Chapter 47

Despite being in the same group by chance, the two never stopped glaring at each other. Nevertheless, they sat together.

Sylvia muttered. “Arrogant Epherene.”

“… What?”

It was an interesting sight, but I turned my gaze and focused on the class again.

There were still two hours left.

“We will now distribute the crystal balls. Allen?”

“Yes.”

Allen placed a silk bag of crystal balls on the table. I made them hover using Psychokinesis and levitated them to each group.

The difficulty of magical disasters was different for each crystal. Some were difficult, and some were relatively easy.

I distributed them based on the total scores of each group’s midterm exams.

Naturally, Sylvia and Epherene’s group got the most difficult one.

After giving them out, the wizards began chatting about the crystals.

“Focus.” That one word organized the mess. All the 150 debutants regained their concentration.

“I will now talk about the act of observing the world.” I looked into their eyes as I spoke, an unconscious authority enveloping my voice.

“You probably see the world as nothing but a phenomenon.”

Just as a scientist looked at the world from a scientific perspective, it was only natural for a wizard to look at it from a magical point of view. Reaching that stage required a process of maturity and proficiency, however.

Engineering undergraduates, for example, couldn’t see the world scientifically. They lacked the ability to do so, but above all else, they weren’t used to it.

One had to be at least a Ph.D. to understand a bit of it.

The same applied to wizards.

Just by looking at the debutantes, I could already guess they didn’t magically analyze the world’s phenomena.

“The world I see is different from the world you see.”

That wasn’t a lie. I wasn’t bragging or being pretentious.

The world looked different to me.

The power to see abstractions, phenomena, ideas, concepts, etc.

[Vision].

That attribute progressed just as my magical knowledge grew.