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

Esveda's eyes froze slightly, pausing on the light curtain in the center of the arena.

"Uncle Carter."

The Duke of Brunstad turned his head in doubt, only to see the magic glow flowing in Esveda's red pupils, bursting out an incomparably dazzling gorgeous light.

He followed Esveda's gaze and found nothing unusual.

I only saw an ordinary student strolling in front of the magic tower.

At this moment, before the entrance of the magic tower, there is a black monster. According to its shape, it can be judged that it should be a kind of sub-dragon before it was demonized.

This is one of the wandering creatures in the trial illusion. According to the rules of the illusion, it will not appear in the Demon King's City until a certain period of time after the start of the trial.

Although it is not a pure-blooded dragon species, an adult sub-dragon is at least a magical creature above the fourth level. With its various talents and body types as a sub-dragon species, it is impossible for ordinary fourth-level transcendents to defeat it. .

In the task list of the Adventurer's Guild, the crusade mission of an adult dragon needs a fourth-tier team led by a fifth-tier expert to undertake it. Even if you look at the entire trial illusion, it is also one of the most powerful existences.

According to the normal way of thinking, the freshmen should use stealth and other means to pass without disturbing the beast, or rely on the ability to detect and calculate the path of the beast in advance, so as to avoid encountering it.

However, that ordinary-looking student did not intend to dodge or hide at all.

He just raised his hand slightly.

The light red magic factor gathered in the void and turned into a raging flame.

The next moment, a crimson magic flame rose up, enveloping the ferocious sub-dragon monster in it.

"I seem to have found him."

For some reason, there was a slight trill in Esveda's voice.

Chapter No.16 This kid is so terrifying, I can't...

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"This child has such a talent at such a young age, he is so terrifying, he must not stay."

There was a moment of silence in the VIP room.

People raised their eyes to look at the source of the voice—the most important speaker of the Holy See of Chenxi in the empire, the elegant and knowledgeable cardinal with white hair and gold-rimmed glasses.

Snapped--

At the side, a young priest in a white robe knocked the cardinal on the head, and then bowed to the surroundings apologetically.

"Sorry, Your Majesty the Bishop, he recently read "The Legend of Xiao Huohuo" and "Resurrect My Love" from the Black Tower Bookstore, and now he often substitutes himself as the villains of the Hall of Soul and Hall of Wuhun."

"Ahem, I understand, I understand. When we read it, we often substitute the Gamma Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire in the novel."

"Yeah, it's a pity that the nobles in the empire are all trash, and they are useless except to set off the protagonist and the villain."

……

All the nobles expressed their understanding and vowed that they would never spread the bishop's speech outside.

But in this way, the nobles also shifted their attention.

After all, the previous picture on the light curtain was shocking even to them.

"Wizard of the Four Rings? And he doesn't look like he's more than 20 years old."

"Not only that, he can kill a sub-dragon with a considerable degree of magic resistance in one move. The power of his spell may have reached the level of the fifth ring."

"Moreover, it doesn't seem to be the civilian potential stocks we funded..."

"interesting."

Originally, after Esveda completed the trial, the nobles no longer paid attention to the content of the illusion trial, but stayed purely for etiquette reasons.

Unexpectedly, they found a big surprise.

Although there were some people who entered the magic tower trial before, and many reached the fourth level, most of them were descendants of nobles themselves, or geniuses with outstanding talents who were discovered and funded by the nobles at a very young age.

There is no shortage of resources since childhood, and there are various tutoring classes and guidance from famous teachers.

Compared with this, the civilian students who did not receive the resources and support of the nobles and reached such a level on their own are obviously more valuable.

What's more, the other party is still a wizard.

Even today when the arcane tower is established, wizards no longer cherish their brooms, and everyone can get in touch with arcane through the enlightenment books in the black tower bookstore, mage is still a very rare and precious profession.

After all, in the Western Continent, having a strong body is obviously much easier than having a logical mind capable of learning arcane arts.

All of a sudden, many nobles became interested.

"Principal Dawn, I don't know what the origin of this freshman is."

"If there is a chance, I hope that His Excellency the Principal can introduce me after the trial is over."

"I don't know if he denies the engagement, I have a little girl..."

The nobles are not short-sighted.

This is a world of extraordinary existence. Compared with real strength, the class distinction between nobles and commoners naturally seems insignificant.

Such a young genius wizard might not have a chance to become a quasi-legend in the future.

If he can be tied to his warship by means of marriage, then the future of his entire family will be guaranteed.

And on the other side of the VIP seats.

"The spell used by this freshman seems to be the original script of the improved "Fireball" that he submitted in the written test earlier. "

"Dean, I think we need to review his written test results."

A middle-aged mentor from the School of Magic suggested to Dean Nigut.

He is also one of the members responsible for marking the written examination papers. He was touched when he saw the brand-new model described in the Shire scroll, and now he is even more astonished after seeing the actual effect.

However, Dean Nigut himself is responsible for the final scoring of the test papers, and his personal opinion has nothing to do with it.

"Ridiculous! The standard original text of the fireball technique has been personally verified by Her Majesty Wei Mosta and Shire. How can it be changed at will?"

Dean Nigut retorted righteously.

Although his strength as a seven-ring wizard is not weak in the imperial capital, he is not ranked well.

The reason why Nigut was able to become the dean of the Magic Academy was mainly because most of the high-ranking wizards chose to stay in the Black Tower to concentrate on studying arcane arts in order to advance further, but he chose to stay in the black tower rather than the queen. The Alan Empire took advantage of the scarce talents in the empire.

Therefore, his position as the dean of the magic academy is not very firm, and many people are staring at his position.

Previously, I thought that I could achieve some results by relying on the illusion trial, but by accident, it made a lot of nobles' family ugliness public.

Although the nobles couldn't wear shoes on him openly out of concern for their face, it was still easy to put pressure on him secretly through Principal Dawn.

Didn't you see that they even said "Principal Dawn, you don't want your college to be investigated for tax evasion, do you?"

At this moment, if he made another mistake in grading papers and was attacked by his competitors, it would not be impossible for him to lose the position of dean of the Magic Academy directly.

Because of this, Dean Nigut's voice became a little louder and became more powerful: "Even if this new spell model seems to have improved on the surface, there must be a huge gap inside. The discovered loopholes, maybe at some point, the magic power will go berserk and counterattack the caster!"

"I believe that, as the tower owner of the sub-tower of the Black Tower, His Excellency Tevez will also agree with my point of view."

Tevez is a fat middle-aged man with glasses.

As an eight-ring wizard, a veritable quasi-legendary, Tevez is also the chief speaker of the Black Tower's sub-towers in the empire, and has the same status as the cardinal of the Dawn Vatican.

As the spokesperson of the Black Tower in the empire, and also has some personal friendship with himself, Dean Nigut believes that the other party will agree with his point of view to maintain the authority of the Black Tower.

However, at this moment, the Tower Master Tevez was watching the picture in the light curtain calmly.

To be precise, it was the freshman who was leisurely walking towards the entrance of the magic tower.

"Dean Nigut, what's the name of this freshman?"

"Edmond Dantès."

Master Tevez took out a book from the storage ring and flipped through it twice. Dean Nicot took a glance from the corner of his eye and saw the words Monte Cristo on the cover of the book.

Tevez frowned, and quietly retreated behind everyone.

"The history of fireball in our Black Tower is relatively long, and there are many variants of the original script."

Dean Nigut didn't understand: "So, Lord Twista also thinks that the official version of the original fireball technique from the Black Tower is better?"

"Our Black Tower pursues the core purpose of seeking knowledge and seeking. We want to improve the subjective initiative of wizards in the process of studying arcane arts, avoid too much dogmatism, and develop a path of arcane arts with the characteristics of the Black Tower."

"Master Twista, I still don't understand what you mean..."

Immediately afterwards, Dean Nigut saw that Tevez's eyes were blurred, and silently made several mouth shapes towards him.

Although he didn't understand the meaning of the mouth shape, Dean Nigut felt that he had realized it.

It is obviously inconvenient for Tevez's sub-tower to express his official position on behalf of the Black Tower, so he can only use this implicit expression to support his point of view.

With Tevez's endorsement, Dean Nigut felt confident in his speech.

Pointing to the image of Charr in the light curtain, he spoke confidently to the mentors and nobles around him: "Pay attention, this freshman's improved fireball technique seems to be powerful, but obviously it consumes a lot."

"You can see that he is absent-minded at the moment, and it is difficult to concentrate. It is obviously the influence of tampering with the original fireball technique without authorization, which has caused a great loss of his mental power, and even caused permanent and difficult to recover from the soul. impossible."

"I can affirm that with such mental wear and tear, he may not show it now, but he will definitely not be able to pass the trial of the seven deadly sins after the customs!"

"Dean Nicot..."

"Ok?"

Dean Nigut turned his head in dissatisfaction, and looked at the mentor who interrupted his confident speech.

"This freshman named Edmond Dantès...he..."

"He what?"

"He's already at the top."

Chapter No.17 Charles. Little Sweet Potato

"My family, who knows, the big speechless incident, I ran into someone on the road..."

boom--

The voice stopped abruptly.

A thing in the shape of a long watermelon, but with eyes and a mouth, was crushed to the ground by the four-ring spell "Anonymous. Gravity Control".

The next moment, the watermelon burst open under the action of ten times the gravity, and the rind and flesh of the melon shattered to the ground.

"Your rage trial really makes people have high blood pressure..."

Looking at the watermelon juice flowing all over the floor, Charles couldn't help being speechless.

The person who made this test of the seven deadly sins is really talented, but it is easy to get beaten when walking on the road, and I am afraid that he can only go out at noon.

But on the other hand, if this part of the illusion is simplified to a magic item or spell, wouldn't it be equivalent to a follower with its own ridicule?

Even if it is impossible for a real strong man to lose his mind because of the illusion, in the battle of high-ranking transcendents, only a moment of distraction is enough to tell the winner.

Charles felt that his next self-created forbidden spell was also on the horizon.

"Charles Little Sweet Potato"?

He released a cleansing technique on himself, cleaned up the watermelon juice that accidentally splashed on himself just now, and walked towards the highest level of the magic tower.

At the same time, Charles transferred part of the computing power of the spiritual ocean from the process of deducing the network model to the new process of this brand new forbidden spell.

To some extent, Dean Nigut's evaluation of his absent-mindedness is not wrong, he is indeed often half-hearted.

Ciel's spiritual power is one of his greatest advantages as a wizard, and the vastness of his spiritual ocean is far from being comparable to him even by other legendary wizards.

And in order to avoid the waste of mental power, even when Charles is sleeping, a considerable part of the computing power in the mental ocean is calculating the arcane model by itself.

This is also the reason why Shire can catch up with other legendary mages who have accumulated tens of hundreds of years in just a dozen years.

A black tower librarian and legendary dragon talker who didn't want to be named once complained that Shire was a natural scroll king, even sleeping, and he didn't give them old guys a way out.

……

Dean Nicot felt a burning pain in his face.

However, the dignity of being the head of the Magic Academy still drove him to speak about finding a step.

"Even if you are lucky enough to pass the trial of the seven deadly sins, with this freshman's vision and knowledge as a commoner, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get a high score in the final trial."

All the nobles could see that Dean Nigut was angry with this talented student.