Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

"Very well."

Felat kept a straight face, but a vein on his forehead throbbed twice.

He nodded.

Despite not knowing whether this youngster was foolishly over-confident, or deliberately provoking him, he didn't care.

He would just evaporate him first.

Felat, the Chief Examiner hovering high in the sky, slowly opened his hand. Each subtle movement of his fingertips seemed as unalterable as a rule.

Instantly, his eyes deepened as if revealing a starry sky, a powerful magic power gathering around him, preparing for a grand magic ceremony.

Following Felat's soft mutterings of complex and obscure magic words, the surrounding air abruptly heated up, filled with the explosive aura of fire magic.

An invisible wave of magic power swept across the plain, causing massive turbulence.

Within this moment, the green tips of the grass below started to turn yellow and emit smoke, seemingly overthrown by the high temperature of Felat's magic.

Even if he could not use magic cards, the spells Felat mastered were enough to kill the two instantly.

However.

Underestimating an enemy weaker than oneself wasn't a wise move. Felat knew this.

The only way for a low-level to overturn a high-level situation was the "special mechanism".

Like high counter damage for instance; even a high-level could easily get into trouble.

Before his arrival, no matter what intelligence resources Felat used, he couldn't find any record of Lanci's combat history.

It was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Moreover, Lanci's thoughts were a bit unconventional, causing Felat to be cautious.

This was why he didn't wish to attack Lanci in the beginning, a large part of the reason was he feared triggering some special mechanism magic card causing counter damage.

If he could convince him to retreat through words, that would be better.

However, since this youngster wanted to muddy the waters, there were plenty of ways to deal with him.

For example, leaving Lanci with a memorable death experience by letting him suffer in the flames.

Felat also firmly believed that the Miss Duchess would rather die than submit.

In this artificial shadow world where no death would be the end, after burning Lanci, an unpredictable variable, there would be plenty of time afterwards to handle her alone.

On the grasslands in the distance.

Feeling the approaching dangerous aura of heat, and facing Felat who finally started to act, Hyperion's eyes flashed as if she found something.

"Felat was just being cautious, as he thought you belonged to a counter-damaging system. But we can't resist his third-order magic for long!"

Hyperion spoke quickly in a low voice.

She noticed that the spell Felat was currently chanting wasn't a fifth-order lethal area spell.

Instead, it was a lesser damage third-order continuous area spell!

"Don't worry, as I said, I am a function-specialized White Magician."

In the words of Lanci, a magic card had already appeared in his hand.

As soon as Felat started chanting, he had a countermeasure ready.

This spell card, created with the principles of the demon world toxin taught by Talia, was finally going to be of use.

...

In the conference room.

Even though most of the teachers didn't think the outcome of the exam was suspenseful.

They were paying a lot of attention at this moment.

"Finally, is this guy Lanci going to make a move?"

The teachers had been curious for a while about what abilities Lanci could show.

White magicians, due to having a spell structure that comprises over 70% healing magic, were commonly specialized in healing spells.

The remaining minor spells provided various aids to the team.

If their spell structure was function-specialized, they would not be classified as White Magicians at the time of their professional evaluation. Instead, due to the distribution of their spell skills, they would be classified as other auxiliary roles.

For these reasons, teachers only knew that Lanci carried a large number of healing spells.

They didn't understand what kind of magician Lanci was, or what kind of cards he had besides healing spells.

"Even if he has strong control spells, he could only interrupt Felat's spellcasting once."

"Moreover, due to his rank, he might not even be able to affect Felat."

The teachers discussed while firmly watching the Magic Fluorescent Screen.

The harder the control effect, the more difficult it is to cast.

For instance, hard controls such as [Dizziness] or [Freeze] would be impossible for a second-order Lanci to affect the fifth-order Firat at this point.

The only possible soft control that could be cast to interrupt the spell is [Silence].

However, the [Silence] that Lanci could cast on Firat would only last for a moment before Firat can start casting spells again.

The battle on the screen continues.

The teachers all knew that this could very well be the decisive moment.

If Lanci and his allies could cross over, they would still have room for subsequent gameplay.

But if they had nothing to counter it with, this would be the end!

"Ancient spirit of flame buried above the ley lines, please deliver the wrath of molten lava..."

Just as Firat was chanting the incantation in ancient human demon language.

The chanting stopped abruptly.

His eyes moved impassively to see Lanci, who was holding a magic card emitting a purple mist.

Obviously, Lanci had used this [Purple Rarity] quality spell card to interrupt his incantation.

Firat's expression was cold, but there was absolutely no change in it.

…

"So he really used the silence magic."

"Yes, it definitely interrupted Firat once, but it's only a drop in the bucket."

The senior professors watching in the meeting room sighed.

Even a second-order card of purple quality could only silence a fifth-order Firat for an instant before it automatically lifted.

And these spell cards that could inflict [Silence] often had a relatively long cooldown period.

Firat would be able to start casting spells again soon.

By then, the outcome would not change at all!

Just as the teachers were about to give up watching.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds passed!

Firat still cannot speak!

Even Lanci was standing in the distance, casually with a hand on his hip, looking at Chief Examiner Firat in the sky like an old cadre.

"???"

"Why can it silence for so long?"

"What card can add such a potent [Silence]? Impossible!"

It's just a purple-rare second-order spell card, even if it defies nature, it shouldn't be able to control Firat in a fifth-order state like this!

Not just Firat, who looked shocked on the screen at this time.

Even the teachers in the meeting room who were watching from the backstage finally realized the severity of the situation.

"What the f***!!"

With an exclamation.

The teachers finally saw the attributes of the card Lanci had used just now, which were successfully identified and displayed by the terminal backstage!

In the projection of the magic fluorescent screen.

"Uh uh!!"

Firat wanted to question Lanci but could only make strange noises.

He understood at this moment too.

The reason he couldn't continue chanting his spell was due to that strange spell card Lanci had used to interrupt his spell just now!

It turned out not to be [Silence] at all.

But– [Mute]!

[Friendly Communication]

[Category: Magic Card]

[Grade: Purple Rarity]

[Order: 2]

[Effect: Uses poison magic to slightly damage the enemy's throat, applying the "Mute" status: Makes their throat feel as if it's being scraped by a knife, unable to speak. Cooldown time 15 seconds.]

[Note: You have violated the user agreement, you have been permanently muted.]