The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

The basic competency determination test has also been successfully completed (…), and the practical test begins at last.

Practical exams are in the form of practical tests.

Students fight each other three while replacing their opponents.

It means examining its contents.

For once, it means that the performance will not be reflected in the exam, but it is the people who will judge it.

It would still be better to win, as would the exam officer's mental state.

Besides, even if winning or losing doesn't matter, I'm not going to lose.

And I'm not the only one who seems to think that.

"No grudges if you hit me, so..."

Cecil was breathing.

I guess I had a good feeling about the basic proficiency test.

In the written and thesis exams, you had dead fish eyes......

He's a cash guy.

"Yeah. Let's do our best."

Sarasa seems to be doing better.

They were able to put together the basic competency test that they said they were not comfortable with.

Written and dissertation exams were mostly correct when they answered each other verbally, hopefully not with confidence.

That's right, Sarasa.

I'm just wearing glasses.

"By the way, the magic test venue was amazing, but what's wrong?

"It was rumored. I heard a noise until another venue."

Cecil and Sarasa ask me as they round their eyes.

Well.

I'm sure the magic silver (Mithril) I used was crude.

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My opponent in World War I was a nobleman in a judgment test group.

As always, he has a burnt face.

And the smell. I was pumping the smell of perfume.

"I was surprised at the magic test, but that's some kind of mistake. But if it's a test in action, you can't delude it. Get ready, you pettens."

The nobleman of [Wizard] put up his staff.

[Villager] So now you're calling for a petenmaster?

He doesn't want to believe it.

the difference between our strengths and [the villagers].

Before the practical exams began, I was given the Demon Gem by the examiner.

Demon Gems are magical guides with magical powers.

It is mainly loaded with magic such as [Timed Recovery] and [Physical Defense] [Anti-Magic Lift] and activated passively for use.

This time, it was [Magic Destruction] [Enhanced Slash Resistance] that was on the Demon Gem.

The former is magic that erases the effects of magic.

The latter is a magic that increases the resistance to slashing and spikes.

"The only thing this demonic gem receives is a shock wave. Of course, if you take strong damage, be careful because they are so meticulously crafted to take strong shocks.... because it's the body you keep from your parents. It's a measure to keep you from getting hurt."

"Is the durability of the Devil's Gem okay?

"Ha... Are you scared, student? It's okay. This demon jewel is treasure-armed - that is, has an effect close to the artifact. As far as I know, it's never broken."

The Examiner applies a procedure to tame the student with the effects of the Demon Gem.

When I finished the work, he left me.

I see. You mean you can do it for real.

I stare at the front.

A nobleman, already ready, was waiting.

A cylindrical militant venue with fifty steps in diameter.

The audience gathered students and overlooked the martial arts.

I step lightly with a ton.

I ascertained the feel of the hard sand.

The examiner stands between me and the nobleman.

When we looked at each other, we put our arms up.

"Beginning-"

[Flaming Ball]!!

Suddenly I heard a magical chant.

A giant mass of fire can be thrown at me.

The venue was immediately stained with red lotus.

I am swallowed by the vortex of fire.

"Hihaha!! What about my magic? This is an intermediate Flame Attribute Magic that you have earned by accumulating tricks. Too bad you can't burn bugs directly."

"Terrible!! Even though the beginning signal wasn't ringing yet."

Sarasa rises with a voice of protest.

Then the aristocrat glanced at the guillotine.

"Whoa. What are you wearing, eyeglass skunks! Is your eye a pit? Is that against the rules? Huh? I sang it right after the beginning. Hey, Examiner."

Asked.

The examiner said nothing.

Because I try not to speak in their favor.

Next to Sarasa getting angry, Cecil was calm.

"You've been targeted for an irregular sleuth. If that's the time, it's hard to admit it. But this is an exam. Bad bare lines can be subtracted."

"Well, still... That's against the rules, Cecil."

"When it comes to Russell, it gets mucky as soon as possible. You're adorable, Sarasa."

"- Huh! Or don't make fun of me!

"It's okay. There's no way Russell's gonna get hit like this."

"Huh??

The flames clear.

What showed up was a space of nothing.

There's just something like burnt marks on the ground.

"Hiha! What is it, isn't it? Could it be that you've really wiped out the charcoal? Examiner...... This isn't my fault, is it? If I killed someone, my family name would be scratched."

It's okay, [Master Magic (Garbage Removal)].

My voice echoes into a cylindrical militant field.

But he doesn't look like me.

Only one nobleman and the sand will spread.

"Here."

My voice sounded clear.

Everyone's gaze rises.

It was directed from the militant field, over it.

"Hey...... You're lying..."

Cecil falls out of the chair.

"Wow...... It's floating."

Sarasa stood up, as if praying to God, and put her hands together.

That's right. I was floating.

Magic of [Wizard] - [Floating].

Intermediate magic, but this magical liver is a control of Zubari magic.

Even if you accumulate skill points and earn them, many are difficult to operate and frustrating.

"No! He said he was flying! Oh, there's no way there's such magic."

The nobility is also stunned.

Everyone in the venue was surprised to peel their eyes and open their mouths.

What is this nobleman talking about?

[Floating] is the magic of [Wizard of Magic (Wizard)].

It's not as hard as winning.

No way......

Three hundred years later, there will be technical degradation, and it won't be without users.

It could be.

The magic of [floating] was used on the battlefield for surprise raids and preaching from the sky.

But extremely low versatility.

In times of peace, it may only be about showing off by humans with special skills.

Well, fine.

Anyway, now it's my turn.

I raised my hand.

"The nobleman's [Wizard]. Your magic is a child's game of fire."

"What!!

"I'll tell you. This is what magic means."

I finally start my magic.

Explosive flames spread out of my hands.

The venue is stained with red lotus.

It was as if a small sun had appeared in front of him.

Fire chunks clash at high speeds to [Mage].

Moments, wrapped in flames.

"Ghahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

It was like a scream of an extinct demon.

Hellfire even tries to swallow its voice.

The examiner took a breath on the side, and was overwhelmed.

The temperature at the test venue gets hot at once.

Even if I sweat on my forehead, no one tries to wipe it.

Everyone was fascinated by the flames.

After a while, the flame stops.

It was a naked nobleman who showed up.

The clothes I was wearing were extinguished by a magical fire.

You've been saved by the effects of [Magic Erase].

Looks flashly damaged, but to the point of lightly burning the skin.

Immediate treatment will leave no marks.

The examiner confirms the fallen student.

The demonic jewels I lowered from its neck were also naturally worn out.

"Stupid...... I can't believe it outweighs the magic output of Demon Gems. What kind of advanced magic did you use?"

"I don't use advanced magic."

"Nah! He said he didn't use advanced magic."

"That's [the first flame]. It's the Wizard's primary magic."

I answered openly.

The examiner then solidifies.

The students, who were listening with their ears shut, also froze.

The place is quiet.

Eventually, time moved out.

"" "" "Shit, elementary magic OOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

I shouted up.

"I was going to give you a break for once..."

Approaching the nobility and checking the demonic jewels raised from his neck, he was already worn out.

Just as I expected.

Even elementary magic seems to have overtaken the effects of demonic gems.

Next time, I need to keep my magic power down a little bit.

Accidentally again... not even blowing up every venue.

"Eh...... By the way, exam officer."

"Yes...... What is it?"

For some reason, it was a tribute.

"This is the end of the first round, right?"

"Oh, oh...... You win! et al., a victory for Russell Singh Stark!!

The examiner wins.

Then, at once, the voltage of the venue rose.

Stand up, slap your hands.

It's supposed to be an exam, but 10,000 Thunder applause wrapped me up.

While everyone was making a scene, one person stood on stage and I leaned my neck.

That's crazy.

Didn't winning or losing have anything to do with it?