Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent Chapter 26: Oh my god! Sir Flan! Sir Flan!

The evaluation practice continued.

However, Trixie's interest was not in the evaluation. She was so focused on her Trivia that she forgot about the existence of the evaluation.

‘It's unbelievable.’

There was never a mont in her life when she neglected her efforts to learn. Perhaps, there was no student who worked harder than her.

However, the spells that seed to deny those monts were being engraved on the pages of Trivia in real-ti.

[▷ From now on, think in three dinsions, not just in the plane.]

In one corner of the page, a spell of a problem that Trixie had previously presented was drawn.

On the next page, the auxiliary spells were drawn, and the process connecting the two was recorded in detail.

It was an analog approach.

But in other words, it was the most orthodox teaching.

[▷ No questions will be entertained in this teaching.]

[▷ If you don't understand, morize it first.]

The previously black spells were now colored differently in six different shades according to their parts. It seed that the colors of the main circuits were changed for readability.

‘It's alive.’

She exclaid inwardly.

The problem on the agora board this ti was a technique that transford Trixie’s spade into a three-dinsional figure.

Literal as it was, the spade picture that was only a plane began to co alive as a three-dinsional figure.

Unknowingly, Trixie's hand holding Trivia trembled.

It was because of the excitent of learning, the pure teaching received from others...

All of this was so delightful to Trixie. No, it could almost be considered her first ti, she had spent so much ti learning alone.

Her heart raced.

She tried to feel the magic spell engraved on the page with her hand.

[▶ Thank you so much! Hehe.]

Just as she was about to send a reply...

“Trixie.”

At the sound of calling her, she reflexively covered Trivia.

When she turned her head to confirm….

She couldn't rember the na of this male student who had a sowhat familiar face. She vaguely rembered that he was also a mber of Group 11.

His na tag had the na Martin Luke written on it.

“Did you see what I just did?”

No, she hadn't seen it. She didn't even know what he was talking about.

Martin's gaze shifted toward the Trivia she was holding.

"Oh, Trixie. Do you want to exchange our Trivia codes?"

"I don't want to."

"Hey, I'll only contact you about the exploration assignnt. We're in the sa group. We should communicate well to get good grades."

Trivia was a system that allowed one to make personal contact by exchanging their unique code.

Co to think of it, Trixie had never exchanged her unique code with anyone. In fact, she didn't even have anyone to contact, let alone exchange codes with.

'Well, if I really think about it, there was one person. The teaching auction.'

'What is his true identity?'

Interest and curiosity surged simultaneously in her mind.

"Next, Student Flan."

At that mont, Professor Leonard called out Flan.

The boy who was called walked forward without any hesitation. The aura he emitted was no longer that of a commoner.

Martin smirked and opened his mouth.

"Trixie, watch what he does. It'll be quite different from what I did, you know?"

There was no need to rush. She intended to observe him. After all, Flan had shown unexpected skills during the mock battle.

Unexpected, coincidence... If such things repeat over and over again, they beco skills. She intended to confirm his skill with her own eyes.

“Tell when you’re ready. Or can we start right away?”

At the professor's words, the boy simply nodded his head.

◈◈◈

"Why is the first-year behaving like that? Just nodding at the professor's words?"

"That is the sa kid who acted like he knows everything earlier? Let's see if he is really sothing or just talk. Uhg..."

I had no intention of engaging in verbal argunts with the second-year students. Instead of responding, I took a step forward.

'Hoo..'

I refine my breathing and mana simultaneously.

There was no need to rush.

The process leading up to the red flag was competition, and in competition, if one could excel beyond their competitors, it their victory.

"He is being too relaxed. Has he gone crazy?"

Starting with soone among the second-year students muttering grumpily, nurous attacks ca rushing toward .

-Quaang!

-Bang!

The power was enough to make debris from the training ground floor fly.

Each attack carried an undeniable sense of hostility. Compared to the attacks poured during evaluations of other students, the intensity was much higher.

-Boom!

-Bang!

-Quaang!

'Well, it's just simple attacks.'

I calmly defended and continued to move forward.

I had various choices available to .

I could defend against the attacks, and it was also possible to dodge the straight attacks and make my way toward the red flag.

On the other hand, it was possible to counterattack too, and it was also worth considering pulling the flag towards this side.

‘Mana.’

To co up with the best move, it was necessary to begin with objective self-assessnt.

After several days of training, the results were simple yet clear.

Mana purification and total mana capacity, these two trainings were conducted in equal amounts, but only the level of purity showed a noticeable improvent.

This body might be sowhat unsuitable for increasing the total amount of mana, but it boasted exceptionally high efficiency in raising the purity of mana.

Of course, I was confident that I would ultimately achieve both objectives.

For now, I would focus on achieving extrely high efficiency with the predetermined amount...

The accumulated experience, theory, and effort that would support them would never betray .

Ultimately, I would prove myself to be the best in every aspect once again.

‘For now, this is my priority...’

Rather than quantity, I would focus on quality.

Instead of obsessing over the number of tis the magic was used, I would maximize its power.

-Crack!

A non-attribute arrow grazed past the ball. In response, I create a non-attribute sphere myself.

It was a sphere commonly used as a basic elental attack, known as "Magic Missile" in my previous world.

As an experint, I launched it toward the wall. Unfortunately, its power was weak.

In my previous life, I would have created a hundred spheres simultaneously to deliver a hundred tis the power...

But this ti, it was different. The magic missile’s circuitry and my body were connected and inducted.

If I continue to train consistently, I should be able to possess a mana capacity above average.

However, the growth efficiency in terms of capacity was low.

It was possible to forcibly increase it, but it was hard to call such a growth thod the "best."

‘That’s why...’

I focused only on the purity of mana and eliminated the reason to obsess over capacity.

I modified the circuitry to use the sa amount of mana but enhanced the power to the maximum limit.

This modification of the Magic Missile was the first step in that direction.

As I emphasized the circuitry related to destructive power, I must discard anything that corresponds to it.

I discarded the "form" of the Magic Missile. The originally well-ford sphere could no longer maintain its shape and distorted.

And in the next mont, the non-attribute elent that left my hand surged toward the second-year students.

“Cough!”

Thud-!

With a thud, the second-year student who was hit on the forehead fell backward.

Confusion spread across their faces like spilled paint.

‘That's quite satisfying. I like it.’

The modification of the Magic Missile was successful. Discarding unnecessary elents and maximizing their power worked well.

The power exceeded even my expectations.

Since it was a thod that I didn't adopt in my previous life, using it now brought a lot of fun.

"When launching a surprise attack, counterattack should be expected as well."

Removing obstacles was also an excellent strategy. I said a word to the second-year students.

"Well, what is it?"

"Wait, he is retaliating? Professor, is that allowed?"

In response to the second-year students' protest, Professor Leonard only burst into laughter.

"Is it not okay for you? Is it alright for second-year students to retaliate against first-year students?"

With that remark, the mouths of the second-year students shut tightly.

I dispelled the defensive barrier and allocate the remaining mana solely to attacks. Two neutral spheres float around my body.

"What... what is this?"

The sound of murmurs from the onlookers behind could be heard. That was how quiet the second-year students have beco.

-Thud!

"Ah, ow!"

This ti, the second-year student who was hit on the wrist grabbed his hand and sat down.

Now, with only two people down, the attacks rushing toward had already ceased.

I was still walking.

The second-year students no longer used magic, and there was no reason to run, since the wall with a different height wasn’t such a big restriction in the first place.

Suddenly, I lifted my head.

I looked at the second-year students who were incredibly arrogant with a scornful gaze.

Already, there was no one daring to et my eyes.

◈◈◈

The evaluation proceeded smoothly after that.

"Today's practical evaluation ends here. You all did well."

As Professor Leonard spoke, the training ground returned to its original cuboid shape, and the second-year students left their seats first.

As they left, they glanced at from ti to ti. I didn't avoid their gaze.

Professor Leonard's words continued.

"Today's evaluation doesn't carry much weight, so don't be too disappointed. After all, we didn't even use scrolls. What's important is the exploration assignnt in two days."

The exploration assignnt.

At those words, dry throats could be heard throughout.

Everyone knew that the exploration assignnt was important, as it carried significant weight in the grades. It was expected that everyone's mindset won't be ordinary.

"Prepare suitable scrolls for your group strategies, take care of your condition. Well, it's the basics, right? Today's lecture ends here."

The professor left the training ground first, and the other students scattered to fulfill their next schedules.

At that mont, Trixie approached with a subtle look in her eyes. It was the mont her small lips opened wide.

"Trixie, the lecture is over. Want to grab a drink together? I know a nice place with a good atmosphere."

Martin Luke intervened. His gaze, which had followed Trixie's gaze, turned towards .

"Do you have a mont, Flan? You did well... Honestly, I could have retaliated against the second-year students too. But I held back."

“…Haa.”

Trixie let out a deep sigh and nervously swept her hair back. Then she stretched her long legs and walked towards the exit of the training ground.

"Oh, Trixie? Are you busy? Then let's just exchange trivia codes today!"

After that, Martin hurriedly followed her.

Trixie's legs were long, so Martin, who was short in stature, had to practically run to keep up. It was such a comical sight that I unintentionally chuckled.

"Well then, Becky will do that. I'll prepare the scrolls from my side..."

"Yes, that sounds better."

Becky was busy discussing with her group mbers. While doing so, our eyes t for a mont.

"Hey, Flan..."

As soon as she noticed , she started coming towards .

"By the way, Becky, did you check this part?"

“Ugh.”

Another mber of her group firmly grabbed Becky’s arm.

- 'Re. m. ber. what. I. said.'

Becky ford the shape of words with her mouth, directed towards . Then she effortlessly pulled away and resud talking with her group mbers.

I also took a step forward.

I determined the direction in which I would develop my magic. My mind beca much more at ease, and naturally, my steps beca lighter.

As I walked through the dimly lit academy courtyard, I carefully laid out my plan until right before sleep.

I planned to visit the bank inside the academy to exchange gold coins, then after taking a bath, I would devote my energy to mana purification.

If there was still spare ti, it would be best to delve into knowledge. Figuring out how to have a al posed a small challenge for .

“Ah! Oh my god! Sir Flan! Sir Flan!”

My thoughts were broken by soone’s call.

Moreover, that soone even tried to embrace . Naturally, I twisted my body to avoid it, but my wariness increased twofold.

'Who is it?'

'A second-year student? Did they rush at with resentnt during the practical evaluation?'

In the mont when I willingly prepared for a battle,

Sothing snuggled into my embrace. Before I could even grasp what it was, a fragrant scent tickled my nostrils.

At the sa ti, a cheerful voice echoed in my ear.

“Oh My God! Sir Plan! It's a pleasure to et you here!"

...An angelic-like being was in my arms.

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