Even the Demon King is worrying about another world today.

Mikayi's eyes could perfectly capture the movement. The two short swords emitted a blue light, with faint, curved blue lightning crackling across their surfaces.

Speaking of which, blue lightning does exist in this world. I saw it back in Zorro. If we categorize it by lightning, then it's fire attribute, right?

Since the attributes don't interfere with each other, it all comes down to practical experience.

These greenhorn humans are practically useless in a fight. Mikayi dozed off, head propped up.

The boy had the advantage in speed, but plant-based magic was extremely difficult to deal with. Several attacks were blocked, and he couldn't break through.

As the battle intensified into daylight, the dual-wielders ran out of stamina, and their speed decreased.

The longer the fight dragged on, the less advantageous it would be for him; the boy clearly wanted to end it quickly. Fire elements gathered around him, and the blue blade of his sword was illuminated by lightning. This would undoubtedly be his final blow.

A thunderous roar followed by a dazzling flash of lightning.

A gasp rippled through the crowd; this kind of mediating magic was already quite remarkable for humans.

The twin blades of lightning were about to strike the girl. The girl stood rooted to the spot, undaunted by the danger. Behind her, a blooming purple flower emerged, alluring and captivating.

Mikayi rested his head on his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his sleepy eyes.

Ok?

I never imagined that the seemingly frail girl possessed such magic...

The lightning stopped abruptly before it touched the girl, and the black-robed boy froze in place.

The boy's body was covered with green thorns, and the tiny thorns pierced his skin.

That's parasitic magic, a type of plant-based magic.

Compared to righteous and straightforward magic, parasitic magic can be considered demonic and heretical. However, compared to black magic, it's nothing.

The paralyzing plants quickly rendered the dual-wielding youth unable to fight, and Akman announced the outcome of the battle.

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(Thank you everyone for your comments, I've decided not to cut the academy arc! >3<)

097 Mud Magic

In the second group, it was Hediz's turn to play. I thought he could learn a little something.

He used sword magic, but Hedis defeated his enemy in one move.

Mikayi, who knew absolutely nothing about swordsmanship, couldn't figure out a thing. All he knew was that the red-glowing sword, with a single raise and slash, rendered his opponent incapacitated.

The decisive move wasn't due to the opponent's weakness, nor to Hedis's exceptional magical abilities. Rather, it was due to his extensive combat experience.

It's not hard to imagine that a young man willing to accept a dangerous mission to a far northern city-state has already experienced things that are extraordinary.

If we're talking about taking things one step at a time, Hedis was undoubtedly the one who took the most steady steps.

Mikayi yawned.

Since becoming familiar with human sleep patterns, even he has started to feel sleepy. It's better not to sleep; once he tries to sleep, it's as if all the drowsiness accumulated over hundreds of thousands of years is vying to fill his brain.

"Mikai-kun!" Ms. Akman, standing on the platform, waved in their direction, her eyes brimming with excitement. "It's your turn!"

Oh... speaking of which, I'm the third one.

Mikayi looked at the bamboo stick in his hand, then surveyed the field, but did not find any of his competitors.

"Don't let me beat you until you cry later."

The person behind him said something, and Mikayi raised an eyebrow and turned around.

Wow, that's interesting.

It turned out to be that flaxen-haired 'René-Pie' kid.

Mika, who never showed weakness in the face of such provocation, smiled politely.

“Count how many teeth you have first,” Mikayi said.

"What do you mean?" the brown-haired boy asked, puzzled.

"It'll be easy to find later," Mikayi said, already walking down the steps.

The brown-haired boy stood there for a long time before he reacted. Judging from his angry expression, he must have been furious.

"Hey! You're the one who'll get beaten to a pulp! Huh?! I know your magic power is only the size of an egg!"

The brown-haired boy clenched his fists, ready to punch Mikayi from behind.

"Joyce, you can't make a move before the match begins..."

The small figure in the stands said this.

Renee stopped the Demon King before he could be touched by the foul-smelling humans.

Judging from Joyce's action of stopping, what Renee said was very useful.

"Yes, yes! Ms. Renee!" Joyce nodded frantically. This was the first time Renee had spoken to him on her own initiative, and what's more, Ms. Renee had actually remembered his name. Joyce was overjoyed.

Little did anyone know, Renee, heeding Mikaela's words, "Since you've become a mentor, you must take responsibility," began to diligently fulfill her duties as a homeroom teacher. She even stayed up all night memorizing the names of these humans.

After giving Renée a flirty wink, Joyce's expression instantly turned cold.

"That arrogant bastard, he'll make you beg for mercy on your knees in a minute," Joyce muttered to Mikael behind his back.

Even after both sides had taken their positions, the calm smile on Mikayi's face never faded.

He held the wooden wind staff lightly in his hand, quietly watching the brown-haired boy opposite him.

Joyce held a short staff in her hand, only slightly longer than a quill pen, brown and straight, with several round holes on it.

From this perspective, it's less like a staff and more like... a musical instrument?

A recorder?

Well, having seen all sorts of magical tools from another world, Mikai remained completely unfazed.

It seems that the dwarves' technology not only allowed them to create magical artifacts, but they could even improve the mediums through which magic was cast. Truly befitting of another world. It's just a pity that this race went extinct before he even arrived.

Possessing such advanced technology inevitably makes one a target for various forces, so it's not without reason that such technology could be deliberately targeted and even used to exterminate someone...

Joyce held the recorder with both hands, focusing her attention as she sang: "Elements born from the earth..."

Oh, earth elemental magic...

While waiting for his opponent to chant, Mikayi gripped his staff and pretended to move his lips, acting as if he were chanting as well.

What's with all the chanting...?

I've long forgotten the incantation for the wind element!

Joyce finished his chant before Michael could finish. He smiled confidently, brought the recorder to his lips, and pressed his fingers against the air hole.

The melodious notes of centipedes emanated from the flute.

The clear and beautiful music echoed in the venue, the noisy crowd fell silent, and everyone was enjoying the pleasant music.

Hmm, for a boy like you, ** sounds pretty good.

Sensing the magic activating beneath his feet, Mikayi deftly dodged to the side.

Where he had originally stood, a clay figure appeared.

Should they be called mud figures...? These guys...

A lump of human-shaped mud lay on the ground, without facial features or a neck, with only limbs barely visible.

Does it really have any offensive capabilities? Hey... I can make better mud than you do!

"Tsk tsk, as expected of a wind elemental, your movements are indeed more agile." Seeing her opponent dodge the attacks so skillfully, it was as if that body had been through countless battles. Joyce couldn't help but praise her.

"But... in that case, there's no way to avoid it!"

As Joyce said this, he took a deep breath, and the meandering syllables became steep.

Almost simultaneously, numerous brown magic circles of varying sizes appeared nearby, and these chaotic magic circles, like vomiting, tossed clumps of wet, soft mud into the air.

come out.

I go!

Mikayi sighed.

How could magic that sounds so melodious be used in such a disgusting way!

Just as the lump of mud on his head was about to touch his hair, Mikayi could no longer bear it. A blue light emerged from beneath his feet, and two transparent wings appeared on his ankles. He shifted his body to the side, leaped, and flight magic lifted him off the ground, sending him soaring into the air to escape the disgusting creatures.

Unexpectedly, the magic circles changed direction, as if locking onto a target, aiming at Mikayi who was moving in mid-air.

Those disgusting lumps are coming at me again!

"...Anyone who didn't know better would think you were playing with poop."

While dodging the magic, Mikayi finally couldn't help but mutter a complaint.

"you!"

Joyce blushed deeply, humiliated by Michael's words, whether from shame or anger, it was hard to tell.

098 Oh, I messed up.

Joyce gave a cold snort.

"Not attacking at all? Is it because you don't have enough mana? Poor 'egg capacity'." Joyce shook her head and sighed. "How pitiful, you can only use one or two low-level spells. Putting aside this flight spell, the next spell will be your last resort."

"Oh?" Mikayi raised an eyebrow, smiling playfully. "You know me so well?"

Another magic circle appeared above their heads. Unlike the previous ones, the soil emerging from the magic circle was hard, no longer soft. It formed a semicircle, which kept closing in, seemingly trying to envelop Mikayi.

“When your magic runs out, I’ll pick you up like a chick and throw you on the ground.” Joyce’s lips curled up, and she smiled like a villain.

"Go for it, Master~" Kuro swung his legs, with a box of fresh popcorn on his lap.

"Go, roommate!" Hedis sat next to her, using fire magic to pop kernels of corn into his mouth.

These two actually switched to spectator mode!! Seriously, where did that corn come from?! Mikayi glanced at the two of them.

How come I never thought of using fire magic to pop popcorn!

The closing ball of mud was almost completely enveloping Mikayi. Mikayi mentally made a few decisions.

I really... I really don't want this thing to lock me up!