âForward one by one.â
As the exam began, Professor Garcia called the students to the front one by one.
And then he uttered an order.
âA soft veil of stars obscures the view.â
In an instant, mana intricately embroidered the air, intertwined like warp and weft. In the blink of an eye, the changes were so complex that freshmen could not dare to follow them.
As the curtain unfolded, the students in the seats couldnât see Professor Garcia, even if they tried.
I knew it was there, but it felt like my brain was rejecting that information.
âCan you see everyone?â
âno.â
âyes.â
â?â
Of course, the students who answered thinking that everyone would not be able to see it stopped when the opposite answer came out from the side.
And Lee Han, who answered the opposite, hesitated as well. Everyone thought it was still visible.
ââ¦canât you see?â
His friends were taken aback by Lee Hanâs question.
âCanât you see?â
âIsnât it only visible to smart people?â
âThen why canât I see it?â
âCainan Island. Donât bullshit.â
Above the voices of the Blue Dragon Tower students, Professor Garciaâs calm voice was heard.
âah. Are you a student Lee Han?â
âyes.â
Lee Han didnât do anything wrong, but he felt like he did something wrong.
âIs it because of magic?â
If he guessed that it was because of Lee Hanâs magical power when he had problems at magic school, he was almost right.
And it was actually right.
âThanks to magic, you resisted .â
The stronger the magical power, the naturally higher the ability to resist other magic.
Of course, thatâs what the horse said. Just because magic power increased, resistance didnât increase that dramatically. It was an almost imperceptible difference.
But sometimes there are exceptions.
The boy in front of Professor Garcia was just such an exception.
âThen what should I do?â
âYou can turn around and not look this way.â
âThatâs right.â
Lee Han was relieved that the method was simpler than he thought.
Professor Garcia knew how to cast a curse that weakened his resistance or give him a potion.
âI thought the professor would curse me.â
âDo you think the professor is like the principal?â
Hearing the whispers of his friends at the Blue Dragon Tower, it seemed that Lee Han wasnât the only one who thought so.
* * *
The students who were called forward used magic as instructed by Professor Garcia.
âO burn like my soul!â
âEven if itâs the same magic, itâs not a good habit to memorize such a long spell before you can create an image. If you donât increase your concentration so that you can summon it in any situation, it will be difficult to learn high-level magic.â
âBurn up!â
âEven if it works normally, there are times when magic doesnât work in a tense situation like this. Itâs good to relax as much as possible and get accustomed to it through a lot of practice on a daily basis.â
It was Lee Hanâs turn.
Professor Garcia said while smiling kindly to relieve Lee Hanâs tension.
âStudent Lee Han, donât use the fire element. ruler. Show me the water element.â
Lee Han made a lump of water.
It was a speed that was incomparable to other students, but Professor Garcia was not surprised at all.
âGive shape?â
Lee Han compressed the water mass into a bead shape.
âA shape change?â
The compressed orb changed into a shield shape.
âControl Steering.â
The shield began to rotate around Lee Han at a constant speed. to a stable, unshakable trajectory.
Professor Garcia nodded.
What would you say to a disciple who is already mastering magic at the next grade level?
âPerfect. perfect score.â
âthank you.â
âStudent Lee Han. I understand talent, but donât be in too much of a hurry to get ahead. You know what I mean?â
âof course.â
Lee Han wanted to clarify.
I really had no intention of moving ahead.
Itâs just because the magic school keeps pushing Lee Hanâs back!
âI have no intention of going ahead by overdoing it. professor.â
Professor Garcia stared at Lee Hanâs determined face and sighed.
âEven if I say this now, I am a student who will go ahead without hesitation when the opportunity arises. Student Lee Han. It might be the sadness of a natural talentâ¦â
ââ¦?!â
Lee Han felt sorry for the absurd false accusation.
âWhy do you misunderstand me like that?â
âWhy do you think so?â
âProfessor Ingeldell said that student Lee Han tried to use multiple water beads.â
ââ¦â¦â
Lee Han was speechless at the unexpected answer.
âProfessor Ingeldellâ¦!â
You mean you spread rumors about it again?!
Of course, Professor Ingeldell did nothing wrong objectively.
The disciple fought against the knights of the White Sheep Knights, and even won.
If you were a decent teacher, you had no choice but to talk to those around you. It was strange not to.
But to Lee Han, that didnât matter. Lee Han grumbled inwardly.
âThere was a really unavoidable situationâ¦â
âThatâs right. It might be the fate of a gifted wizard to move forward when he meets a reason he canât help but try to stay stillâ¦â ââ¦â¦â
Lee
Han thought they were talking in different languages.
Why do we talk face-to-face, but the conversation seems to be in vain?
âBut donât push yourself too hard.â
Professor Garcia said last.
Of course, even after saying this, he knew that talented geniuses would jump out when the opportunity presented itself.
However, it was the teacherâs job to repeat the words over and over again, even if the words had no effect.
âof course. professor.â
Lee Han returned to his seat, seriously contemplating how to answer to make Professor Garcia believe in his sincerity.
âruler. Then black magic⦠Student Lee Han.â
ââ¦â¦â
As soon as he sat down, he stood up again and walked forward, thinking Lee Han.
âI think you might not believe my words.â
* * *
Black magic.
-ruler. Iâll summon an undead so shoot the curse.
-yes.
-Shoot the curse and avoid the curse. good job. Youâll need a bony hand. let me call
-yes. Appear, bony hand!
â Thatâs perfect. By the way, this student. It wasnât something I said to student Lee Han, but an order to the undead I summoned.
-â¦â¦
Summoning magic.
-This time, you summoned only one quill. Did you summon a lot the other day just to brag to your friends? No? Then why? Was it a mistake? Why did student Lee Han make such a rudimentary mistake?
-professor. I am in first grade.
-â¦Oops. sorry.
fantasy magic.
-ruler. Use fantasy magic.
-Heat, distort the air!
â Student Lee Han. Thatâs not the magic you learned in class. Itâs even a 2nd circle magic.
-â¦Gone, illusion!
â Shall I give you two full marks?
-Noâ¦
After all the exams, Lee Han sighed and went back to his seat.
I got perfect marks for all of them, but my heart was heavy because I couldnât solve Professor Garciaâs misunderstanding.
Seeing this, Gainando looked at Lee Han with an expression full of anticipation.
When I failed the test, the most reliable thing was a friend who failed together.
âYou are ruined too! yes?!â
âIâm perfect.â
ââ¦â¦â
Gainando looked at Lee Han with an expression full of betrayal.
Then why are you sighing?!
* * *
The studentsâ faces seemed to shine exceptionally when the stormy paper test week ended and the golden Saturday arrived.
Lee Han also woke up from a sound sleep after a long time.
Actually, I was going to sleep more, but I had to wake up because Sharkan licked Lee Hanâs face to wake him up.
Sharkan grabbed Lee Han and pulled him as if he was going for a walk.
I had to go out anyway because I had things to do in the morningâ¦
ââ¦but do leopards need to be taken for a walk regularly?â
As Lee Han took Sharkan out of the main gate of the dormitory tower, he suddenly had a question.
Of course, Lee Han didnât have expert knowledge on how to raise Sharkan, but if itâs a monster with a title like âLeopard Kingâ, shouldnât it show a more dignified and dignified appearance⦠-Kong
! Kreurreureung!
-Pu hee hee!
As he led the white horse out of the stable, Sharkan barked noisily. The white horse roared as if it would not give up.
Lee Han nodded his head with a daring expression.
âokay. We can take a walk while hating each other as much as we want. ruler. get away Donât touch each other.â
However, Sharkan did not give up and rolled back and forth.
He kept pointing at the white horse with his forepaw as he groaned and dug into the ground.
Lee Han said firmly.
âCan not be done. the sharkan. Thatâs not your food.â
At Lee Hanâs words, Sharkan rolled further and further to the side.
It was as if he was freaking out because he couldnât understand what he was saying.
âIf you canât, then no. the sharkan. Stop complaining and stand up.â
-â¦â¦
Sharkan, who continued to struggle, finally stood up as if he had given up. Lee Han nodded as if he did well.
âokay. the sharkan. Iâll give you something to eat when I get back.â
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Sharkan growled lowly, and the white horse nodded.
It was as if they understood each otherâs situation because they were going through similar difficulties.
âAnimals are really hard to understand.â
Lee Han looked at the two animals and thought to himself.
They were beings that I couldnât understand even if I learned and learned.
âprofessor. hello.â
Lee Han, who spotted the lightning-walking professor from a distance, lowered his head.
Professor Lightning Walk, wearing a leather jacket, looked admirably at Lee Han, who was taking care of the animals early in the morning.
And he looked at Sharkan.
And I looked at Lee Han again.
ââ¦Looks too ferocious for an undead hound? What?â
âah. You know the monster called Sharkan that I asked about last time.â
âIt was.â
Professor Lightningstep nodded.
To Lee Hanâs question, Professor Lightning Walk kindly answered.
It is said that taming a monster is difficult, and the more violent and strong the monster, the more difficult it becomes.
Itâs even more dangerous to turn such a monster into an undead, so you donât know when itâll aim for the black magicianâs neck.
âThat monster.â
ââ¦Are you rebelling against me?? Did I treat you so harshly?â
Professor Lightningwalker asked in amazement.
If you wanted to die at a magic school, there were many better ways than that. Other than rebellion, there was no reason to use a monster like that as an undead pet.
âno. I received it because Professor Mortum gave it to me.â
âOhâ¦â
âDoes it look okay?â
âno. I thought you were crazy.â
ââ¦Still, Professor Mortum didnât attack me, probably because he used magic. He is gentle and loyal.â
Lee Han unknowingly defended Professor Mortum.
Lightning Walk Professor Sharkan moved closer. Sharkan let out a low, bloody sound, alert as if threatening.
âHmmâ¦â
Professor Lightningstep narrowed his eyes and scanned Sharkan.
If Professor Mortum cast an additional spell to manage the temper while creating the undead summons, there should be traces of it.
âItâs not?â
âyes?â
âItâs not particularly enchanted to make it mellow or loyal.â
ââ¦â¦â
Lee Han involuntarily took a step back and increased his distance from Sharkan.
Sharkan barked with a wounded expression.
âSoâ¦then are you looking for an opportunity like that phone league?â
This time the white horse roared in protest.
Doubt your loyalty!