The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

It's time to start the students' individual practical exams.

When I try to get my hips up off the couch and head to the venue,

"I'm so happy for you."

Even as Zeke slaps me on the right shoulder, he turns to the door.

"Sort of."

I'm glad to hear that. Cliff had a good understanding of the sins and responsibilities when he hit the instructor. On top of that, Cliff hit him. Though the efforts of my dear, crying companion who is not outside were trampled.

Cliff originally cared about the outside world and obviously never defied what he judged to be on the horizon. Yes. This is unthinkable behavior in previous cliffs. If there is anything unhappy about this growth, it is no longer a teacher.

"I don't mind rejoicing, but I can't let the Lord leave this college. You know why, Lord?

"Oh, of course."

The basis for the (pressed) territorial ladle given by the imperial government is based on my title.

And it's not Ladle's usual interrogation. Economic development. Luxury merchants from all over the world are now entering the ladle. This would certainly be one of the key factors in the fact that the current ladle is in a position like a trade fair for modernisation.

But that's probably not the only way the world's luxury merchants can be drawn to the ladle.

I think they are sincerely sick and tired of being exploited and restricted in their commercial activities by high-ranking nobles, churches and other rights groups still in power in various countries.

In that regard, this ladle has become a rare special commercial zone around the world, exempt from even collecting taxes. It is precisely for them that this ladle is equal to the Island of Dreams (Paradise) that has finally arrived.

The first, undoubtedly, will be the transition from Sutherland to Ladle at the heart of the future world economy.

Perhaps if we sit back and watch this flow, the forces of the Imperial Gateway aristocracy will decline. I think it's like their defensive behavior to detect a trend towards eliminating intermediate exploitation groups in recent years.

If you strip me of my title under such circumstances, I will lose the status of Lord Ladle. The rest is the original sheath for the Gate nobles if they control the land of Raddle.

But they don't carry it as well as they think. Because I don't really think that that imperial aristocratic allergy ladle would allow such a seizure.

Now Ladle is not the poorest realm that was broken fangs a long time ago. Has force that can dong pat directly with the Imperial Army today. If you try to forcibly seize it, there will undoubtedly be armed beeping. And it will develop into a civil unrest that the Empire has not yet experienced.

In that case, enemy allies, a ridiculous number of lives will be lost. I think that's very unforgivable for Sieg, who has an attachment to the Empire.

"Even on the side, we have seen the efforts of our students trampled by those who have a mission to nurture us. Unforgivable!"

For the first time Sieg turns his face into a form when he is a demon. Maybe what they did to Mia and the others was a line that Sieg should never violate.

"Well, for once, were you holding together as educators? Not surprisingly."

"Bullshit! Though it has been lifted in vain with Sage and others, Nan was originally a teacher at this college. Nothing more or less!

"Then it's our last duty as teachers. Students' growth, let's go check with these eyes."

"I don't even need to be told"

Raise the end of the mouth, Sieg also raises his hips from the chair, and we head to the venue.

Even when it comes to individual exams, magic dance exams have been added to the Magic Amount Determination Exams and Magic Shooting Exams, which are subjects of the entrance exams.

Students were coming out of the school building, and the shooting field at the corner of the school yard was lined up to take a magic shooting test.

At the end of the line, you can also see the Pruitts. I guess he also beat out such a high score from the way he was in the mood.

The Pruitts now have an average status of E - - E +. Near 27 when converted at my level. And when it came to magic, everyone was reminded of the magic of [forced pause (sleep)], and at night the work of [forced pause (sleep)] was carried out every night after MP consumption to the limit under the guidance of an analyzed spy. As a result, their magic is all more than E +.

At least only the amount of magic eats into quite a bit of the upper echelon in this world. The three exam directors are to be Oscar, Rebecca and Professor of Combat Magic. Besides, Siege placed a watchman at each exam venue in this case. Now they can't be unscrupulous like this one.

"Next, Mia Curros! Get in position."

Mia stands about a hundred meters ahead of twenty targets by the words of a blonde's Tactical Magic professor.

The Magic Shooting test is designed to see the Magic Hit Rate, Power, and Continuous Activation Time. Therefore, the magic is fixed with [Fireball].

"Then start shooting!

Mia glanced at her sleepy eyes, gazing at the target with the expression of death,

"O many flames of red -"

Reacting to the Spirit of Mia, dozens of lumps of flame appear in the air, and they spin, even as they stain blue and become slowly enlarged.

"Mmmm!?"

Mia's chant continues as the Tactical Magic professor rides himself out with his eyes like a plate.

"Follow my strength..."

From the pale flame, which has already reached four or five meters, there is something like patchy and countless sparks, which further increases its rotation.

"Don't be a wind blast!!"

It's like a bullet. It hits you in a diseased direction in a straight line, exploding!

With the hot wind blowing, the battle magic professor opened his jaw all the way out to see the landscape in shattered and falling fragments from the universe.

A venue that noises as if the beans played simultaneously after a moment of delay.

Mia has been waving her hands wide with me in her sight, even with a full smile.

"What kind of teachings would make such unscrupulous magic work?

After Mia's exam, Sieg asked, wiping the bump and ball-like sweat spraying from all over her face with the sleeves of her right hand.

"[Fireball] was handled scattered in class. But I think we're in the mood for ourselves."

If you make any further improvements, you won't be considered [Fireball].

"The guy named Odori..."

Sieg roaring with his head for a while.

Then the exams since the succession of allegations from several professors became private, apart from the examiners and monitors in charge. Anything else makes other students unmotivated. Sounds like such a pitiful reason. I'm sorry to say this, but I'd rather not be cheap pride enough to dismotivate you to that extent. All you have to do is throw it away in the dob.

That way, I can't see things either, but I can trust this Battle Magic professor, and the next "Magic Dance" is an exam to see what kind of magic I'm best at and how complete it is. In short, “ I have been able to use such amazing magic in the past year ” is an exam that appeals to the examiner.

This exam tends to be run arbitrarily, but Rebecca would do her job as an examiner with openness and impartiality.