'Master, it says over there, "Exam room is here"!
Yeah.
Kite led to the venue.
It seems to be an outdoor training ground.
Boys and girls who seed to be applicants for admission had already gathered there.
It is said that the entrance exam is held over a period of several days at this ti of year.
This is just the ti of year, that's why they ca to this city in ti for it.
There was a possibility that it would be later due to the weather, but since we arrived earlier than planned, it looks like we'll be able to take the exam with plenty of ti to spare.
Well, it wouldn't have mattered, at least the weather.
"Candidates, please fill out the registration form here.
A woman who looked like a staff mber called out to as I entered the opening area.
I obeyed, wrote the necessary information on a form and handed it over.
You must be Arel. You must be from the town of Cains. Her occupation is....eh? Um, did I write it wrong?
No, make no mistake. I'm unemployed.
'I an, the fact that it doesn't say anything about skills or anything...'
I don't have anything for you.
....
The woman on the staff shushed her.
Hmm.
It's just what I thought it would be after all.
If this is the case, I won't be able to take the test, and I'll be kicked out of the gate--
Now, your exam number will be 12, so please wait over there until I call you.
Hmm?
Are you sure?
Whatever your profession is, you have the right to take the test...
Apparently, you can take it.
Thank goodness.
If I hadn't even received a qualification to take the exam, I was going to head directly to the top brass, but it seems to have saved the trouble.
Kite also seems to have finished the reception and cos over here.
''Co on, Master! Let's go!
Yeah.
''But if you're as good as a master, you should be exempt from the exam.
I'm a little concerned about what the staff would look like if they heard this guy's statent earlier.
The content of the test was quite simple.
It's a good idea to shoot a spell at the target - which looks like a tal doll - from a few dozen ters away and hit it.
Probably to see the power of the magic, the hit rate, or the ti it takes to activate it.
One by one, a number is called out in order, and the candidate activates the magic.
It's natural since this is an institute for learning red magic, but everyone is red magic.
The majority of them were fireballs, but so of them used fire lance, a magic that shoots out spear-shaped flas.
But that doll used for the target, that's not just any tal.
It's completely unhard, even though it's been bombarded with flas from a mont ago.
Even iron and copper should have so surface lting.
Maybe it's made of mithril or sothing.
Then, next. Your examination number, eleven.
That's my one number before .
A middle-aged man who looks like an examiner calls , and a boy cos out.
"Oh. So you're a "mage" at your age?
Will the form I just filled out be handed over to the examiner, I muttered in admiration while checking it in hand.
A 《Mage》 is a [Senior position].
Perhaps that boy was given it with his first blessing.
Of course, it was quite rare.
''........Totally. This kind of childishly deceptive exam is too easy and boring for .''
The boy, who has a young but graceful appearance, spits out sowhat unnervingly and gruffly.
He wears fine clothing that seems to be out of reach of the common people, and maybe he is a child of the nobility.
He asked the examiner.
''Is it safe for to destroy that doll with my flas?''
Yeah, that's fine.
That sounds like a bit of a challenge.
Kite said uncomfortably beside .
'Master, he's kind of a cocky guy, isn't he?'
I don't think that's sothing you could say.
The boy from the "Mage" held out his hand towards the target.
''Burn it all up, Irrationality!
A huge pillar of fire rose up around the doll, seemingly piercing the heavens.
A mont later, his skin was seared by the hot wind that ca rushing in, and then a large amount of fire sparks poured down on him.
That red magic, which was reminiscent of a volcanic eruption, was far more powerful than anything the candidates had used so far.
''Wow, wow........''
That's the mage...
Are you really a student like us...?
Beside , Kite was rolling his eyes too, but
I an, you don't sound so bad yourself, but my master is a lot better than .
Why are you so proud of yourself for winning?
'Isn't that right, Master?'
It seems that Kite's words were heard, and the boy from earlier ca over here.
I'm not going to ask you about that. I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do that.
That's right!
Kite responds.
''Haha, as expected of a commoner, you tell funny jokes that we nobles can't understand.
What?
It seems he was a nobleman after all.
But even though Kite knows that, he is not afraid of it, on the contrary, he's about to strike out at any mont.
''Hey, calm down.''
Master..........
It seems that this master still has a decent head on his shoulders. It seems that he understands the difference in ability between us. In fact, it is impossible for a re "sorcerer" to lt a target made of tal with fire.
No, I don't want you to miss the target.
What are you talking about? How could you possibly survive my Irrational--?
The boy sniffed at my point, but gasped as if he was astonished to see for himself.
The doll stood there looking exactly the sa.
'That wasn't just any tal. It's probably made of mithril.'
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