At the end of the written exam, we were sent back to the modem again.
After a while.
"People 630 to 639, gather around!
Oh, it's Lina's voice. Speaking of which, you forgot you're a teacher here. Let's talk in a nutshell.
Hey, Lina!
(Hello, Master Vel!)
(You've been a teacher here. Good luck!)
(Good luck!)
"Here will be the exam venue for the practical exam. Please come.
He is well guided as he speaks. Ray.
"This will be the practice exam venue. Shoot your strongest magic toward each other.
(Mr. Vel, please keep it to the extent of a flared arrow, right? Laugh)
(All right.)
"So, number 630, we're going to start the exam.
Number 630 begins chanting.
I don't really need chanting, but...
How long has it been? Chanting.
You've been chanting this for, like, 20 seconds?
"~ ~ Flare Arrow!
The chant is over, and the three fire arrows hit the target and scratch.
"Shh, great!!!
"Ooh!
"Oooh!!!!
"Ooh!"
I get cheers from around.
Huh?
(Hey, Lina. Is this great?)
(Yes, because magic is declining these days. This is usually the chief level.)
Come on, seriously...
(So, Master Vel, don't overdo it, okay? If Lady Smilevell shoots me with the greatest magic, I'll wipe out one country easily...)
(such a loud laugh)
(This is an understatement, though.)
(Well, I suppress it.)
(Please ~???)
"Then, number 634, start the exam.
Oh, my turn's turning.
Hmm. What can I do for you? Let's go in Iceland.
Keep your magic to a minimum. If it's not enough, you can shoot the big one later.
Iceland
Fifty ice arrows are generated and targeted. The target disappears without a trace.
"... eh?
"Huh..?"
"Huh?"
"Yeah?"
Oh, this reaction might have been too much ٩ (๑ > < ๑)
(Dear Ver!!!!!! Ya... Ri Su Gi!!!!)
"Yep, yep, yep!!!!!???????"
Other teachers talk to me in surprise.
"You, what's the chant!? What's that power?
"It just so happens!
"Is that why!!!
Thus, after about 10 minutes of question-attack, the practical exam was completed.
Oh, I'm tired...
Thus the entrance exam for the School of Magic was completed.