After leaving the cafeteria and passing some corridors on the way to ground no.9, they suddenly encountered Tigger and his girlfriend, Kerolin. She was not in class A-3 but class A-1.

However, they were not alone; in front of them were four senior boys—the same ones who Zevien and Dan thrashed.

“Please go away; we are getting late for Touma-sir’s class,” Kerolin spoke with a frown as she held Tigger’s hand tightly.

Right at that moment, Zevien laughed and spoke from behind, “eh, are those our dear seniors? What are they doing?”

Hearing him, the four seniors looked at the corridor on their left side, their faces changing.

Clicking his tongue, Jacky turned around and left, “fucking bad day today.”

Tigger and Kerolin were surprised and turned to Zevien and the group.

“Hahaha, it looks like Zev’s slaps were not enough,” Dan laughed.

“Or maybe because of his slaps and that nut-bursting kick, they wanted to target someone else to alleviate their frustration?” Erica said with a snort.

“You are right, Erica,” Zevien said with a faint smile, “next time, I will let you sit on his lap.”

Erica rolled her eyes while Tigger asked with doubt, “you had a conflict with them?”

“Yep,” Vernisia nodded and chuckled before saying, “they must have gone to the infirmary and healed their puffed-up cheeks and other small injuries, so you didn’t see that before.”

The six of them started walking toward the ground while talking.

“Well, you might have won against them physically but be careful from now on since they have been to their respective magic labyrinth 12 times as they are 2nd-year students; their magic power should be very high,” Tigger said with a nod.

“Well, who was the one who said that magic power is not the basis of everything in combat?” Zevien said with a playful smile.

Tigger’s face turned a bit red, but he handled it quickly, “cough…I mean, the difference is kind of huge. We can only access our magic labyrinth every month, and we have just awakened it while they have gone inside twelve times. That’s a big gap.”

“Argh, I want to reach 5th class magician fast to enter the magic labyrinth in a shorter period and stay longer,” Dan said as he threw some punches in the air.

“Well, there is indeed a prodigy in this academy who is close to reaching 5th class magician despite just entering 3rd year,” Kerolin said with a wry smile.

“Oh? Did his magic power reach the 500 mark? But even after that, he will have to pass the 5th-grade trial to get a 5th-class magician certificate,” Erica said as she raised her eyebrows.

“Isn’t the trial just about defeating a 5th-grade magic beast?” Dan questioned with a nonchalant expression.

“Indeed. However, the trial has the best 5th-grade magic beast possible, so it’s kinda hard. Their powers are overall higher than you, but you must still beat it with your wits and spells,” Kerolin said while nodding.

She then looked at Tigger and released his hand from hers, “I have to go to ground no.8 from here. See you after two hours when our day at the academy ends.”

Tigger nodded with a coy smile, “I have reserved our spots at Martin’s Magic Potion lab. He will craft the potion, Conundrum of Peace.”

Hearing that, Kerolin’s eyes lit up, and she hugged Tigger out of excitement before asking, “how did you manage to get two spots?”

Vernisia and others were also surprised because Martin was a famous young magician proficient in potion-making in the city. He was thirty-two years old and a 3rd class magician possessing superb talent in crafting magic potions. It’s hard to reserve spots when he opens a crafting display of one of the potions.

‘Oh, how hard it is for him?’ Zevien smiled internally, ‘after all, Martin will marry Tigger’s sister in a month or two, I think.’

Thinking of something, Zevien suddenly feigned surprise and spoke, “that’s impressive Tigger. It almost feels like Tigger has some kind of connection with Martin.”

Hearing that, Tigger awkwardly smiled and scratched the back of his head instinctively as he whispered after glancing around for a second, “actually…ahem. Martin is going to be my brother-in-law.”

“Woah, seriously?” Dan was startled before he laughed and smacked Tigger’s shoulder, “damn, that’s great news.”

Everyone was surprised and congratulated Tigger.

Afterward, Kerolin left while Zevien and others continued walking toward the ground.

Forty-five minutes had already passed since Zevien, Vernisia, Erica, and Dan had spent more time in the cafeteria.

While asking Tigger about his sister’s wedding, they eventually arrived at the ground after walking for five minutes.

Once the one-hour break was over, Touma-sir arrived on the ground.

“If all of you had your fill and sufficient break, then we will directly move to the small competition I spoke about,” Touma said with a smile as he waved his hand and the ring on his right index finger briefly glowed.

*thuk…**thuk…**thuk…**thuk…*

Twenty full-body armors with a thick black elastic material and blue patterns appeared on the ground. The chest part of the armor had a digital screen with a powerful magic film.

“Wear these training magic armors.”

Everyone knew about these armors and wore them swiftly. These training magic armors display 100 points in the chest area. When spells hit them, instead of hurting them, the armor absorbs the damage and calculates the damage that spell would have done to their body or mind, and convert it into points before deducting that amount from 100 points.

After everyone wore the training magic armors, Touma took out another thing from his storage ring.

It was a black glass with twenty sticks inside.

“Pick a stick from the glass. Those with matching numbers carved on the stick will fight each other. So ten out of you twenty will be eliminated in the first round,” Touma said with a grin, “come on, take one each of you.”

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