Originally, this Erthria Magic Academy was built by renovating the Royal Library, which had fallen into disuse due to its age.

　Carefully observing the walls made of rock colored like the scales of a white dragon, one can see that it was actually made up of three libraries that were added to each other.

　The inside of the building was lavishly made of|dark matter (dark matter) and was so sturdy that it would not break even if magic were to break out of control.

(......) It's as good as the world's leading Earthlear magic academy. The level of the facility is extremely high. (It's only because it's said to be the highest in the country)

　This was Hall B, which was in the opposite direction from the venue where Abel and the others were taking the practical test.

　Inside Hall B, there was a girl who looked bored and let out a sigh while her reddish-red hair was dominating the room.
　
　Her name is Eliza.
　Eliza, who had both outstanding ability and good looks, had already become the target of attention from the other candidates.

''That's him, right? The guy who defended that commoner.

I don't like it. What kind of a nobleman are you, anyway?

I've never seen a family crest. You're a country bumpkin. It's a country bumpkin.

　What has been flickering in Eliza's ears from earlier is a barrage of unprovoked slander from the other candidates.

(Though the quality of the examiners doesn't seem to be the best in the country.)

　There's no need to deal with people who have no ability to do anything but talk behind your back.
　In Eliza's estimation, probably less than half of the people who can pass this B venue will be able to pass it.

　It's no use worrying about the yapping of those people who have no chance of being involved in the future, let alone if they are future schoolmate candidates.

''Well, next, number 86, forward.

Yes, sir.

　When her number is called, Eliza stands up straighter and stands up.

'Name please,'

　The content of the practical test is the same in Venue A and Venue B. The only difference is that in this one, the instructors look at the students in the order of their numbers.
　The only difference was that in this one, the instructor looked at the candidates in the order of the test number.
　

'Examination number 86. I'm Eliza. Nice to meet you.

　The audience buzzed.
　Akane dripping hair, fine pure white skin.

　And the extremely neat appearance with the burning eyes like freshly polished rubies.

　Above all, that beautiful bow.
　
　She had mistakenly thought she was being ridiculed, but in reality, she was not.

　Everyone was gripped by her well-formed appearance and behavior, feeling the beauty of the old aristocracy.

　And the examiner was no exception.
　Even though her gender was female, for a moment her beauty almost took my breath away.



...... Is this your first time?

Yeah, yeah. Please begin, Ms. Eliza.

　After getting the instructor's permission, Eliza held up her magic tool.
　The color of that magic tool was the same red as her eyes.　

''Flame Row Blade (Flame Edge)!

　At that moment, the air trembled.
　I altered the pre-constructed magic syntax on the spur of the moment because I decided that it would allow me to do more damage in a more targeted way.

　Whack!

　Eliza's constructed "Flame Line Blade" stabs towards the target.

　
''Shh, I can't believe it. ......!　Wounded by dark matter?

　The examiners who had witnessed Eliza's magic were astonished.
　The examiners who were in the surrounding area also sensed the difference in their abilities at a glance and seemed to be completely surrendered.

(...... Oh. It's boring. To be surprised by this level of magic is really only a low-level person.)

　Eliza let out a sigh, but then she noticed one strange feeling.

　At the back of the hall, at a distance of more than 20 meters from Eliza, one faculty member changed his blood color and came running.

--Body enhancement magic activation, hearing enhancement.

　Eliza, wondering what was going on, decided to listen on the spot.
　

''Fedea-sensei. It's an emergency!　Anyway, it's hard work!　Please come quickly!

　The white-robed instructor called out to the young instructor, who was, for all intents and purposes, a sorcerer in charge of this exam.
　

(Hmm. That pompous instructor, his name is Fedea, isn't it? (I mean, what do you mean by emergency?)
　

When Fedea instructed him to speak crisply and precisely and concisely, the young teacher laughed bitterly, as if it was hard to say.

''Well, you see, the dark matter target was smashed to smithereens by the ...... amber-eyed candidate.

----?

　Eliza couldn't believe her ears.
　But as she listened to more details, she also doubted her own head and common sense.

　Apparently, the boy hadn't had enough of destroying his target to pieces and had turned the surrounding grassland into a burning field.

　
''What's the name of that examinee?　What nobleman?



That's ....... Apparently it's not a nobleman ...... that is, it's from Langobalt territory. His name is .......

　When Eliza hears the name of the boy in question, her heart swells with anticipation and excitement.

　Abel.

　The teacher replied in a very small voice, indeed.

　Why on earth?
　How could a boy with an 'inferiority complex' called 'zero aptitude for all attributes' be able to construct a magic that would surprise the people around him?
　
　From then on, Elisa begins to develop a strong rivalry with a boy named Abel.