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"Hmph, so darkness magician's only offensive spell that historically was used to murder the king Kasorius Reterne Bellcephora and his family as well as the officials in the palace, was just this?"

The red-haired teacher went out of his way to complain about the looks of the black-haired student's spell before it was used in action, and although Kros had kind of similar thoughts about the wimpy darkness blade, he most definitely thought that his colleague was stepping over the boundary of good taste.

"..."

The black-haired boy flinched and lowered his head, clearly embarrassed.

|A magician knows his own spells best...|

Kros sighed internally.

*poke*

"...?"

The elderly light magician frowned as he felt someone nudging him in the side.

He turned and saw the young blue-haired teacher, so his frown lessened a bit.

She pushed her notes towards him.

Yellow...? - was written in the corner of the first page.

"..."

Kros made a concerned expression.

At most. - he wrote on in his own notes and showed it back.

"..."

The two of them looked at each other and sighed...

*SCREEEEEECH*

"!!!!!!!!"

A horrible drilling sound pierced the air making them flinch!

When they looked around for the source of the sound they saw the student Zoemi with his right hand on the enchanted armor's breastplate, the black murky blade was completely buried inside the armor, and the mana crystal inside was producing an intense red light.

"What!?"

Kros was the first one to stand up from his seat and come close to examine the armor, as the other two – especially the red-haired man – were too shocked to react.

"W-was I not supposed to break it?!"

*SCREEEEEECH*

Student Zoemi gasped in panic and retracted his hand, causing the exact same noise again.

"..."

Kros himself inspected the armor.

"Pierced right through the breastplate... the entrance wound - straight through the heart... If a human was wearing that there's no chance for them to survive..."

The elderly teacher straightened his back and muttered more to himself than to other examiners or the black-haired student.

"Do that again, boy!"

Kros demanded.

"Yes, sir! B-but, if you don't mind – I will get rid of the sound, alright? Muffle."

The boy nodded, but this time he whispered another spell name before he attacked the armor, aiming at the back of it.

..and that time, there was no shrilling noise – or any noise whatsoever, even though the feeble blade penetrated the armor just as it did for the first time.

"!!!!"

Kros's eyes were bulging out of their sockets, the darkness blade that looked as if it should disperse at once when it barely came in contact with the enchanted armor, actually turned out to be almost as deadly as the spells he witnessed in the past.

The boy had to put more strength into the stabbing motion than the darkness magician the elderly teacher fought, but regardless, coupled with the lack of sound, it was still a terrifying deadly spell!

"Did you just use a spell that erased the sound?"

Shocked Kros asked the student.

"Ah, sorry, this time I used the silencing spell because my ears started hurting from the first time."

Student Auequas looked down bashfully – clearly misunderstanding what the elderly teacher meant.

Kros wasn't bothered that he used the silencing spell – he was shocked that he was able to use it at all! That wasn't supposed to be a spell that a kid his age should have mastered!

As magicians grew, they learn to control and use their spells in better, more creative ways – some spells required much longer to master than the others.

Two of the most prominent examples of that were the teleportation spell of the light magician and – you guessed it – the muffle spell of the darkness magicians.

The situation was a bit different with transcended magicians, but with the tiny amount of mana, the scarred boy obviously wasn't one!

"It wasn't an offensive spell, but that won't lower my score, will it?"

Student Auequas added fearfully.

"No, quite opposite actually... anyway... let's continue with the test...."

The shaken blue-haired woman gulped down her saliva and waved her hand encouragingly.

"Hold on a bit. Boy, let me see that spell of yours up close."

Kros raised his hand, stopping the blue-haired teacher, and beckoned the black-haired student closer.

"...? Oh, as you wish, sir."

Zoemi nodded obediently and approached the elderly teacher, reaching his hand slightly to the side so that the blade would not be pointed at him.

"Hmmm..."

The light magician furrowed his brows, he went ahead and grabbed the boy's wrist and leaned so close to the darkness blade that he was almost touching it with the tip of his nose.

|...it really is acting differently than I remember...|

Kros thought to himself before putting his hand up.

The next moment, the tip of his index finger started glowing with a brilliant golden light, so powerful that either Zoemi or the two other teachers had trouble looking directly at it.

"...!"

But Kros didn't care about them – because he made an astounding discovery!

It was something that he never expected!

"Lord Shuze... if you may, can we continue with the examination? We've lost enough time already."

The red-haired teacher called out respectfully – but heavily hinting at not appreciating the delay."

"Yes, yes, in a minute... Boy - how much mana does it take to continuously cast that spell...?"

The light magician nodded, releasing his spell and putting down his hand – but instead of walking back to his seat, he instead asked Zomei a question.

"Continuously cast?"

Zoemi raised his brow and tilted his head.

"The mana required to keep it active."

The elderly teacher explained hurriedly.

"Ah, no, sir – I know what you meant - it's just that this spell is a single cast. It takes one-fifth of my mana to cast it, but it stays active until I recall it - doesn't take any additional mana aside from that."

"!!!!"

The black-haired student explained and the elderly magician shuddered.

"Even if enter mana depletion state?!"

"Y-yes... but that would be dangerous on a whole another level..."

Kors asked and Zomei flinched and nodded, shuddering merely imagining what unintentional damages would be caused if he left his spell active when he was acting like an idiot.

|Increadible – that is NOT how the darkness blade of that bastard worked – once his mana ran out the blade dissapeared|

The elderly magician recalled his last encounter with the enemy darkness magician and his hands trembled from excitement.

"Ahem...!"

But – as it was signaled by the annoyed fake-cough of the red-haired teacher - the examination had to continue so Kros returned to his seat.

"Now it's the time for the short-range test."

The red-haired teacher waved his hand dismissively, with a rather obvious nasty smirk.

"Ah... Theoretically, I don't have any ranged spells at all..."

"Yes, yes. Do not worry about it.

Hearing the student's answer the blue-haired woman nodded and noted something in her papers.

"Theoretically?"

"...?"

The other two didn't pay much attention to it, but Kros instantly picked up the suggestion in Zoemi's voice, causing the blue-haired teacher to perk up curiously.

|Could it be that he can actually...!|

The elderly teacher started holding his breath subconsciously.

"Well, sir, you see, if I use my utility spells I can get close to the target and stab it so that technically should count as a ranged attack... right...?"

|Ah, so it's only that...|

Kros was disappointed at the boy's explanation.

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