After that, what may have been the biggest chaos since the establishment of the Magic Academy's admission assessment system inevitably occurred, when the magic potency rator, which had endured countless attacks and had not suffered the slightest damage, was destroyed by a white-clad boy in a pure white mask, becoming the fuse of chaos. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Abel himself, who created the unacceptable truth, was not touched in the slightest, as if the chaos around him had nothing to do with him. Just now, many people, including Dondal, Moore, and Vina, noticed the abnormal flow of various magical elements such as wind, fire, and water around the circular machine, which should be caused by the magic performed by the young man.

However, it is also true that the boy has no magical powers, and if this is elemental magic, then he does not "gather" the slightest magical element.

"This ...... I must have been dazzled today......"

After the incident, the crowd, who had been surprised by Troy's prowess, split into two factions, one of whom could not accept the fact that the machine they thought was absolutely impossible to be destroyed had exploded, and collapsed to the ground in a trance, just like Wesley.

"Ha! The dignified Magic Academy would test our level with such an unstable machine that will detonate on its own?It seems that today's result should not count, right?Then how are you going to compensate Ben Gongzi for his precious time?!"

Many more chose to support Camui's statement, calling for today's test results to be invalidated while questioning the authority of the School of Magic.

"Everyone, please calm down for a moment. Guard, send someone to report this to Lady Sirune!The rest of the people will guide everyone to where they need to go according to their original assignment!"

In the face of the people who were boiling and restless at once, Dondal responded fairly quickly, although he himself was unable to keep his calm at the moment because of the shocking reality.

"Destroyed? How could it be? No...... It's not impossible, it's not like no one is destroying a magic machine. In that case, the question is what the boy in white did? Wait a minute, the fact that there is no magic is in itself an impossible thing......"

Try to push the mind step by step to a conclusion, but there are always a few unexplainable questions. At this moment, the staff of the Magic Academy, a master specializing in the study of magic refining, knew that he was facing a huge problem, that is, how to face the young man named Abel in front of him.

"It's over?"

In the chaotic thoughts, information suddenly appeared without any emotion, and Dondal was stunned for a moment, but the next moment he realized that it was Abel's question to himself.

The boy didn't speak, he just stuffed the information directly into his consciousness. This situation should be a kind of "spiritual magic", "telepathy".

But...... There's no magic, huh......

The surprise couldn't help but be even worse, and Dondal, who came back to his senses, suddenly found that the young man in front of him seemed to be slightly over his neck, as if he was waiting, no, he was expecting his response.

Such a simple action made the middle-aged man feel that perhaps there was not such a big gap between this teenager and the "ordinary person".

"Well, it's over, it's passed. ”

For some reason, he always felt that his words were said under the manipulation of the other party.

"In that case, I'll be in the School of Magic. ”

There was still no trace of "angry" words echoing in Dondal's mind, and in reality, retracting his neck to his normal angle and nodding weakly, Abel turned around and walked towards the other entrance to the training ground, the exit to be exact.

The young man, who walked steadily and without a pause, naturally passed through the noisy crowd, just as he had when he walked towards the "door", no one in the crowd who had been pushed away by the inexplicable gentle force noticed the fact that he had been pushed away, and what terrified Dondal even more was that no one else seemed to notice the boy's departure except him.

"That's it...... Gone?"

Repeating such hysterical words, Dondal, whose eyes were wide open, suddenly felt a pain in his eyes, and after a reluctant blink, the young man dressed in white had disappeared from his field of vision.

"Wait a minute! There will be an explanation for those who have successfully passed the test!"

From the point of view of the staff of the Magic Academy, Dondal should have stopped the teenager who left without permission, but the instinct of "survival" and the information that he learned from another identity made him not stop him, but had the following thoughts:

"It's really 'that adult'...... Ha, hahaha...... If such a person is a member of an association, our 'ideals' must be closer...... Ah, what's his name?"

He found himself forgetting the boy's name.

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After Dondal announced that he would give a satisfactory answer to everyone who participated in the assessment today, the commotion in the crowd subsided slightly. Then, according to the guidance of this mage who was actually quite famous in the Republic generation, the people who had passed the examination, such as Wesley and Camui, left the training ground under the leadership of Simon the Dragon Slayer, and the noise was calmed down by the knight in exaggerated armor.

"Look! Look! That's the legendary 'Dragon Slayer', it's me......! Master Ben, I'm a big fan of The Legend of Dakotar!"

His eyes radiated a sincere glint of excitement, and all the unpleasantness just now seemed to have vanished, and Camui seemed to have forgotten even what he hated most about a shabby mortal like Wesley, and threw his arms around the latter's neck and shouted, as if the two were very close.

"Don't do that, Master Kamyi...... Others have strange eyes......"

Wesley, who was too lacking in masculinity by male standards, was almost outstrangled. In a sense, the relationship between the two is indeed "familiar", but for Camui, it is only for him to regard Wesley, who has an underground status, as a "friend".

"Hey, you say, how am I going to talk to that adult later?"

"Hmm...... Master Kamyi, it's still a bit ...... to use the word 'adult' in the republic, which is reminiscent of class differences."

"Tsk, what a boy who has never seen the world, who told you that there is no class distinction in the republic?"

“...... Ha, you're right, I'm really a 'poor boy who has never seen the world'. ”

"Eh, who dares to say that, uncle won't beat him!"

“......”

"Listen, that's the only one I can call you!" (To be continued.) )