to a person’s worth. Without it, Sachi felt she had no value.

However, she was grateful to be allowed to stay in the house and have meals. She also eagerly awaited the opportunity to help the maids and attend school in exchange for her work.

Therefore, Sachi was content with her current situation and deeply appreciated the peaceful days she spent in the house.

However, as time passed and shortly after Sachi turned five, her life would undergo a drastic change.

It happened when her brother was playing with a friend he had met at a gathering of prestigious families within the estate. Mize sneaked into father’s room and showed his friend the jewels and antiques on display. Inadvertently, Mize dropped and broke a valuable vase that had been passed down through generations as a commemorative gift from the country.

Perhaps fearing his father’s anger, Mize told a lie, using his younger and less-favored sister Sachi as a scapegoat. It was a plausible enough deception that even six boys couldn’t have thought of a better one. To further enhance their credibility, Mize added a line, “Unlike me, Sachi was angered by being mistreated and deliberately shattered Father’s prized vase.”

Naturally, their father, Kurubis, burst into Sachi’s room in a fit of rage, believing his beloved son’s words without question. Kurubis not only scolded Sachi for this incident but also berated her for being a useless daughter who had accumulated his anger thus far.

Confused and taken aback, Sachi tilted her head, not understanding the accusation of a crime she had not committed. As a result, Kurubis’s anger grew even more, and he continued to lash out at Sachie.

“Don’t play dumb! You broke my vase because you were unhappy with being mistreated! Even though I had pity on you and let you stay in this estate despite your incompetence, you are such an infuriating daughter!”

Finally, Kurubis’s long-held anger erupted, and he disowned Sachi, banishing her from the Gracier family. He ordered the coachman to prepare a carriage and take Sachie somewhere to be abandoned in the forest.

And so, Sachie was expelled from the Gracier family. No one stood up for her, and even the brother who caused this watched her being taken away as if it were someone else’s problem. In fact, he seemed deeply relieved that his own wrongdoing had not been exposed.

Eventually, the carriage carrying Sachi arrived at a deep and dark forest, and she was hurriedly dropped off.

“Please forgive me, Sachi-sama!” The coachman, unable to defy his master’s orders, quickly drove the carriage away, leaving Sachi alone.

Left to fend for herself, Sachi desperately tried to understand her situation. “Where am I?” she asked herself in the deserted, dark forest. She had been left without any belongings, not even money, fire-starting tools, or a knife. All she had on her was her dirty clothes and her slender figure, with her silver hair.

Even at five years old, she understood to some degree that she had been kicked out of her home. Eventually, she would learn why she was left in that specific location and why the coachman had driven away so quickly.

Suddenly, Sachi heard a beast groaning from somewhere, as she stood frozen in place. Soon, the source of the noise emerged from the shadow of a tree. It was a gigantic monster in the form of a black wolf, with needle-like black fur, a body larger than that of a human adult, and sharp fangs and claws.

The monstrous black wolf had come seeking prey. “A demon beast!?” Sachi exclaimed in shock.

Magical beasts. Fierce beasts that roam around the world. They are mostly carnivorous and have a particular habit of enjoying the taste of humans, as they, like humans, carry magical essence within them and can use it to exhibit various powers. By devouring humans, they can grow their own magical essence, which is said to be their ultimate delicacy.

Therefore, they are sensitive to the scent of humans who carry magical essence, and this black wolf was lured by the scent of magical essence emitted by Sachi.

“Help… me…!”

Magical beasts have a tough outer layer called “Magical Clothing,” which makes them resistant to conventional weapons such as swords and explosives, and it is difficult to inflict any damage on them. The most effective way to strip away this protective layer is to use magic that utilizes magical essence.

Thus, magical practitioners have been responsible for defeating magical beasts since ancient times, and even today, there are many practitioners who make a living as “magical beast hunters.” However, Sachi was born into a family of renowned magical practitioners but lacked the talent for magic and did not even possess a single knife, so she had no chance of winning.

“Someone… help me…!”

Sachi trembled in fear as the black wolf drooled and panted heavily.

She wanted to run away, but fear petrified her, rendering her unable to move at all. And then Sachi realized that she had not only been kicked out of her house but also completely abandoned.

“Useless people should disappear. Useless people should die.” That’s what they wanted to say, and Sachi realized it.

The enormous black wolf leaped at Sachi’s small body.

“[The enemy is right there–Crimson Blaze–Unite and shoot through the magical essence!]”

Suddenly, a beautiful woman’s voice echoed from somewhere.

“[Burning spherical flame, Flame Sphere!]”

At the same time, a bright red fireball struck the black wolf’s flank with tremendous force, and its massive body flew off into the forest beyond.

The black wolf was defeated with just one blow, completely motionless.

Distracted by the rapidly changing situation, Sachi was momentarily stunned, and then the person who had blown the black wolf away appeared from the darkness of the forest.

She wore a black robe even darker than the wolf’s fur, and despite her slender yet feminine figure, her expressionless beauty showed through her hood that concealed her eyes.

“Are you okay, young lady?”

Sachi’s encounter with Sage Mulberry can be said to have been her first stroke of luck.

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Hey guys, so this is the third novel I have decided to write. Thanks for reading and if there are any mistakes, let me know.