Chapter 372: 372 Lesson 367 Level 1 Exam (Medium)

"Hey, Tordie. Maweefull's coming."

Before the first level exam.

That's what Mr. Rossum told me, and I couldn't hide my surprise.

"Mr. Maweeful, is that Mr. Maweeful?

"Ouch. It's that maweefull."

To my inquiry, Mr. Rossum nodded loudly.

Maweeful Parhauna.

I'm a freelance magician from the civilian population.

Even when it comes to magicians, their direction is innumerable, with some taking research positions and others becoming manufacturing and technical jobs like magicians.

But Maweeful Parhauna is a woman who has made a name for herself as a raw battle magician - a proxy for crusading demons and running mercenaries, and dueling.

Therefore, its combat capability is intense.

Therefore, it was said that the royalty and the marquis were contending and wanted a servant.

Why did she...?

"Do some nobleman even duel?

"Ainya. Luckily, there hasn't been a noisy incident."

"Then why would she? No massive warcraft crusade reports, no war, right?

"So far, Nah...... I don't know what's going to happen a few years away."

"Mr. Rossum, please don't tell me you're not even on edge... Huh!

"Ha! Bad bad. So, it's Maweeful's purpose to visit, but apparently, he'll be the opponent of the 'That Kid' practical exam"

"-! Are you Alto Crane Putt?!?"

I opened my eyes.

When it comes to children who are witchcrafted in this country, the name of Her Royal Highness the Fourth Princess should be mentioned first, but Ms. Rossum purposefully waved the subject to me.

When that happens, the child in question will say who we are familiar with - that is, Alt-kun.

"But why would a super warrior mage like her...?

"I don't know...? I heard it was some great guy pushing in, but I don't know any more...? In the first place, a woman named Maweeflu Parhauna said she wouldn't care about money or status, so she must have caught it for a different reward."

I don't know much about Mr. Maweeful's motives because I don't know who he is.

But with her appearance, it turns out that Alt-kun's practical exams can once again involve difficulties.

"I don't know how many ability-attenuating rings you put on, but that great magician is against you, isn't Alt-kun pathetic...?

"Mm-hmm. So, Tordie. You're the referee. If Alto Crane Putt loses to Maweeful Parhauna, if he decides he's strong enough for the first degree, he can pass."

That's why I'm here today.

In front of you is a sorcery battle between the Prodigy and the Great Mage.

Mr. Rossum said, "For you, a tour of this game would be a good study, too, wouldn't it? He said," The referee can't just be seen. In times of need, the ability to respond immediately is also required.

Take it on. What is it, but I don't think you're in a position to take it easy...

(Alt-kun created the example 'chunk of water'...)

That's the automatic turret I created when I played against Mr. Rossum.

I have no idea what I can do to assemble such sorcery.

I've never seen anyone else use this magic, so I guess that's Alt-kun's original spelling.

Just this one thing, I can tell he's an isolated genius.

The floating turret that appeared over the boy's head fires an uninterrupted water bullet, just as it did then.

Mr. Maweeful hastily entered evasive action.

Even a magician of her age must have been an unknown technique.

"You use funny magic. Bullshit. Wow, you."

Even so, she is perfectly water-bombed.

How to take the time.

Movement to evasion.

I can tell from the side that I can 'be sure to avoid it'.

There, Alt-kun will unleash water bullets himself.

It was at this time that I thought Mr. Maweeful at heart was amazing.

His water bullets changed orbit in the air.

I ate it, that mysterious attack.

Magic that can't be bent.

She said it was critical.

"... Huh! What, is that... Huh!?"

Surprisingly, it instantly fires multiple ice columns.

It plays an attack from an automatic turret, prevents an attack from alt-kun, and still strikes like an unintentional, deflected counter that strikes back.

But Alt-kun must have predicted this.

Mr. Rossum's paring made it easier for him to play Mr. Maweeful's offense.

The instantaneous redeployment, even considering the scene of first degree, could have been described as an attack of a different dimension.

At least if Alt-kun's opponent wasn't Mr. Maweeful, the game would probably have already been over.

The little boy, he frowned.

"Is it hard because it's first class, or am I the only one with a terrible opponent..."

Excuse me, it's the latter.

But Alt-kun's expansion of the 'chunk of water' made the lead entirely his.

The attack from Mr. Maweehul was intercepted, while the attack from Alt-kun seems to be manageable.

Will the victory go back into Alt-kun's hands like this?

The arrowhead who thought so, Mr. Maweeful laughed invincibly.

"No, no. Some bucket stuff was more than I expected. It's not something. You won't be complaining if you raise the battle level another step."

"No, I will. This is an exam, not a death fight, so be the first to compete."

"Hmph...... Meh."

At the end of her listed cane, the cold air converges.

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My knowledge is that Maweeful Parhauna doesn't like water system magic, but it seems very unlikely.

"I'm sorry, me? I hear the Wang Du exam venue is excellent in both treatment facilities and doctors, so if there's a 'what if', rely on that one, okay?

"Are you out of blood again..."

Alt-kun looked like he hated the bottom of his heart.

But when I hear that I will loosen my hand, there is no fine dust in the cowardly appearance.

Is that all you have confidence in your power?

Or is it just the liver sitting there?

"I'm just giving up..."

Those words came to me, pompous.

And Mr. Maweeful has developed a surgical ceremony.

Only the user of unchanging magic, with a pronounced speed of construction.

Even in my fast language, can I prevent this in time......

"I'm going... Ice blade......"

It's a tiny blade made of ice.

Micro hence massive.

Those became blizzards and were released to Alt-kun.

I scream unexpectedly.

"Ko, if you eat something like this, your whole body will be rattled......! Please don't!

"You're not such a jerk, he is."

Countless blades from all directions.

Isn't something like this unprotected!

Meat called meat is shredded, chopped, and in the worst case scenario, it dies!

But Alt-kun...

"Water column"

Around him, several columns of water wound up.

It spirals like turbulence.

Not only does the column itself spin, but several water columns also spin around Alt-kun, the operator.

There, the ice blade has arrived like a storm.

"- Huh!?"

Unexpectedly, I speak up.

The blade of ice that touched the water column deployed to inhibit the attack was easily destroyed.

The crushed ice became a grain of light and brilliant on stage.

That must have been a fantastic landscape.

Mr. Maweeful, be careless.

But I laughed niggly.

"Completion, completion. Good judgment."

Judgment.

With that word, I understood what he did.

Ice blades, even sharp, are brittle.

Then poke it there.

That's moisture and shock.

Ice immersed in water becomes more brittle.

What happens if water pressure is applied there?

In this way, you should be able to crush it.

The ability to instantly come up with and execute a defense force of anti-ice blade specialization - in other words, it must be odd of his judgment.

"It's a good decision, but it's the best choice. Besides the ice blade, you stepped that if I used any sorcery, this would prevent it, right? If you only use water and ice magic, you can prevent it with the same water."

"You're not that confident. 'Cause you wouldn't be surprised if an attack was prevented on me..."

Instead of replying, Maweeful Parhauna laughed slightly and raised her wand exaltedly.

"Because the ice blade is a connection until we work this out. If it goes down, it's a good place to clap."

What showed up was a huge shadow.

It's huge ice cubes.

An overwhelming violence of mass, as if it could crush the martial arts stage itself.

That was floating on stage.

"Maweeful Parhauna! Are you going to kill your opponent?!?"

"No, Tordie Cronmelin! This (...) is a legitimate assessment of him! If it's not this much magic, you can't defeat the child in front of you!

"This is an exam! We're not killing each other! Please stop the attack immediately......!

"I'm sorry, but I won't say no. One of the conditions under which I took on the fight was to have a satisfactory fight. I would wear a capability damping ring, and I wouldn't mind tying in the magic of use. But I will never lose my hand in battle."

Oh, yeah, I was.

Maweeful Parhauna is a man of his name as a 'war magician'.

Then.

Yeah, I guess.

You can't hate combat behavior.

The old man, nestled on the ringside, had a jittery look at the martial arts stage when he said there might be a tragedy coming up.

It's like there's no value in a person's life, just seeing if it can even be used.

"I'm sorry, me? Even if your hands and feet are shattered and your body crushed, if you're alive, I can help you treat them."

Like nothing, she dropped the ice cubes without hesitation.

There's no way we can instantly prepare such a means of destroying such thick ice.

"Alt-kun...... ugh!

My screams were vain, too, and the huge ice poured onto the stage.

Moments ago, massive amounts of water like waterfalls covered the entire martial arts stage, blocking our vision.

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