Chapter 15

June 23, 2015

I have made some additions.

June 27, 2015

Numerous corrections have been made.

"Do you think you can get away with insulting Lord Brennan's Warner?"

What is this, are you a yakuza? No, you're just a punk!

Now, what should I do?

It would be easy to render these guys incapable of rising again, but if I do, my admission might be in jeopardy.

"Can you let me go? My clothes will get wrinkled."

"You bastard!"

The freckled pig raised his hand to punch me.

Maybe I'll let him hit me once.

That way, I can send them to hell without any qualms, in self-defense.

"Stop it!"

A girl tried to intervene, but the freckled pig couldn't stop his fist in time and hit my face.

To be honest, a punch without any power doesn't hurt at all, but I'll pretend it does.

"What the hell... Lady Dorothy!?"

Since Lord Brennan's Warner calls her 'Lady,' she must be of some noble birth.

"You are all surrounding just one person, isn't that unfair!"

The girl's boldness made Lord Brennan's Warner and his group flinch, and they tried to leave after bowing a few times.

"Hey, you big guy, are you going to hit this person and run away without apologizing?"

The sight of the girl glaring at the freckled pig is quite surreal.

The freckled pig glared at me and muttered, "Sorry," before leaving.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine."

The strong-willed girl called Dorothy said one word to me and then left.

What, this is supposed to be a template where the girl falls in love with me, right?

I only got hit, though...

Well, I'm not interested in flat-chested girls.

Hey, why is she glaring at me!?

Anyway, I set a time bomb on the freckled pig, so he won't be able to move properly by the time of the practical exam.

I won't let a hit go unpunished.

If you hit me, I'll hit back!

It's not a line from a TV drama, but I'll give it back tenfold!

After that, when I was about to leave the break room, I was called again.

"You're brave. Even though you got hit..."

She's a small girl with black hair and black eyes.

However, her chest is reasonably developed, and her face is cute in a Japanese way.

In this world, black hair and black eyes are not uncommon.

Since several or even dozens of Japanese people have been summoned as heroes, their descendants can also have black hair and black eyes.

"I just said what I thought. And I didn't just get hit, you know."

"Hmm, I'm Carla von Adachi. If I enter this Royal Magic Academy, I think we'll meet again, so I'll greet you, Hero (Provisional)."

A 'boku' girl has appeared!

"What's with the 'Hero (Provisional)'?"

"Well, even though he's a fool, he is a high-ranking noble, so only a Hero (Provisional) can speak to such a fool normally."

"Calling a high-ranking noble a fool, you must be a Hero (Provisional) too, right?"

"No, I don't call people fools to their face. Oh, the practical exam is starting. Can you tell me your name?"

Ah, I didn't introduce myself, did I?

"I am Christoph von Brutzelers, the second son of the Brutzelers Margrave family."

Just as I finished introducing myself, the signal for the start of the practical exam was given, and Carla said, "See you later," and ran off.

Now, I should go too.

Since the Brutzelers Margrave family is also a high-ranking noble, I'll probably be called early.

The first to be called was the flat-chested girl called Dorothy, who tried to stop the freckled pig from hitting me.

When I looked at her with the eye of psychology, I was surprised! She's a royal, the third princess.

Princess Dorothy was called to a separate room and returned a few minutes later.

The practical exam involves casting a spell or drawing a magic circle and activating it, with four examiners grading the performance.

Next to be called was the foolish son of the Brennan Duke family.

Is it okay for him to be without his lackeys?

Can he walk by himself?

While I was thinking about such things, the foolish son returned, and my name was called.

"Next is Christoph von Brutzelers."

So, after the royal and the Duke's son, it's my turn, the Margrave's son.

Why did the room buzz?

Ah, the foolish son's lackeys look pale.

That makes sense, since I hit the freckled pig. They shouldn't think the foolish son will help them.

As I walked out of the room, Princess Dorothy was staring at me, and the foolish son was glaring... I'll ignore them!

When I was led to a separate room, four examiners were sitting at the back, looking important.

"Excuse me, I am Christoph von Brutzelers."

"Christoph, please stand in the center."

The youngest-looking male examiner indicated where I should stand.

"Christoph, we will now see a spell or magic from you. You can show us anything you're good at, but if it's an attack spell, please aim it at that dummy. This room has a high-level defensive barrier, so feel free to go all out."

"Excuse me, but I don't think a high-level defensive barrier can withstand my attack spell. Is it okay?"

"Haha, are you serious? This is a barrier set by our school's expert in defensive barriers. It's fine."

His face was smiling, but his eyes weren't.

I think it's good for older people to correct young people who are going astray, but the other three seem to be just observing.

"Alright, I'll go all out."

First, I'll check with the eye of psychology to make sure no one is on the other side of the wall. I'm not responsible if the building is damaged. You told me to do it, after all.

I'll use the top-tier light attribute spell 'Sun Ray' because fire or water would be difficult to clean up.

"Sun Ray."

From my shadowed palm, magic power flowed, and a high-temperature laser, which is a concentrated beam of light, was released.

According to the records, this was a top-tier spell that the ancient hero was good at, used for single-target attacks rather than area attacks, with a power comparable to a royal-level spell. However, it is rarely used because it is difficult to construct.

Naturally, a high-level defensive barrier couldn't stop 'Sun Ray.' It broke through the barrier, melted the back wall, and created holes in three rooms, making a hole in the school building.

This incident led to an emergency change in the exam venue, and I was called to the principal's office.

"Do you have anything to say?"

"Yes, I warned that a high-level defensive barrier wouldn't withstand my attack spell, but the examiner insisted. I don't think I'm at fault."

"I see, the examiner..."

Examiners and teachers should be more thoughtful.

Judging people by their appearance can lead to serious injuries.

Consider this as part of the young examiner's education.

The principal, I assume, has black hair with white streaks and a face that exudes a sense of hard work.

He seems to be looking at the face of the woman standing behind me.

This woman was also at the exam venue, so she is probably verifying my testimony.

"Alright, the examiner was also at fault in this matter, so it will be overlooked. You may go."

As I left the principal's office, I noticed him holding his head.

That's how my entrance exam ended.