Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

77 Royal College Entrance Exams

Looking out at the sight in front of him, Sylvia Heydrich Radius was throbbing with relief.

There it is, burning with a loud noise.

It was the test results of someone who was in line before, and she left the scene with a natural face.

She'll pass without having to check the direction she's headed.

I mean, to pass this exam, if you can't do as much as that using magic... no.

"Yeah, you're not... eagles are eagles. Without worrying about anyone...... the eagle came of his own free will. You just have to do the best you can. Isn't that right?

I just whined and although I never get a response back as usual, I just felt Sylvia was feeling a little better.

Re-establish your temper and squeal alright.

"Okay, next. Hundred and fifty-three."

"Oh, yes!

My own number is called, and Sylvia comes forward in a little panic.

Nothing. The next person hasn't come yet, so I don't need to panic, but it's a mood problem there.

I walked to a prescribed place...... but there, I leaned my neck.

"Oh, um... targeted"

"Yeah? It would be there if it was targeted, wouldn't it?

It did happen.

At the end of the line of sight, is it about thirty meters?

Ahead of the flat ground continued, it is.

There is, but...

"Um... I'm on fire...?

"Right, because I was burned in an earlier exam. So, what's wrong with that?

"Yep..."

Instead, why did you think you wouldn't do anything about it?

The troubled Sylvia somehow looks over the spot... but nothing like breaking the status quo existed as a matter of course.

If you're going to say it in the end, it's a training ground.

As for the size, is it like fifty meters square or something?

Because it is now used as a test, or only the uneven ground is spread out there, only those that are far away or still burning.

No, actually, there were other targets when Sylvia came here, but they were all sometimes exploded, sometimes shattered, and gone by the magic unleashed by the other students.

And the last one was that...

"What's up? The exam's already started, right? I don't give a signal or anything from here, so I don't mind doing it at the time I want. You know what to do?

"Yes... I know, but..."

Nodding, I repulse the words I heard when I came here.

Sure...

- Let go of whatever you guys are best at, and charm me.

It should have been.

But even so, if the target is are- No?

"That, speaking of..."

If you think about it, they don't tell you to break the target or burn it.

Then...

"... yeah, I can... should"

If I shouldn't have, that's when I reopened.

When I exhale one breath, I stare straight at what is still burning and stick my right hand out to grab it.

And.

"- Freeze, Ice Formation"

- All-powerful talented intermediate (magic guide intermediate/false): magic and ice formation.

Immediately after spinning the Spirit, it was in the sight that froze instantly.

Regardless of the target or the flame, all of it is trapped in the ice.

To the sight of it as it was aimed, okay, whine small...... then softly stole a look at the woman as an examiner.

Although I think the results are good now, I am not very confident in what I have done.

The verdict is...

"Um... it was good magic. Well, as far as judgment is concerned, so on. It turned out to be fascinating, but wasn't that intentional? I waited for the target to burn, but it wasn't enough."

"Uh... yes, what is it? Because then, the target..."

"If you're completely burned out, you just have to prepare a new one, right? A hundred and fifty-second magicians used magic until your turn in the first place? There's no way it's good enough, no matter how targeted it is."

"Ah..."

If you ask me, you're right.

I used magic in a hurry... but it didn't have to be from the beginning.

"Those things, you just have to learn to chase them. As it turns out, it's only a few extra points that I've learned so much about your magic. If that was due to accurate circumstantial judgment, I didn't have anything to say."

"... Yes, I'll do my best"

"I still don't know if that hard work can be demonstrated in this college... but for now, you seem qualified for it"

"Huh... that"

"Good magic, I told you. You don't have to go home like this, just head straight over there. [M] The instructor waiting for you will take you to your next destination."

"... ah"

What that means would be obvious.

This means that I got a pass when it comes to practical skills.

It didn't seem to be the complete right answer... but when I realized I twitched about it, I clenched my fist a little smaller.

"... I did it"

"Well, I'm sorry I'm happy, but will you leave early? Apparently, the next one's here."

"Oh, yes, I'm sorry"

If I moved out in a hurry, it was certainly just when a new person arrived.

Momentary to the person...... the boy sucked my eyes out because he had such lustrous, pitch-black hair that I thought he was going to be sucked in.

Hair is said to represent the talent of the person, and black is even said to be a color equipped with all talent.

For that reason, the legs that were going to leave stopped naturally, and Sylvia was staring at the boy.

"Well, that was just the right time. You're number one hundred and fifty-four, but as you can see, there's no one else now. We're gonna keep going to the exam."

"Hmm... well, there's no problem. So, what's the exam about?

"Oh, you see a target over there? Unleash whatever you do best at that, and charm me. That's it."

I thought maybe it would, but to what really happened, Sylvia accidentally leaked her voice.

But I was able to contain it because I realized that it would only interfere with his exams.

Although what I did earlier seems to have already interrupted his exams.

Whatever it is, Sylvia froze it first.

It wouldn't be just realistic to leave it alone and wait for the ice to melt... and the truth is, that still keeps the magic and lets off the cold air.

Because that's the magic.

So if he was good at flaming magic, he would really get in the way, and that would be to some extent the same with other magic.

Apparently, though, he's not going to change his mind...... Sylvia is sorry about that and somehow watches the exam continue.

"What you're best at, you don't care what you do?

"Of course. I don't know what kind of judgment to make there, because it's the exam."

"Hmm... I understand. Then my life will use this."

That said, to what the boy had taken in his hand, Sylvia was about to raise her voice again.

Because it was the sword that the boy was laying on his back.

No, strictly speaking, is there a place called a sword-shaped wand?

I guess the fact that exams don't stop means that they sometimes use those things... but anyway, a sword-shaped wand is something that uses something very rare.

The wand is not mandatory for the Mage, but it is said that you should have it.

Because a wand tailored for a magician provides assistance when using magic.

However, it has been possible to use some magic… that is when it went up to the middle.

Because until then, you can't use magic as complicated as needing the aid of a cane.

Conversely, the use of canes at this stage means that they are so talented and strenuous.

Well, even more talented people don't need canes in the first place.

That's why it's normal for a magician to use a wand in itself.

What kind of wand to use is different from person to person, and there is some difference between people in wanding what they are accustomed to from frequent use, or the emphasis on portability... but still few people will be wanding swords.

I have heard stories of a wizard who is also talented in swordsmanship, who had it very rarely, but at least it was the first time Sylvia had actually seen it.

But it is only then that I am even more interested in what magic that boy will use.

It's magical enough to use a wand, and the wand is sword-shaped.

There could be no such thing as a wizard not interested there.

And thinking about it, I saw the boy put up a sword.

"Then go."

I see. I still just use a sword-shaped wand, and I think magic has something to do with swordsmanship.

- Demon Sword.

It was white that I recognized shortly afterwards.

Overwhelming. That smeared my vision within a moment, and soon after I visited it was a roar.

With it, the wind is passing with so much impulse...

"... Yes?

To a clear vision, a widened sight, Sylvia was unintentionally zeroing a grunt.

The reason it happened was simple and lucid.

Until recently, there must have been a wall of ice and a training ground behind it.

And now...

"... stupid. The walls of the training ground are designed to withstand where instructors have given their full strength...? Is that a blow...?

There was nothing to respond to the words of the stunned examiner, and there was just a pocky hole there.

Beyond that, naturally, we see the sight of the college outside the training ground.

And.

"Hmm...... that? Could it have been a little too much, my son?

The voices of such a slightly troubled boy reached the ears of such Sylvia and the others.