Chapter 72

Sylvia manifested a magic circle; the mana it contained slowly took its form as the entire class watched her in thrill and excitement.

She was a potential candidate to be the next Archmage, causing her fellow debutantes to anticipate what magic she’d be conjuring.

“…”

Weaving her own magic with her immense mana, she far surpassed any professor at that moment.

“Huh?”

However, Epherene, watching her right, slowly began to grow suspicious of her actions.

She could tell.

Sylvia’s magic circle was so misaligned she couldn’t help but notice it.

Whoooong!

A huge gust of wind blew up as her mana condensed and disrupted space itself, seemingly charging up for an explosion. It swept away the surrounding pavement and even caused the hems of Epherene’s robe to be sucked in.

“…”

Deculein looked at Sylvia silently while her magic repeated amplification due to its inability to manifest as a phenomenon.

Crack…

The magical sphere scorched the ground, its cohesion and contraction causing it to burn densely. At this rate, he knew it would eventually end in a catastrophic explosion.

Hence, he broke her magic circuit.

…

Her magic disintegrated as the class sank in silence, Sylvia’s failure turning them speechless.

“I failed.”

Although she should be the most affected by it, she remained indifferent. However, as she looked up at Deculein, she couldn’t stop herself from wavering a little.

“I am still lacking.”

His gaze on her felt gelid. Looking down at her, he shook his head.

Sylvia bit her lip.

“It’s unfair.”

“What is?”

“You say that I’m talented but refuse to teach me, then proceed to teach the ones who are flawed and lacking.”

Several debutantes’ shoulders shook, seemingly out of guilt.

“It doesn’t make sense. You should be watching those who excel even closer and more intently.”

‘He is my muse. It’s fortunate that I met him, considering I’m more suited to his teachings than anyone else in this tower…’

She had faith that she would grow further under him.

Deculein looked at Sylvia, who refused to avert her eyes from him in turn.