Chapter 16.1 - This Is How My Magic Works (2)

Chapter 16.1 - This Is How My Magic Works (2)

As the last of the beads shattered, an eerie stillness enshrouded the examination hall.

"............."

The examinees, assistant supervisors, and even Dirac and Deflyn stood in stunned silence, all except oneUlan.

What he did was simple.

He compressed the ever-active spirit within his body to a high degree and unleashed it outward through his fist. This caused the compressed spirit to explode instantly, causing the wind to swirl and cause a strong shock wave.

It was a technique from his past life, but back then, it served a different purpose.

I originally created it to obliterate swarms of venomous insect-like monsters with a single blow.

Poisonous insects that swarmed and sprayed venom at the sight of small subjects, such as flies, and Ulan himself created it to destroy them in a single blow.

Though its power is not as great as it used to be.

In his previous life, he could have shattered even walls covered in beads with this technique. He bit his lip in disappointment, but his regret was short-lived. He would regain his strength.

"U-Ulan..." The voice of the assistant supervisor was heard.

She sounded flustered, and stammered out Ulan's results.

".......Ulan Bator, 3 seconds."

The examination room fell silent once again.

At that moment, a cheerful voice broke the silence, "Wow, what did you just do?"Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

It was a girl with apricot-colored hair, Deflyn. Her eyes brimmed with curiosity as she looked at Ulan, "It didnt look like magic at all."

"It's."

Who the hell is this person?

She didn't seem to be a supervisor. As he glanced at Deflyn, he suddenly recalled Noah's advice.

"If you find yourself being questioned, just deny it as magic. Insist it's magic."

Ulan followed that advice to the letter, "It's magic."

"Huh? But the mana response..."

"This is how my magic works," Ulan blurted out.

Deflyn looked puzzled, but in a moment, she covered her mouth and chuckled with a playful expression, "Hehe, well, let's just go with that. It may be an unconventional method, but you've certainly achieved the test's objective."

As she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room changed. Other examinees started buzzing with questions.

"Can he really do that?"

"It's not magic, no matter how you look at it."

"But according to the rules."

The test was to find and break the bead with different amounts of mana as quickly as possible. In addition, even if he chose the wrong ones, there would be no penalty.

And Ulan smashed all the beads without his body touching them. They don't know if that was magic, but he accomplished his goal.

Meanwhile,

In a different corner of the room, Dirac's face was completely crumpled.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his clenched fists were shaking with rage.

'You crazy barbarian!

No, what the hell did you do?!

Just as Deflyn had said, Ulan's mana didn't react in the slightest, which meant that it wasn't magic, but 'something' else.

Part of him wanted to disqualify Ulan on the grounds that he wasn't using magic.

But to do that, he would have had to make it a condition from the beginning that they had to use magic.

Thus, he became certain this time.

That guy wouldn't easily pass the test.

"Begin!"

The assistant supervisor's cry echoed through the examination hall.

Ulan walked confidently and grasped the spear.

Then, he lifted it with apparent ease.

"........What?"

Dirac muttered, bewildered.

Why did that sound reach him?

He hurriedly checked if the enchantment had been undone, but that wasn't the case. The magic inscriptions etched onto the spear proved that.

'Then, that means...'

Did he just lift it with sheer strength? Really?

At that moment, Dirac's eyes widened in astonishment.

Ulan hurled the spear.

Quaaaaaaang!

The steel spear tore through the air with a shrieking sound, piercing the target in a single stroke. Not stopping there, it even shattered the outer wall behind the target.

Kuwung! Kugugugu!

The force was so mighty that the entire examination hall trembled momentarily from the shockwave.

"Ul, Ulan Bator. 5 seconds."

"......."

Silence descended once more.

The examinees chatted amongst themselves.

"What the hell? Did he use magic?"

"It looks like he just lifted it with brute strength.."

"Isn't that even more impressive if it's not magic?"

In any case, he had fulfilled the requirements of the test.

And the result

Ulan scored 5 points again.

Dirac's plans crumbled once again, and his face turned bright red as if he might explode at any moment. On the other hand, Dilia, who scored only 4 points, pouted in disappointment.

'He's done something absurd.'

It was the kind of reaction one might have when greatly vexed.

Perhaps Ulan easily passed the exams, snatching away points with a method that seemed incredulous.

However, Dirac couldn't afford to take it lightly. If Ulan had approached the exams nonchalantly, who knows what kind of trouble he could have caused himself.

Having accumulated a total of 10 points...

The final test was upon them.

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