159 Ranting About Their Low Quality Magic
As I watched the fights one after the other, I couldn’t help but be a little disappointed in the abilities they were showing as they fought with Instructor Jasmine. Basic fireballs and their equivalents with the other elements. Only a few used some higher forms of magic. Like barriers and magic spear type attacks.
Other than that, there was not much else worth to speak of. I could even tell that Jasmine was a little disappointed in the magic aptitude of those applying for the mage course. The face she was making and how her eyebrow kept twitching when people kept using the same spells over and over was eating at her. At least, I think anyway. She may just have an eye twitch problem. I can’t really be one to judge.
Night fell once more, and my little group and I camped out together. The matches were much slower this time because there were more people trying out for the mage course than the knight course. The knight course was mainly for those who lacked magic abilities, but that did not mean all of them were bad at magic. Many applied for both courses to try to become a magic knight, the most prestigious kind of knight one can become. This was also my goal. If you combine it with a nobility title, it will help quite a bit when doing the things I wish to do. Right now, whether I liked it or not, the status of nobility was a major plus for me, as Adel said before.
The next morning when I woke up, it was the same thing all the way until noon time: more people slinging fireballs and taking almost the full five seconds to cast the spell. One thing I did not understand was why most of these testees were all proud of their magic accomplishments. It seemed strange to me, but maybe I should not be basing what is normal on my own abilities? But still, to be proud for casting multiple fireballs in a row at an instructor who is yawning at you and thinking you did amazing seems a little off.
“Faith, if you keep furrowing your brow like that, it will freeze in place, and then you will look that much uglier.” Adel’s voice came from my side. I turned to look at the princess with the teasing smile plastered on her face and pursed my lips.
“It’s not my fault. Look at this! How are they so proud for casting a single fireball!?” I guess my words were a bit too loud because I got quite a few stares after I said this.
“Faith, you can’t compare your abilities to normal people.” Adel replied with a chuckle.
“But even my sister in law Rachel could cast a fireball at five years old. And she is a commoner! These kids are nobles, yet they are so proud of a simple fireball. Did they even train before coming here!?” I know I should keep my mouth shut, but when it comes to magic, I can’t help but get angry. The current me is like the anime finatics who would fight tooth and nail when it came to their favorite waifu.
Once I start, I can’t stop until I make my point completely. I remember a few times when I was talking to Jen about novels in my past life. I would be so into what I was saying that I would not even realize that Jen had walked away and end up standing there by myself talking to the ghost in front of me while people walked by looking at me strangely. At times like that, I couldn’t help but pout.
This was why when I met Runa, I thought I met a kindred spirit. She was a magic freak just like me, and this really made the two of us click. Sadly Jen was never into reading much. Only once and a great while would she come to find a book that would keep her attention. But that was it. ρꪖꪕᦔꪖꪕꪫꪣꫀꪶ
Other than that, she was more interested in socializing and boys. Now that I think about it, why was she even friends with a weirdo like me? Sigh… I still miss those days….
“Next! Princess Adellia!” Instructor Jasmine yelled out. I looked up to see her now smiling. I guess she was looking forward to this fight. I was also looking forward to it, to see this cosmic magic for myself.
“Good luck Adel!” I said with a smile. I hoped that she would do well.
“Mmm… I will do my best. So watch me, Faith!” Adel said with a fist pump before walking forward. The look of determination on her face showed how serious she was about this test.
Adel stood on the stage. Her white dress armor fluttered in the wind. To be honest, she struck a gallant image as she stood there with her back as straight as a board and her hands resting in front of her in a noble lady like manner.
“Princess… I have been wanting to see your specialty magic for a long time. Sadly I could only ever hear about it through people who were allowed to enter the palace. So please do put on a good display for me.” Instructor Jasmine had a small smile on her face and a glint of excitement in her eyes. I guess I was right about her being happy about facing Adel.
“Instructor Jasmine, I will do my best to satisfy your curiosity. But I also have a small vendetta with you. I mean…. You called out my Faith like she was some kind of monster. This is a no no.” Ummm… Adel… you have a crazy smile on your face and a mean look in your eye. Please do not try to kill anyone!
“Oh, are you talking about my warning to Baroness Cyrilia.? Well, it was because my father told me too. Otherwise, I would love to see what she is capable of. Please do not take offense to it as I did not mean harm by it.” I guess Instructor Jasmine is not such a bad person. She seems more humble than I had originally thought. Even her apology held sencerty to it. Although even after she apologized, Adel still looks angry.
Oh well whatever happens between those two has nothing to do with me…. I hope….