Don't Call Me a Genius Mage, I'm a Swordsman

The raven in the north cannot fly beyond the high walls of the imperial capital. Ethan Adlon, the only son of the Duke of the North, grew up in the coldest wind in the empire. He had already determined that his destiny was to hold the sword, defend the city, and eventually fall under the scimitar of the tribe. When he was six years old, a flame burst out of his palm for no apparent reason. It's not matches, it's magic. Since then, he has become the most high-profile heir in the North and the most amazing genius battle mage in the Magic Academy. While the enemy was still struggling with his powerful spells, Ethan had already drawn his sword. "Don't call me a mage, I'm a swordsman."