Don't confiscate my citizenship

What's more, he can now fully utilize the fifth-level combat power.

The two sides are not on the same level at all.

"..."

Vice Dean Ron covered his chin and silently watched the projection on the magic screen in the center of the conference room.

He knew that this entrance examination involved the interests of some high-ranking officials in the kingdom.

There is also an invisible force influencing this exam, preventing Hyperion from enrolling.

After those people used Ranch to increase the difficulty according to the rules, the only unstable factor for them was Ranch's "extraordinary wisdom".

But any space for trickery was blocked by the flat terrain.

Ron couldn't tell whether this was accidental or inevitable.

All I can say is that the luck of these two freshmen has been pretty bad since they met each other.

The same is true in the film world.

People who are not favored by luck will find it difficult to survive no matter how talented they are.

……

On the endless grassland.

Dewdrops hang on the tips of the grass, crystal clear, like gems.

Accompanied by a gust of wind blowing from high altitude, the dewdrops trembled and scattered like broken transparent gems.

A fifth-level examiner can even fly using fifth-level wind magic.

Lanci and Hyperion could already see a black dot-like shadow in the distant sky approaching them.

"Do you have a strategy?"

Hyperion asked.

She was puzzled by Lanqi's stable state of mind.

But she felt that in this situation, no matter how smart Lanqi was, he would not be able to use his wisdom.

"No, there is a hammer tactic in the plains."

Lanqi shook his head. The examiner had lost all his dignity. What else could he do?

Either race on the plains or take on the challenge head on.

"Do you know the examiner's information?"

Lanqi looked at the Duke's daughter beside him and asked.

He had just heard Theresa, who was receiving them in the examination room, mention the examiner's name "Ferrat Shavenson", and Hyperion seemed to know the name.

After all, she was from the royal capital and was very familiar with the messy aristocratic connections and bigwigs in the royal capital.

Hyperion nodded.

"Viscount Felat Shavenson, a cowardly, mean and cautious villain, is also a lackey of the enemy faction of the Alansar family. Ever since my father disappeared, they have been harassing me..."

Hyperion gritted her teeth and told what she knew about Firat. It seemed that she and Firat had a never-ending feud.

"Although he has mastered many spells, he still relies more on his powerful magic power and the combination of magic cards to fight..."

"You can see that he is a little bit bored."

Lanqi nodded and muttered as he looked at the examiner Ferrat who was flying towards them at a high speed.

In the brief time they communicated.

Firat was visibly getting closer to the landmark where they were.

A wizard who uses wind magic to fly has a speed far beyond that of running.

"Do you have any way to deal with him for a short period of time and protect yourself?"

Lanqi asked as if he wanted to confirm one last thing.

Although life-saving magic cards are rare, Hyperion, as a duke's daughter, is likely to have them.

"...Self-preservation is no problem, but I'm not sure how long it will last."

Hyperion hesitated slightly, but still admitted it to Lanqi.

"Then trust me."

"We have a bad compatibility. Your healing magic is useless to me."

"Don't worry, after today, you will find that I am the best assistant you have ever seen, regardless of compatibility."

It's like the last bit of preparation time before the real exam begins.

The two of them chatted for only a few seconds.

Firat stopped in the air far away from the two of them.

He suddenly stopped moving from a state like a meteor streaking across the sky and did not come any closer.

Because this distance was enough for him to cast high-power spells to kill the two of them.

Examiner Firat was in mid-air, looking down.

There was a long silence.

Seems to be observing the status of the two people.

It was much easier than he had imagined.

"You can withdraw from the exam now."

Firat raised his hand slightly, pointed at Lanqi behind Hyperion, and said.

His tone was low, as if he was giving an order that could not be questioned.

However, the next second.

He just saw.

Hyperion's eyes were full of vigilance, and she stood in front of Lanqi more resolutely like a vanguard.

From this angle, it would be even more difficult for him to kill Ranchi instantly.

“Why should I withdraw from the exam?”

Lanqi looked up and asked in confusion.

"..."

Firat tapped the air with his index finger, feeling that Lanqi, an irrelevant person, was a nuisance.

He originally wanted to convey some of the higher-ups' intentions to Hyperion alone.

But it seems that before that, there is still a little black mouse that gets in the way.

"Did she promise you money, status, or something else?"

Firat asked in a condescending tone with a hint of mockery in his words.

In his view, any compensation that this precarious duchess could offer was just a blank check.

unless.

This silly boy is willing to help the Duke's daughter because he is addicted to her beauty.

But when he really knows what kind of person this Duchess is, he will probably be terrified.

"Humph."

Lanqi smiled when he heard this, as if he had heard a ridiculous question.

He took a deep breath, his eyes became a little stern, stared at Firat and asked:

"According to the exam rules, she is my teammate. Article 13 clearly states that I need to work together with my teammates. As an examiner, didn't you read it before you came?"

This was the tone used by a leader criticizing his subordinates when he came to inspect.

This made Firat in the air stunned.

Chapter 24: Ranchi's Strange Function

"very good."

Firat's face showed no emotion, but the blue veins on his forehead still twitched twice.

He nodded.

Firat didn't know whether the boy was really ignorant or was deliberately provoking him.

But it doesn't matter.

Just evaporate him first.

High in the sky, the examiner Firat slowly opened his palms, and every movement of his fingertips was like a rule that could not be questioned or changed.

Suddenly, his eyes became as deep as the starry sky, and powerful magic power was gathering around him, preparing for a grand opening ceremony.

As Firat's lips opened and closed slightly and he recited a series of obscure spells aloud, the air around him began to heat up suddenly and was filled with the smell of violent fire.

An invisible wave of magical power swept across the entire grassland, whistling and rolling up waves of air.

At this moment, the tips of the green grass beneath him began to turn yellow and burnt, as if overturned by Firat's high temperature magic.

Even if he couldn't use magic cards, the spells that Firat knew were enough to easily kill two people in seconds.

but.

It is not wise to underestimate an enemy weaker than yourself.

Firat knew it well.

When a low-level opponent fights a high-level opponent, the only turning point is the "special mechanism".

For example, instant kill points such as high counter-damage can easily fail even at high levels.