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After that, the practical exams for Basic Magic, Elemental Magic, Psychokinesis, and Summoning Magic were held on a tight schedule.
In the practical evaluation of Basic Magic, Davian eventually demonstrated fire magic exceeding the 7-star level to Sirims, the head of the Department of Magic.
It was an incident that would make the entire academy stir.
'A first-year student has surpassed the 7-star mage level!'
Of course, Davian's mana was still at the 6-star level. He did receive help from the skill 'Festival of Fire.'
Next was the practical evaluation of Elemental Magic.
The evaluation was held in the forest behind the Medio Garden.
While many students struggled to summon an elemental or make a contract with a new one even now.
Davian quietly uttered a sentence.
"Glacie, could you come out for a moment?"
The highest-ranked elemental, a founding contributor to the Alkancia Kingdom, the Ice Elemental Glacie, appeared with a bright smile.
"Hello? Davian. Why did you call me?"
"Calling you is the final exam."
"Really? Tee hee. Is that person over there the professor, I wonder?"
Glacie pointed to where the Elemental Magic professor was standing with a surprised look.
"Yeah."
Glacie approached the Elemental Magic professor, gave various pieces of advice, and then disappeared.
The Elemental Magic professor could only listen to Glacie's advice with a dazed look.
The practical evaluations for Psychokinesis and Summoning Magic were no different from the midterm exams, only confirming Davian and Latia's overwhelming skills.
Friday.
The Royal Temporary Clinic.
It was being operated by renting out an entire large villa in a neutral area not far from the front line.
Connected to a large magic circle drawn on one side of the front line, the injured were immediately transported through the magic circle.
Main Treatment Room.
Dozens of beds were lined up in the lobby, the largest space in the villa.
Whoosh.
Blue light emanated from the mage's hand, and the soldier's broken leg bones began to reattach.
At that moment, a trainee mage rushed into the ward.
"Mage Luca! More injured soldiers are coming in now!"
"Damn it! We're too short-handed! Is there a full-scale war going on today? Why is it like this since dawn?"
"I don't know the situation on the battlefield!"
"When are the academy people coming?"
"They should arrive in the morning!"
"That's a relief."
A young female mage who was treating another soldier next to him asked.
"But aren't they just first-year students? They say they're taking some kind of exam here, won't they just be a hindrance?"
"No, Calia. The students may not be of much help, but the supervising professor who's coming with them is none other than Medium Frill."
"I don't know much about it, but is she such a great person?"
"She's young and pretty."
Calia looked at Luca with a dumbfounded expression.
"Huh?"
"She's young and pretty, and her talent and skills are better than anyone I know. The Royal Medical Center coveted her so much."
"Ah... Is that so?"
"Yeah. She was so focused on thesis research even during her internship, and as soon as her internship was over, she insisted on going to Elton Academy. I was so taken aback when I heard she was working as a nurse there. But I heard that she's now serving as a temporary professor due to Professor Raul's absence."
Even while talking, Luca finished treating one soldier and moved to the next bed to begin treatment again.
Calia, an intern mage at the Royal Medical Center, felt a strange sense of jealousy at the words of her senior mage, Luca.
She was also the best among the Royal Medical Center interns when it came to talent.
'My looks are also outstanding...'
Calia glanced at the mirror hanging on the wall of the ward in the distance and untied her black hair, which had been tied back tightly.
She roughly adjusted her bangs and part with her hands and made a satisfied expression.
'Tch. Medium, was it? I'll see how pretty she is, how outstanding she is.'
This time, a soldier from the Royal Guard entered.
"The Elton Academy people have arrived!"
Luca replied without turning his head.
"Tell them we're too busy here, so please come this way. Be sure to add that we're really sorry that we can't properly welcome them, considering they've come from far away."
"Yes!"
"Ah, do you know anything about the situation on the battlefield? Why are so many patients flooding in today?"
"There was a surprise attack by the Arond family at dawn, and I heard that it has now turned into a full-scale war."
"They're finally waging a full-scale war. Foolish people. Alright. Go and bring the academy people here quickly!"
"Yes!"
A moment later.
Tap, tap.
Led by the sound of Medium Frill's footsteps, the academy's first-year magic students and teaching assistants entered the main treatment room in droves.
Calia's head automatically turned.
'How pretty is she... Gasp!'
People are usually generous to their own appearance.
Their self-love makes them evaluate their appearance higher than it actually is.
That was the same for Calia, an intern at the Royal Medical Center.
But.
No matter how much self-love she puts in, she can't beat the woman walking in confidently wearing a white gown.
Perfectly cut golden bobbed hair.
Large eyes that seemed to be drawn.
A slender and high nose.
Even the shape of her mouth, which was smiling brightly.
Moreover, she was confidently walking in with eighty or so students wearing well-organized uniforms behind her, giving the feeling that she was even shining with a halo.
'I lost...'
Luca, who had just finished treating one soldier, approached Medium.
"Welcome. It's been a while, Medium."
"Hello, Senior Luca."
"I heard that a full-scale war started this morning. It's going to be a very busy day."
"I see."
Medium turned around and faced the students.
"Everyone."
"Yes!"
"We're starting the exam. Everyone, spread out and treat the people you can. Never touch patients that you don't think you can handle. Do your best to treat them within your capabilities. I'll be treating patients with you and evaluating you."
A stiff tone like Professor Stella of the Swordsmanship Department.
It was completely different from Medium's usual gentle way of speaking to students.
"Keep in mind. Your practical evaluation is just to rank you. It's nothing after it's over. But this is a real clinic where people injured in war come. Do your best to help the injured in any way you can."
"Yes!"
"I know that many students still can't use healing magic properly. Then go and put on bandages. Change the sheets. Fetch water. Do anything for the injured. Go!"
"Yes!"
This is a war clinic where injured people keep pouring in.
For Medium Frill, this is not just a practical evaluation site.
For healing mages, this is the front line.
The eighty or so students scattered in all directions.
Medium also turned back and immediately approached a patient on a nearby bed.
Calia was unconsciously staring blankly at Medium's appearance.
'She's cool...'
Calia shook her head violently and erased the thought she just had.
'The position makes the person. She just looks cool because she has students under her. I'm not behind in talent either! Show me your skills. Blonde beauty nurse.'
At that time.
Medium, who had already finished treating the first patient, walked towards Calia with a tap, tap.
"You. You're a Royal Medical Center intern, right?"
"Ah, yes."
"What are you standing there blankly for? Can't you see the injured?"
"Ah!"
As if she thought it was a waste of time to have a long conversation, Medium immediately approached a nearby patient again.
It was a patient whose thigh had been pierced by a spear.
When Medium held out her left hand, a blue light emanated and enveloped the patient's entire thigh.
Calia watched the scene.
'What? Shouldn't you pull out the spear, disinfect the wound, and then cast magic?'
Medium grabbed the spear stuck in her thigh with her right hand.
"Hup."
Calia unconsciously gasped.
Medium began to pull out the spear with one hand.
"Aaaargh!"
The injured soldier screamed in pain.
Calia thought she had to stop Medium.
'She's crazy! What is she doing? Pulling out the spear like that is going to cause shock or excessive bleeding!'
Swoosh.
The spear was completely pulled out.
'Huh?'
Calia couldn't help but doubt her eyes.
As if pulling out a spear stuck in straw, the hole was filled in as soon as the spear was pulled out.
The injured soldier's thigh was completely healed as if a spear had never been stuck in it.
Tap, tap.
Medium didn't look back and approached the next patient again.
Calia barely managed to resist collapsing on the spot.
'She's incredibly skilled. She's much better than Senior Mage Luca. She's... cool. She's young, pretty, and cool.'
Only then did Calia finally come to her senses and turn to take care of other injured soldiers.
The morning passed busily.
In the meantime, Luna Pueri performed the feat of completely healing a soldier who had lost his arm.
Before they knew it, lunchtime had passed, but the mages took turns grabbing a simple bread meal.
Perhaps the all-out war was prolonged, patients were still pouring in.
There were even cases where soldiers who had come once, received treatment, and left were being transported again.
Ding.
An alarm that Davian was familiar with rang in his ear.
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[Tiered Quest: Clear mini-quests in stages.]
① Prevent the assassination of Carl Byzant
② Prevent the assassination of Jenny Arond
③ Identify the assassin
④ Win the duel with the assassin
⑤ Stop the war
―Hidden rewards will be given each time a tiered mini-quest is cleared.
―If you clear all quests, you can end this unreasonable and unnecessary war.
―Your name begins to be known and your recognition within the Alkancia Kingdom rises.
―As recognition increases, the Achievement menu is unlocked and rewards are given accordingly.
―Caution: The failure penalties for each tiered quest are all different. As with rewards, you will not know until the quest is opened.
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The first tiered quest of the game 'Elton Academy' has begun.
'It'll take more than just today to do it all.'
Davian approached Medium.
"Medium, I'd like to request an interview for a moment."
"Huh? Davian? What's wrong? I'm too busy right now. Let's talk later."
"It's important. It'll only take 5 minutes. Just a moment..."
Medium looked up at Davian.
'He's not one to talk nonsense.'
A moment later.
Davian and Medium took a seat in a quiet place on one side of the reception room.
"What's wrong?"
"This war. Someone deliberately started it."
Medium asked in surprise.
"What are you talking about? Out of the blue."
"So I'm going to stop it. I need Medium's permission."
"Davian, you're going to stop this war?"
"Yes. I know that you're more sincere than anyone in taking care of the injured. But if we stop the war, there won't be any more injured people, right?"
"That's true. But how are you going to do it?"
"I have a plan. First of all, there's an assassin hiding here. I need to deal with him first and meet the heads of both families."
"There's an assassin here? Who dares to do such a thing in a temporary clinic run by the royal family?"
"The Marino Empire guys."
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