Another world, I have an elf magician

There are only ten days left before the final exam.

I used my free time during the day to secretly practice magic in the woods.

Although you have the ability to cast magic, you still need to improve your proficiency, right?

A sword is useless, and your strength cannot increase.

By the way, I now have a new skill, fantasy magic.

In the past few days, I have not understood its specific usage, so I classified it as useless.

Leave that alone.

It feels so good to have magic.

I can cast fireballs to hit the target I want to attack, and I can also throw out wind blades to kill weaker monsters nearby.

I can even use earth magic to build an earth house similar to a beach fort.

Although I am a little too young, and I have outgrown the age of playing with mud very early, I always feel a sense of accomplishment when I do this, as if I have completed a piece of art.

Finally, the day of final exams arrived.

This day came easier than I imagined.

Because time passed so quickly that I didn’t realize that today was the day of assessment, so I felt that this day came very easily.

I've been taking time to practice my magic lately, even sneaking out at night.

Although I was exhausted physically and mentally, I felt more confident and didn't have any anxiety in my heart.

With the idea that I was the protagonist, I thought I would be able to pass the final exam.

"Randy, you have to work hard, grandpa always has hope for you and always believes in you.

No matter what the result is, just work hard! "

Silua and I said goodbye to Grandpa Rodney before heading to school.

Thinking back to Grandpa Rodney's hopeful eyes, I felt a little heavy.

I don't want to let him down.

Given the opportunity, I don’t want to become a waste.

"Randy, are you okay?"

Silua next to me called me, and while I was thinking with my head down, I glanced at her.

"what happened?"

"Today is the day of assessment. You must have been preparing carefully recently, right?"

"Well, almost."

"No wonder you have dark circles."

Silua pointed at my eyes and said.

I noticed that she looked a little strange, or a little depressed.

"What's wrong? What's on your mind?" I asked.

Silua shook her head and asked me in turn: "Are you worried about something?"

I was confused and shook my head in confusion.

"Why haven't you stayed with me recently, or even come to play with me?" Siluya asked me as if she had finally summoned up the courage.

I thought about it and said, "I've been preparing for the exam recently, so I don't have time to spend time with you.

And we are not children anymore, so playing and other things are boring. "

"Is that so..."

Silu Ya clenched her little pink fist and lowered her head.

I don't understand her thoughts, I just feel that she is still a child, and children are inevitably playful and do not understand what is important.

Maybe this is the difference in mentality between "adults" like me and her.

What I pay attention to is the assessment results. Playing has no meaning to me, so I must pass it smoothly today!

"Siluya, are you sure you will pass the test?" I asked.

"Hey, this..." Silua hesitated, apparently thinking about how to answer me.

I guess she didn't want me to feel disappointed. After all, the difference between my magical talents and hers was more than a point or two.

After being together for so long, I recently discovered that she is a child with a very high talent for magic, otherwise she would not have cast healing magic that day.

She should be able to pass the assessment easily.

"Siluya is very confident, right? I think you are very powerful!"

"No...no, Randy and I are almost the same."

Silua didn't dare to look directly at me, obviously she was lying.

As an "adult", my heart is not so petty.

She is my friend, and I am sincerely happy for her to have such a high magical talent.

Entering the academy, I saw all the fifth-grade students standing neatly in a rectangular array on the playground, waiting for the teachers' orders on the presiding stage.

I am also a fifth-grade student. Different from my previous life, I am not a primary school student.

How many unfamiliar faces are there?

They should not be teachers in this college.

On the stage, I noticed a few teachers I had never seen before.

Most of them were dressed in luxurious clothes and behaved elegantly. It was obvious that they were from the city.

"Why are you two late? Today is the day to take the assessment!"

The scolding sound of the college dean came. This middle-aged Mediterranean man seemed to be very concerned about this assessment activity.

It was like a leader came to inspect, so we were very angry at being late.

"Which class are they both in? Where is the head teacher?"

"Sorry, Dean, they are my students!"

Zelorella stood up from the teacher's queue in embarrassment, pointed in the direction of Class 03, and said to Silua and me:

"Randy, Silua, you two hurry up and join the team!"

Silua and I trotted into the queue and were at the end.

The fifth grade is divided into three classes, each class has more than 20 students.

I accidentally noticed a somewhat familiar figure standing in the ranks of other classes not far away.

"Hey, is that her?"

After reminiscing for a while, looking at the red-haired girl, I remembered her name, Lilith.

It turns out that she and I are classmates.

"Hey, Dean Brian, there was a student named Randy just now. Is he the kid who doesn't know magic?"

A young man wearing a purple robe caught my attention.

Being called out by him in public made me feel a little guilty.

"Well, it's indeed him."

Brian replied sheepishly.

"Oh, so, a child who doesn't know magic can only be described as a waste, right?"

"I think so too, although children without magic talent can choose other careers.

For example, swordsman or fighting spirit master, but in such a remote place, few people can afford the cost of changing professions! "

"It seems that this child is destined to fail the assessment and eventually become a low-level farmer, hahaha!"

The strange teachers on the stage mocked me in front of everyone, which made me a little unhappy.

After all, it is really not very authentic for a few adults to mock me as a child, even though I am an adult mentally.

"Hahaha, Randy was named and laughed at."

Zoro at the front of the queue turned back and made a face at me. The other students cast disdainful glances at me. For a moment, I became the target of public criticism.

Seeing this, I could only lower my head and fall into silence.

"Ahem... Today is a special day. We have stayed in this magic academy for five full years.

Both the teacher and me, as the dean, feel sad..."

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Looking up, I saw Brian who was speaking was interrupted by a young man rushing over.

I cast my eyes towards the man and saw that he was covered in dirt and looked dusty.

What's more special is that he has a pair of gray dog ​​ears.

A demi-human?

"Uh, I'm sorry, teacher, who are you?" Brian said, touching his bright head.

"I am the dean of teaching at Kekoa Magic School, Wayne. You should have received my letter. I am here to recruit students!" Wayne explained.

"It turns out to be someone from Kekoya Magic School. I didn't expect that someone would come all the way here to enroll students..."

"I heard that this magic school is on the border of the empire and is no better than a remote village."

"Hey, it seems it's very difficult there. As the dean of students, I personally came to the country to recruit students."

The other strange teachers were talking loudly and openly. It seemed like everyone in the city was like this?

The man named Wayne walked up to the podium line.

The other teachers seemed to dislike him, whether it was because of racial discrimination or mysophobia.

"Ahem, where did I just talk?

Oh, by the way, I remembered..."

Dean Brian said a lot of sensational words, just like a graduation ceremony. It seems that the time has not yet come.

The next few words he said caught my attention.

"Dear students, I believe you have thought about this question before.

That's why our college is called a magic college, not a magic school?

Actually it’s because…”

Through Brian's explanation, I learned that the original reason why the academy was called an academy was because it only taught magic here.

Because magic is the most basic skill on the continent, and it is something that every child must master in the early stages of learning.

The magic school is different.

When everyone enters the magic school, in addition to learning magic, they also need to learn fighting skills and sword skills.

When you graduate again in the future, you can choose universities with different majors.

It sounds similar to the previous life, similar to applying for different majors.

There are not only magic universities in this world, but also swordsmanship universities, fighting spirit master universities, even beast tamer universities, etc...

The amount of information is simply too much.

After Brian finished speaking, several unfamiliar teachers explained their purpose of coming - to recruit students.

In order, what they said was nothing more than some compliments about their respective magic schools.

How many years of history are there, what famous magicians, swordsmen, etc. have been produced, but whose names I have never heard of...

I experienced similar scenes in my previous life, so I saw it very clearly.

In all likelihood, they are bragging, and their purpose is to attract other students. After the assessment, they will join the magic school they represent.

So I kept a calm expression during the process, but other students were different.

I observed that from time to time there would be expressions of interest on their faces, attracted by a certain topic those people were talking about.

When it was the turn of the man named Wayne to come forward to give an admissions speech, no one else seemed very interested.

It was in great contrast to the speeches given by the previous teachers.

Only now did I realize why those teachers were talking loudly about Cocoa Magic School in front of everyone.

While mocking the place, they wanted to achieve the effect of making everyone think that the place was terrible.

As expected, Wayne's speech did not attract too many people's attention.

After all, who would want to go to a rubbish school that has neither a reputation nor a good environment and rich resources?