Infinite Mage - Chapter 663

[663] Insufficient five senses (2)

“It’s like stubbornness.”

When Lufist sat at the table grumbled, Jane laughed.

“How about making an offer right now? You were very sorry.”

When he realized that Sirone had been taken away by the Ivory Tower, Lufist was the one who cursed the kingdom the most.

“If anyone would accept the offer, I did it right away.”

The sight of the 5 prestigious magic academies tearing up the acceptance certificates that came into their hands when they gathered at the association still lingered.

“It’s better. It’s because it doesn’t have to be taken away only by other countries.”

It was the only reason Lufist didn’t take action.

On the other hand, even after the 28th and 29th evaluations, Sirone could not call the next contestant.

Rian and Arya were also mesmerized by the magic demonstration they had just seen.

“This is…”

Rian couldn’t even say a word, but Sirone nodded as if he had heard.

“It’s the magic of a first-class archmage.”

The fact that he left no trace even with such power that the building shook was to reveal his destructive power and delicacy at the same time.

‘Besides, Mr. Jane’s magic was also amazing.’

Because it is a major skill evaluation, some magic has no choice but to use it directly to the judge, and Sirone clearly realized what level her mental magic had reached.

Arya said.

“Let’s move on to the next one. Because there are still 52 people left.”

Sirone, who came to his senses, turned to the door and said.

“Come in next.”

After a while, the door opened and a bald man with a stout body like Lian entered.

“hello! This is Candidate No. 59, Maghart!”

He is 43 years old, trained in martial arts for 20 years, and is now a veteran who lives as a mercenary in the Mutuga Guild.

There was nothing that stood out in the first evaluation, but Sirone passed the introduction that the basics were solid and the strength was strong.

“yes. I wish you good results. Show me your organs.”

Maghart set down the huge backpack he was carrying on his back and took out a solid brick from inside.

‘It’s a demonstration of breaking.’

Normally, when it comes to breaking, a support is set up so that the impact can be transmitted well, but he stacked 15 bricks in an orderly fashion.

Maghart, who was arrogantly looking down at the brick tower that reached up to his waist, nodded and said:

“The fierce tiger headbutt, the most powerful technique in tiger martial arts. I will destroy this brick with one blow.”

The romance of a defeated boy.

Putting aside her duties as an examiner for a moment, Sirone nodded with her eyes shining.

“Whoa!”

While Maghart took a horseback stance and swung his hands around, not even a sound of breathing could be heard, and finally he pushed his lower jaw forward and screamed.

“Eulachacha!”

Jumping up, he slammed the tower of bricks with his forehead as if he were falling upside down.

The sound of stones breaking repeatedly surrounded him, and his face smashed through the bricks and fell to the ground.

“wow! Everything is broken!”

Sirone stood up and applauded Maghart, who was bowing in the dust.

“Great! By the way, are you okay? Your head will hurt.”

I didn’t hear an answer.

“Hey… Mr. Maghardt?”

With her forehead on the ground and not even moving, Sirone’s voice, which gradually became uneasy, rose.

“Mr. Maghart, can you hear me?”

At that moment, Maghart’s waist loosened and spread to the ground, and his limbs convulsed as if they were bouncing.

“It’s a big deal! I must have lost consciousness!”

Arya jumped up and shouted at the door.

“master! master! I am an emergency patient!”

A member of the Silverling Guild came into the vacant lot, picked up Maghart, and sprinted outside.

The venue was cleared in an instant, but Sirone still watched them leave with a dazed expression.

“…what? What happened?”

Lian licked her lips and said.

“I was so nervous. My strength is dispersed because my body is stiffer than usual. He lost consciousness the moment he hit him.”

Sirone quietly sat down and said.

“Come in next.”

There were incidents, but as expected, most of the test takers showed satisfactory main skills as they passed the first evaluation.

‘Hmm ambiguous. I’ll have to apply the deferred judgment.’

It was a loss to judge pass or fail in advance because it was ambiguous to set a clear standard.

Number 73 was Aakman, the master of the Silverling Guild, and showed off his long-term fire snake magic without hesitation.

‘Certainly that magic is convenient.’

It was a magic that greatly benefited from the magical weapons of the flame robe and fire prison, but it was a real battle anyway, and if so, the equipment could also be a strength.

‘Because I’m wearing Armand too.’

When the three people applauded after confirming that the snake of flame coiled and landed, Aakman greeted him with a shy face.

It was because it was embarrassing to demonstrate because it was an ability that had already been defeated in the confrontation, but from Sirone’s point of view, it was difficult to find someone as skilled as Aakman.

‘For now, let’s hold the strand toward passing.’

Aakman left, and Jordic, the master of the War Wagon Guild, entered as if touching a baton.

Unlike the first evaluation, he was equipped with a magic weapon, but it was a large glove with a crystal ball embedded in his palm like Armand.

“Number 74 Jordan.”

Although qualified as a test taker, the attitude of not bowing down completely to anyone was still the same.

“yes. Show me your specialty.”

Jordyk introduced the equipment first.

“It’s a magic weapon called an ice glove. Combined with my freezing magic, you can do a lot of things. For example…”

Jordyk held out his palm, and the crystal ball emitted a blue light that instantly froze the atmosphere.

“Absorb energy.”

Then, as he clenched his fist, the ice slid like a stream and turned into a whip with sharp spikes.

“We decapitate those who dare to attack us like this.”

As he swung his arms around, the ice whip made a sound of wind and hit Sirone in front of her eyes before returning.

‘Aha, that means the shape isn’t fixed.’

While the freezing type has excellent formative power, its disadvantage is that its fluidity is poor.

However, while wearing the ice glove, he could absorb energy in real time, so he could use even hard ice like a whip.

“What… should we just do this? Because the real skill of killing people is hard to show here.”

Anticipating Sirone’s reaction, Jordyk raised the corners of his mouth coldly, but Sirone’s gaze was fixed on the papers before he knew it.

“Thanks for your efforts. Success or failure will be notified individually.”

“…”

Jordyk, who stood for a moment embarrassed, licked his lips and turned around when Arya called for the next person.

‘Anyway, things these days.’

The next turn, number 75, was Master Yvian of the Blood Rose Guild.

It was a costume that clearly showed that he put off his skills for the time being and paid attention to others.

“Hello, I’m Yvian, candidate number 75.”

Holding the skirt with the tips of her fingers and spreading it left and right, she bowed slightly as she pulled one leg back.

“hello. You look pretty today.”

“Oh my, does it really look like that? It’s strange, I just did what I normally do. Ho-ho-ho!”

As Yvian’s heart swayed up and down while laughing exaggeratedly, Sirone returned to her true form.

“Then shall we begin?”

Yivian, who achieved the desired result of first impression, also showed off his special skill with a smile.

“Magnetic control.”

Ivyang’s specialty was electric magic, and among them, his skills in controlling metals with magnetic fields were outstanding.

When she threw the ‘Golden Dragon’s Eye’, a black iron orb, it melted into iron powder in the air, revealing the shape of a magnetic field around her.

“Hoo.”

Looking at the iron powder flowing like the Milky Way, Sirone made an interesting expression on her face. She gained confidence and molded a rose with iron powder and sent it to Sirone.

The rose floating in front of my eyes was only black in color, so sophisticated that I could believe it was real, and when I slowly tried to hold it in my hand, it was released again into smoke and returned to Yvian.

“awesome.”

“My specialty is modeling, but I don’t want to underestimate its power. When you concentrate, you can overcome gravity up to 200 kilograms.”

It was the power to move dozens of longswords simultaneously.

‘This magic will be useful. Let’s put Mr. Yvian on the passing line.’

Lufist Jane Ackman to Jordan Yvian.

From the beginning, it could be seen that with this lineup, the skeleton was being captured.

Number 121 Ethella’s turn came back with a jump, and what she prepared for the evaluation was a defeat just like Maghart.

‘Well, there aren’t many things that have a bigger impact than this.’

Although he is a skilled enough to compete with Satan in heaven, being evaluated by mobilizing the preparations meant respecting the judges.

“Let’s demonstrate the secret art of Yin-Yang Wave Fist.”

“yes. i look forward to.”

Sirone was polite to the school teacher and carefully watched Lian, who still had the creepiness of the first evaluation.

What she took out of her bag was an iron ball the size of a person’s face, and when she dropped it from eye level as if to check its hardness, it crashed into the floor.

“You mean… breaking iron?”

While Arya put on an expression of disbelief, Ethella bent down and aimed her fist at her.

“Whoa.”

After taking a deep breath, Etella’s fist struck the iron ball with great speed.

More and more more and more!

Sounds that were hard to believe were struck by human fists exploded one after another, and as many waves as the number of sounds raged inside the ball.

‘A thunderbolt field!’

Etela, who spread her palm wide, pushed the final wave.

Then, the iron ball, which had been shaking and shaking, shattered as if an explosion had occurred.

“Whoaaaa!”

Sirone exclaimed in admiration at his always-cool skills.

It was unbelievable that he had made a human body with an iron ball that could not be broken with any magic.

After squatting on the floor and cleaning up the debris, Etella returned to her stance and bowed politely.

“Please take good care of me.”

Ethella, who had a polite smile, left the clearing, and Sirone turned to Lian.

“how is it? Are you passing?”

“huh? Oh sure.”

It was a skill that had no room for objection, and the reason why Lian did not readily evaluate it was because of his own problems.

During the knight training, only winning was important, but thinking about how technically advanced the test takers were today, I felt uncomfortable.

Whether or not she knew that feeling, Sirone called the next contestant.

“Come in at number 147.”

Shirone, who realized it only after calling, checked the documents.

‘Ah, it must have been this person.’

Windstorm Wigg.

Equipped with twin swords behind his left shoulder with the number 11, he entered with a smile.

“hello. It is number 147. People who know it also call it Whig of the Storm.”

“Hmm.”

Ryan closed his mouth and crossed his arms.

From the first evaluation, it was Wig who had been sending energy of provocation from beginning to end.

“Then show me your specialty. It must be a double swordsmanship, right?”

“To be honest, weapons don’t matter. I just fight whatever I can get my hands on. What’s really important is…”

Wigg, who pulled out the twin swords over his shoulder at the same time, aimed at Lian with one eye closed.

“Isn’t it about who can I beat?”

Ryan asked without changing his expression.

“so… Who can you beat?”

As expected, he had a personality that did not know how to retreat, and Wig made a proposal as if he had been waiting for it.

“That’s you. I’m asking for a real sword fight, knight of Macha.”

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