After the full level, my soft rice system is long overdue

While speaking, he waved his hand slightly, and activated a projection spell to project a test paper into the sky.

Different from the densely filled answer sheets of other students, each major question in this projected test paper basically has only a few lines of answers, and the surface of the test paper looks simple and deserted.

"For example, this first concept question, what is arcane?"

"Arcane is just the underlying law of constructing spell models? This is the most superficial and superficial answer. A detailed explanation is given on page 3 of "Analysis of Arcane Revised Edition". This question is the most It’s a simple way to send points, you only need to write the original text silently to get full marks.”

"Isn't the so-called Arcane Art a process of simplifying and reducing?" Charles couldn't help but speak, because the examination paper that was projected in the sky and publicly executed was from him.

"There is a saying in the Black Tower that if it is not necessary, do not add entities. Since it can be summed up in one sentence, why explain a lot of words?"

Dean Nicot glanced at Shire: "This is because you are still young, and often you just know it but don't know why."

"The only thing you can do now is to memorize it by rote first, and firmly memorize these knowledge points first, and wait until later to talk about the rest."

"For another example of this practical analysis question, you said that the strange light in the eyes of the dragon's corpse at the end is just the reflection of sunlight?" Dean Nigut pointed at the test paper.

"The so-called Centipede is dead but not stiff. Obviously, this Frost Lesser Dragon has been controlled by a necromancer spellcaster. Even though it seems to have lost its vitality, it is actually pretending to be a corpse and waiting for an opportunity. Once the opponent reveals Any flaws will launch a storm-like offensive!"

"If you really go to crusade against monsters with such a mentality, then I can guarantee that you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow! After graduation, don't say that you are my student!"

[Charles. I can't see the sun of tomorrow. Egut] Forcibly suppressed the "6" that was about to blurt out: "If the corpse of the frost dragon is really controlled by the necromancer as you said, The author can completely write the follow-up battle in the book."

"This is where Shire's good intentions come from." Dean Nigut's words carried the meaning of "the water here is very deep, and you can't grasp it": "Although the necromantic spells are powerful, but Those who are not strong-willed will be easily bewitched by the power at their fingertips, and finally lose themselves completely in the pleasure brought by power."

"According to statistics, the Necromancer School has the highest rate of out-of-control magic power among all schools of wizards. Every few years, you can see a powerful Necromancer's magic power run amok and become the most wanted object in the whole continent."

"There was once a prince who was bewitched by the power of the undead, killed his father himself, called himself the Lich King, turned all the residents of a country into the dead, and established an empire of the undead!"

"Your Majesty Shire deliberately concealed the details of this passage in order to prevent immature wizard apprentices from going astray, leaving only such a suggestive ending to alert future generations!"

The corner of Charles's mouth twitched: "That is to say, is there a possibility that the Charles you mentioned just wrote it casually when he wrote the book, and I really didn't think so much about it."

"Impossible!" Dean Nigut replied decisively: "Legends are unpredictable! Every word in the books written by His Majesty Charles must have a deep meaning."

"As His Majesty Shire once wrote in the book-reviewing the past to learn the new, you can be a teacher. Even for me, every time I read "A Simple Analysis of Arcane Art", I will have a new understanding, which benefits me a lot. "

Charles really wanted to say that reviewing the past to learn the new is not the way to use it, and that "Analysis of the Arcane Art" is basically an introductory book for the new wizards who have just completed the arcane enlightenment. You, a six-ring wizard, can see Here comes a mallet.

"There is also the last question. It is clearly required to write the original spell of the fireball spell silently, but you silently write it full of mistakes and omissions."

"This has nothing to do with talent, it's all about the flaws of your acquired efforts."

"The so-called stupid bird flies first, and diligence can make up for its weakness, but you have neither extraordinary talent nor arduous struggle. I dare say that you will never be able to reach the height above the Fourth Ring Road in your life." Dean Nigut looked at Xia Xia with iron hatred. Er, there was a look of anger in his eyes.

Charles' body paused unnaturally. Since he became a wizard, it was the first time he heard someone put the words "untalented" on him.

"This is an improved spellbook..."

Dean Nicot's voice was stern: "Absurd! The standard original text of the fireball technique has been personally verified by His Majesty Weimersta and Shire, how dare you change it at will! Since it was written by the two tower masters , that means this must be the optimal solution.”

"Even if the new model you mentioned seems to have improved on the surface, there must be huge undiscovered loopholes inside, and maybe at some point the magic power will run amok and counterattack the caster!"

"Your Majesty Shire will also have shortcomings, and there will be room for improvement in the original spells."

"No, His Majesty Shire can't do anything wrong!" Dean Nigut's tone was firm and abnormal: "I was lucky enough to meet His Majesty Shire once in the Black Tower, and he made me understand what arcane art is and what is magic. It is the way forward for wizards..."

"In the five years since then, I have repeatedly studied the books and life stories published by His Majesty Shire every day. No one in the entire Western Continent knows His Majesty Shire better than me!"

After Dean Nigut finished speaking, he nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the audience stopped rebutting.

In the audience, Charles quickly added "Calm and Mind" to himself, mainly because he was worried that if he couldn't hold back, he would trigger the system's prohibition against coercion and cheating.

Xia Er felt that he and the other party were entangled with the truth, playing the piano against the cow.

Shire himself won No.2 in the [Shire Crown Imitation Contest], who can stand it.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, most of the scores are in the actual combat assessment." Charles rationally analyzed: "No matter what, I will decide the first place in the assessment of this branch."

As for Dean Nigut——Charles is a legend, so it is impossible for the other party to be expelled for stepping into the academy gate with his left foot first.

Chapter 9 The groundhog looked at it and called it good soil

The practical test part of the Imperial Higher Extraordinary Academy was held on the second day of the written test part.

Unlike the written test held separately within the magic department, which did not receive much attention——

The actual combat assessment was just now the annual highlight of the Imperial Higher Extraordinary Academy.

Not only the students of the magic department, but also the freshmen of the knight department, warrior department and other departments will also participate. After all, other departments do not have so much theoretical knowledge for assessment.

And because of the admission of the duke's daughter Esveda, among the freshmen this year, there are many heirs of great nobles, so this year's sub-school test of the Extraordinary Academy has received unprecedented attention.

Not only many prominent nobles in the imperial capital came to observe, but even the branches of the Holy See of Dawn and the Black Tower in the imperial capital of Alan sent representatives to observe the ceremony.

Because of this, a considerable number of freshmen, especially those from the lower-born civilian faction, regard this assessment as a great opportunity.

If one can get the appreciation of a representative of a powerful force in it, then the future after graduation will also be assured.

"What were you doing last night, why did I knock on the door of your dormitory and no one answered?" Empixi came to Charles' side again at some point.

Charles glanced at him: "I was tired yesterday, so I fell asleep directly."

The Imperial Higher Extraordinary Academy has prepared accommodation for every candidate who takes the exam.

It's just that for Shire who can enter and exit the secondary plane anytime and anywhere, it is naturally impossible to waste time in the student dormitory.

He deduced most of the arcane models in the spiritual ocean last night, and improved the model of the wide-area communication network by a large margin.

According to Shire's own estimate, within a month or two, he can completely perfect it and enter the stage of small-scale trial.

"Understood." Enpixi nodded: "The failure of the exam needs sleep to comfort, let alone you who are the last one in the exam."

"Your small mouth is so fragrant, you must have been beaten a lot when you were young."

"It's true, I grew up in a slum in a border city, and I have encountered countless gangsters and thieves since I was a child..."

"That's really not easy."

……

The location of the actual combat assessment is located in the center of the entire Transcendent Academy, and it is also named the Royal Fourth Arena.

"So what is the actual combat assessment?"

Looking at the magnificent building in front of him that was quite similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum in his previous life, Charles had an idea: "Isn't it for the students to go to the arena to fight each other?"

If this is the case, then he has to spend a lot of time to restrain the power of the spell, otherwise it would be bad if one accidentally kills the opponent in the ring.

"What kind of barbarian dueling method are you talking about?"

Enpixi shook his head: "There are quite a few heirs of great nobles among the freshmen of the Extraordinary Academy. If someone gets injured in the arena, will this academy still be able to run?"

"The mode of the actual combat assessment this year is the illusion trial. Look, that is the basic formation."

Charles looked up, and only saw a lot of instructors wearing wizard robes arranging something in the center of the arena in twos and threes, one by one they placed pink or purple spars with radiant surfaces On the array pattern.

The soul of the lost butterfly, the heart crystal of the fantasy beast in the jungle... There are also massive magic power storage spars.

As a legendary mage, Charles is naturally no stranger to the term "illusion".

Although the School of Illusion in the Black Tower is not comparable to the mainstream schools of Conjuration, Elements, and Armed Forces, it is still a relatively well-known faction, almost in the same position as the Plant School and the Beast School.

And the biggest trump card for the illusionists to fight the enemy is their well-prepared illusion.

Most of the rules and things in the illusion space can be freely controlled by the illusionists. Generally speaking, the more prepared the illusionists are and the stronger their spiritual power is, the more realistic the illusions they create will be.

Some illusionists of the legendary rank can even make illusions and reality indistinguishable, and even other legends can't see the clues.

And once other people are caught in the illusion, they must either rely on the mental power or strength far superior to the caster to forcibly break through the illusion, or they must honestly follow the rules of the illusion and try to find their own. Omissions and self-contradictory rules make the illusion collapse on its own.

When the illusion was created, it was used by the wizards to control and consume the enemy during the battle. After all, although death in the illusion will not really make the opponent die, it can also kill the enemy. Great loss of spiritual power.

Under the ebb and flow, there is a way to win.

But times always change.

With the passage of time, the nature and function of the illusion have gradually undergone some subtle changes.

Ciel recalled the time when he went to the School of Illusion and was invited by enthusiastic male wizards to enter a private illusion.

At the beginning, everyone was happy and happy, and a good person lived a safe life until——

In someone's vision, Ciel saw a half-covered, posing female goblin.

"People's XP is free, but I still recommend you to see a doctor."

Since then, Ciel has completely blacklisted the School of Illusion, no matter how invited the members of the Judging Committee for the Customs of Different Races, they never took a step forward.

"No matter what, it's really not easy to see the phantoms that come in handy now."

Charles sighed with emotion, in this world where morality has been degraded, and now that a noble family is equipped with an illusionist as standard, using illusions for actual combat assessments is indeed the best of the best.

A white light suddenly lit up in the arena.

Immediately afterwards, faint fluctuations of magic power spread out around it.

All the students who were going to take the assessment were refreshed, because it meant that the illusion trial had been arranged.

A gigantic light curtain slowly emerged from the sky above the arena, and everyone's eyes couldn't help casting it on it.

The essence of the illusion trial is to put the reference tester into the pre-arranged plot scenes one by one, and the instructors watching outside will give the tester a score based on the performance in the illusion.

To a certain extent, it is quite similar to the completely submerged online game wearing a game helmet that only existed in fantasy in Shire's previous life.

Because of this, every student is extremely concerned about what kind of plot copy will be given in this illusion trial.

Different plot backgrounds mean that the enemies they have to face, the types of challenges, and the tactics they should choose will be different.

The light curtain fluctuated for a while, and then the majestic background sound rang out over the entire arena.

[This is the Kingdom of Kamavia, which was once the most prosperous and powerful country on the entire continent. 】

[However, 50 years ago, the King of Fear descended from the sky and led the monstrous Demon King Army to attack, occupying the capital of the Kingdom of Light, Holy Light City, and turning this shining pearl on the former continent into a paradise for the Demon King Army. 】

[And 50 years later, you, as the last brave man in the entire Bright Continent, shouldered the last hope of mankind, and came outside the Demon King City...]

"What age is this and this brave man is still going to challenge the Demon King?"

"The person who wrote the plot background was dug out of the grave by some necromancer? Hurry up and put it back, thank you."

"My family's wood rats all said it was good soil."

……

There was a lot of scolding and complaints in the student group.

Chapter 10 Shire: Wonderful, Wonderful

In the VIP seat of the fourth arena, Principal Dawn watched with satisfaction the illusion trial that had begun to run at full capacity in the center of the arena.

"Nigut, your Arcane Academy has done a good job." He stroked his gray beard and seemed to approve: "Illusions of this scale are rare even in the Illusion School of the Black Tower."

"It's just the background plot of your assessment illusion..." Principal Dawn paused, and changed the words in his mouth into a euphemistic way: "Some things can be expected in the future."

"That's right, it's not fun to be a hero now, either you will be expelled from the team or stabbed in the back by the empress. If you're going to die miserably, it's better to just go and be the devil king."

The one who spoke was an old man in a red robe. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and he appeared to be well-read and quite wise.

As the highest speaker of the Holy See of Dawn in the Alan Empire, the cardinal's words quickly attracted the approval of the great nobles in the VIP seat.

"Old man Nigut, you are out of date, let's take a look at the bestseller list of the Black Tower Bookstore."

"That's right, what's popular now is to travel through time to become a young master and lie flat, or at least become a villain prince, and then turn enemies from previous lives into hot weapons one by one."

"Speaking of training, I recently discovered a new book about torturers and female knights..."

"Marquis Norton, you and I are the pillars of the empire, how can we look at such indecent things! Ahem... After the assessment is over, you can privately send me a copy. As the minister in charge of the law, I will personally take action to clear the noble circle This crooked wind and evil spirit inside."

Jokes sounded one after another.

The entrance examination was quite a battle this time, and many of the VIP seats at this time were big figures with real power in the empire. Naturally, there was no need to give Nigut, the head of the magic academy, any face.

Nigut looked embarrassed. He tried his best to innovate the assessment method. Naturally, he wanted to make some achievements, and he didn't want to be ridiculed.

However, setting up a fantasy world is a big project, and the plot background story in the fantasy world is determined at the beginning of the project.

However, the application process needs to go through a process. It takes two years for the project to be filed and declared, one year for the high-level evaluation of the college, another year for the funding to be allocated, and several years for the project to be completed.

Over the past few years, the trend of the entire empire has changed drastically.

In just eight years, the stories people sang in the streets and alleys have already evolved from the heroic epics of the bards who go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to defeat the dragon, to the stories of divorce and son-in-law.

A lot of middle-aged aristocrats who were angry outside and were still strictly controlled by their wives at home held these books, fantasizing frantically that one day they would be promoted, get rich and kill their wives, and the dragon king would return when he was successful.