Without saying a word, Mira walked to the front of the stage and placed the plate in front of Mr. Yajma.

"If I'm not mistaken, the dessert on that recipe should be pigeon egg walnuts...... Cheese? Oh my God, what's this? Mr. Yajma's face changed color when he saw the contents of the plate.

The contents of the plate are completely indescribable, the black color of the mystery, the scorched earth smell that hits the nose, and the strange arc that is distorted into shape, all of which interpret the special identity of this dark substance.

This is probably the legendary dark cuisine.

"Why is this happening, I remember that your cooking skills are obviously great." Mr. Yajma asked, staring at Mira in amazement.

"I underestimated the destructive power of two kitchen killers, especially when they had key kitchen utensils in their hands." Mira's expression clearly explains what it means to be loveless.

They were given the most difficult A-grade recipes, and they were already on a tight schedule, and although they could handle the meal with Mira's cooking skills, the limitations of the kitchen utensils forced her to ask her teammates for help.

At this moment, it can be regarded as opening Pandora's box.

Mira simply couldn't understand why someone could handle such a simple and straightforward step so complicated, no, it should be said to be a thriller.

If the oil pan catches fire, the oven explodes, and even a mixture of eggs and butter can be sprinkled all over the sky, if Field's cooking table is neat and tidy, Elsa's cooking table is a mess, then Mira's own cooking table should be called "post-disaster reconstruction".

With great effort, she finally finished a cake base, slowly slid into a pigeon egg, carefully placed it in the oven, and chased away Elufman and Doranbart, placing her hand in front of the magic crystal.

It seemed that everything was ready, but she forgot that the last person to tune the oven was her brother.

Although it is not obvious on weekdays, her actual magic source is much stronger than that of Alufman, an adult to use a child's tools, no matter how careful he is, the subconscious force will be a little larger, under normal circumstances, this gap is harmless, but if you consider the perverted sensitivity of the oven itself......

So in his expectant gaze, the cake embryo was turned into a piece of charcoal.

"I'm ¥%...... ￥&…… ￥%￥！ Mira couldn't help but burst into a series of foul mouths.

"Calm down, calm down, there's still time, there's still time!" Mira kept comforting herself in her heart.

Bite~

Felide's delivery bell shattered the last shred of her illusions.

According to the rules of the competition, once any group completes the production, the schedule will officially enter the countdown, and if the other two teams cannot complete the finishing work, they can only submit the unfinished product.

Seems a little unfair?

That's right, but if you want to wear the crown, you must bear the weight, and this result is also the result of the previous game. The A-grade recipe itself has a more stringent margin for error than other grades.

Therefore, Mira, who had no intention of playing tricks, could only put her own dark matter in front of Mr. Yajma.

And Mr. Yajma...... I actually picked up a dinner fork!

"Wait a minute, you ...... You don't really plan to eat it. Mira herself couldn't bear to imagine it.

"Of course, any score without tasting is disrespectful to the chef and the dish itself." Mr. Yajma said earnestly, then gently picked up the seemingly unburned part of the cake in the middle of the cake with a fork and slowly stuffed it into his mouth.

Mira, who was the closest, saw that the old man's hands were trembling slightly.

"This ......" Mr. Yajma's face had changed the moment his tongue touched Mira's meal, how to describe the terrible taste? The mixture of egg and milk powder undergoes a miraculous transformation of properties at high temperatures, from a mild taste that evokes the illusion of happiness to a kind of burning, and cheese is repeatedly ravaged and turned into a puddle of viscous liquid like wood gum flowing from rotten oak, and its own rich aroma absorbs the scorched smell of the shell, turning into an indescribably terrible taste.

Mr. Yajma swallowed this piece of it by force, and it was as if he had undergone a set of tortures from his mouth to his throat.

Even Mira secretly gave Mr. Yajma a thumbs up.

"Group B, 0 points!" As expected.

"Sister, I'm sorry." In Group B, Elufman looked down apologetically at Mira, while Doranbart was embarrassed.

"Forget it, don't talk about it again." Mira's face was gloomy, and her body exuded the smell of no one to enter.

From the bench, Mr. Yajma began to announce the final result.

"The number one is Elsa in Group A, the second is Doranbart, and the third is Mirajan. Invite these three contestants to prepare for the final round. ”

"Huh?" Everyone looked at Mr. Yajma in disbelief.

"How is this possible, even if Mirazhen's team has achieved a lot of advantages in the first two links, but haven't they already failed in the third link, why is this the result!" Feld was the first to question.

"That's right, why is it an individual victory, even if there is any part of the finals, it should be a competition between the members of the winning team." Natsu also shouted unconvinced, the total score of their group was the first, and Natsu, who thought that he finally had a chance to be promoted to the S rank, reacted extremely violently.

Everyone else also reacted, even the selected Mirajane herself was a little confused, as for the spectators in the stands...... They didn't react much, after all, this is an internal matter of the guild, and it has nothing to do with them no matter who is promoted, not to mention that two of the three selected people are extremely popular.

Mr. Yajima on the referee's table opened his eyes slightly, and in an instant, a momentum exclusive to the superior swept the audience, and everyone felt as if their hearts were suddenly pinched, and even their breathing stopped.

Everyone here, including Kildas and Lagerthas. Although Mr. Yajma is not good at fighting, as one of the oldest members of the Magic Council, he can never be a mediocre person, in fact, Mr. Yajma is not much better than President Makarov in terms of magic alone, but because of his type of magic power and his dislike of fighting, he has not received any prestigious titles, and after becoming a councilor, he is no longer qualified to run for the Ten Holy Wizards, so this old man gradually left people with the impression of peace and weakness.

But Mr. Yajma is, after all, an old friend of the same age as Chairman Makarov, and anyone who really underestimates him is really a fool.

The audience fell silent, and only then did the old man Yajima slowly speak: "I never said it, this is a team battle. Although you are grouped, the performance of each of you is recorded individually, and the points you have achieved are only reference factors, and there is only one ...... as for the real evaluation criteria."

"It's the old man's eyes!"

The old man Yajma said loudly, which shocked the audience for a while.

And President Makarov, who had been watching a good show, finally got up slowly, walked to Yajma's side, and said in his unique hoarse voice: "The conditions to be considered for the promotion of a magician are far more than just magic, but also include factors such as mood, will, attitude, ability, and so on. And many problems cannot be reflected in the magic assessment alone, so we arranged such a complex form of assessment, the purpose is to select the person who is really qualified to be promoted to S-level magician among the candidates of Xu Even. ”

His gaze swept over everyone's eyes, and his tone was majestic and solemn: "And most of you are very disappointing. Distrust of comrades-in-arms, uncalmness in the face of opponents, indifference to inter-team problems, complaints about difficulties. You should all know in your hearts who you are talking about, do you think you are qualified enough to become an S-class? ”

President Makarov's words silenced all the contestants, and they began to silently recall their shortcomings in all respects. A man of great dignity like Felide had already hung his head deeply.

In fact, these are the real intentions of the S-level assessment, when the magic power of the magicians reaches a certain level, and then they want to become stronger, simple magic practice is no longer enough, they need to face a more ethereal bottleneck, and this bottleneck, need to seek opportunities for breakthroughs from other aspects.

The S-class is not a simple magic level, but an invisible watershed, which distinguishes mature magicians from immature magicians, and only magicians who are truly prepared can obtain this honor, which means that he can meet any difficulties and challenges that may arise head-on alone.

Few people can understand these mysterious things, and even fewer people can do them, but only when they really do this can they be eligible for the S-level name.

"Therefore, after our screening and judgment, only these three people are qualified to challenge this level!" Chairman Makarov made a final conclusion.

"I see." The first to respond was Filid, who bowed deeply in the direction of the two old men, and then in the direction of Lagerthas, and whispered, "It's me who is too obsessed with it, but I have lost my true direction and lost my respect." With that, he walked towards the exit of the venue without looking back.

Pygusrow and Abba Greene looked at Lagersas and then at Field, gritting their teeth and chasing after him.

Gray, on the other hand, walked to the direction of the stands with Elufman and Natsu, intending to participate in the last leg of this assessment as a spectator.

From time to time, people showed them a kind smile along the way, which was regarded as a recognition of their participation in the end.

It was only when there were only three people left on the field who made the final promotion that Mr. Yajima officially said the assessment content of the final link:

"In the final assessment, you will complete the 3VS1VS1VS1VS1 mixed brawl together with the three 'mystery people' who have accompanied you throughout the whole process! The three of you are in the same faction, while Kildas and each of them will form their own faction, and eventually the rest will be promoted to true S-class magicians. ”

As soon as the words fell, Renault, who had not existed for a long time, felt a chill on his back, and he roared towards the referee's stand: "Why is the final assessment such a rough mode, doesn't it say that S-level magicians need comprehensive quality?" ”

"That's right." Chairman Makarov answered this question, "The comprehensive quality has been assessed, and if you want to become an S-class, you still need to have strong combat ability in the final analysis." ”

"Less nonsense, get ready, final assessment, let's go!"