I found it odd to fight against this person who already had an experience in clashing against another student or person. Normally, I would fight someone who was freshly drafted to this event. But that didn’t happen.Well, this was another world, after all. So the culture and the way they handled these sorts of tournaments was something different compared to my world. I had to avoid differentiating my world and this… planet, or else I would bluntly say and nitpick anything I see from now on. The announcer of the stadium calls for my name and the kid who had demolished his first opponent not too long ago. A teenager appeared before me. This was the person who won the first battle of this Magique Academy event and was already showing some fanbase all over the audience, including the other two judges. But despite what had happened, the King was thinking to himself. Even though he was distant from me, his eyes were still visible. King Rowan massaged the temples of his eyes and mumbled som
Apparently, after the fight, the judges had to talk to themselves if they could still join me in the upcoming battle. And although I won my fight, it seemed these judges were unsure whether I could be a student in the S-Rank classroom… or be banned. It seemed that the spell I used was something far greater than what any mages could offer. And if I could conjure such a devastating ability, these judges, specifically the director of the Magique Academy, thought there would be no professors that could teach me.But I wasn’t aiming for that. And fortunately, King Rowan was on the case. He already leaned his head closer to the director of the school and briefly explained my circumstances. Even though we were a few feet apart and I couldn’t hear his words, I still knew that King Rowan was talking things out for the Magique School’s director, considering I had helped him about other businesses. By the time the conversation ended, the judges had made up their mind. A referee was called to re
I just realised that this place awfully lacked women students.It appeared that even in this world, women were also criticised. But I didn’t correlate the women and their strengths or weaknesses, rather, this Magique Academy and its students. Although I thought highly of myself, back from my world, there were females who could answer my questions within a nick of time than males could. And then, everything changed after the previous fight. When the last clash ended, two contenders walked towards the stage. One was a girl, and the other was a boy. From the way I saw it, this boy was belittling the woman for her gender and appearance alone, which was ludicrous. But I wasn’t affiliated with these people, so why would I care?That was when things became different. After the myriad of matches that unfolded before me, there was one person who caught my interest.As soon as the next fight started, the two contenders were two women fighting for the S-Classroom Rank. The victor could go to th
I forced Elizabeth to fight me, even though she was totally against it. I get it. There was no benefit in fighting against me and winning or losing wouldn’t matter that much. But it mattered to me. I wanted to know Elizabeth’s spells up close and learn more about the magical abilities this world had to offer. There was no telling when I could get this chance once the arena settles in, so it was better this way. Hence, my request However, there were also a few disadvantages to this rash decision. Since Elizabeth somewhat already used most of her mana, she would be fighting against the favourable odds of her enemy, which was me. So instead of winning through this dirty tactic, I also added some features that disabled some chances of me winning.And the referee was about to announce it.“This is a special duel between Elizabeth Lonelight on my right who had defeated her opponent through unique abilities called ‘Shadow’ versus Owari Ryutarou, who is now the strongest mage of the arena! A
“Drink this. Elizabeth. This will help you regain some of your health.” The vial I made had purple liquid inside, compared to the usual red and blue potions made on this planet. Red meant improving the regeneration process of the body while the blue ones were made to recover mana. Elizabeth needed both. Although these two types of potions would be a great help for Elizabeth’s fast recovery, the taste and effect of these elixirs greatly lessened if taken at the same time. But I found a substance that allowed this chemical reaction to take place, increasing the potency of these red and blue potions. Hence, the creation of the purple one, which effortlessly solved the problem. However, the girl refused to drink what I had made. That girl kept staring at the concoction I made, without daring to touch or or go near the glass. Elizabeth stated that the lavender-like potion I made was something… “Are you trying to kill me? What’s this? Just because you defeated me, that doesn’t mean I wi
Special Chapter Elizabeth Lonelight _______________ Since I was little, I found out that I was special… But mediocre at the same time. All my brothers and sisters achieved what I couldn’t, and it was obtaining magical elements far superior than any mages from the army. Naturally, they enlisted themselves and presented the Lonelight household. I was the only one excluded from the picture. 1 And then… I became the black sheep of the family. But things changed when an immense power chose me as its host. On a lovely day, a group of bandits breached the palace and other nobles, killing most servants, knights, and a few prominent people in different households. My family was unscathed. But since they saved themselves, my parents and siblings forgot about me… As if it was orchestrated. I was meant to die on that day until I stood up and refused to whimper and fall. After a few seconds, the bandit in front of me inside my room raised his hand and aimed for my throat. But before he coul
Special Chapter Elizabeth Lonelight Perspective _______________ “You’re probably wondering why would the three judges request you to fight me? Well. You’ll know once we end this fight… And once you’ve shown me your true colours.” Owari Ryutarou was always the talk of the town. According to my master and the Lonelight household, Owari had been creating inventions and giving them to the King for a fair price. Of course, King Rowan found him amusing as Owari continued progressing to the arts of machinery and magic, leading him to become the youngest inventor of the Kingdom. My parents had always compared me to Owari. This boy who was the same age as me had achieved what no court magician had in their lifetime. He was a genius. And just like most intelligent people, Owari rose from the ranks and became a viscount under the age of ten… But despite these facts, I didn’t want to become like him. We were two worlds apart, but I loved what I had, and I would never replace it with what t
Special Chapter Elizabeth Lonelight Perspective _______________ As soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a glass containing purple drink. And then, Owari, who was in front of me busy with other stuff, reached out to me and said with a blank face. “Drink this, Elizabeth. This will help you regain some of your health,” He then pushed the vial towards me and ordered me around like a subject of his experiments. There were different potions existing in this world: blue potions gave magic casters mana, red vials gave stamina and health, and others just… there. Naturally, I didn’t accept it. I let out a snicker and pushed the glass away from my face. I kept staring at the concoction Owari had made, without daring to touch or go near the glass. I stated that the lavender-like potion Owari made for me was something… “ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!” The words escaped my mouth. “What is this? Is this some kind of joke? Just because you defeated me, that doesn’t mean I will s