The ใElement Compression Techniqueใ used by Ranran Bemore isnโt anything rare or extraordinary; itโs a skill that anyone can learn, though under normal circumstances, few would really think of it.
If the dorm leader Brayetta saw through her secret, that would be understandable. After all, her magical mirror was hit by one of her small dragon orbs, so she should be able to figure out a clue or two.
But Samimi just glanced at it once and immediately understood everything? How could she understand it so well? Could Samimi really be a magical prodigy?
Impossible. A magicianโs strength requires time to accumulate.
The difference between noble magicians and rogue magicians lies precisely in this: nobles awaken their magical Talent from birth and have been meditating to absorb the natural magical energy since childhood. Naturally, their cultivation is much more profound than those who awaken halfway.
Yet Samimi only recently awakened Briar Magic. Before that, she had been practicing Healing Light. Although she never missed her meditation to absorb magic power, how could her understanding of magic be so deep?
โMiss Bemore, whatโs wrong? With your offense and my defense, weโre practically invincible.โ Samimi, seeing Bemoreโs serious expression, was carefree.
โPfft.โ Bemore was a bit distracted, answering perfunctorily.
In reality, she still had hidden moves, but now she felt certain that Samimi also knew what skills she was hiding.
Only now did Bemore realize that Samimi might be the person in the world who understood her best because she had a set of auxiliary spells designed especially for her.
โSo what about me?โ Rebecca jumped out to claim credit.
โYouโre just a [Magic Charge Treasure], thatโs all,โ Samimi said with a light laugh.
Annoyed, Rebecca raised her wooden staff and tapped Samimi, but she had no strength, and it felt more like tickling.
The team atmosphere was very good, everyone happily mingling, filled with confidence for tomorrowโs duel, feeling certain of victory.
โNo matter what dirty tricks they pull, we donโt have to be afraid,โ Samimi said, delivering a final, passionate speech.
But at that moment, this meaningless motivational speech only sent Bemoreโs mood into a deep valley.
Because the Magic Academyโs greatest dirty trick was itself.
At night, Bemore returned to her room and opened her sinful notebook once more.
She picked up her pen and paused for a long time, but in the end, she wrote down Samimiโs magic attributes.
Briar Magic is a mysterious, unknown natural element with corrosive properties. It has strong defensive power but lacks offensive strength, relying entirely on small beast-nun allies for attacks.
Ancient fire! Fire!
Closing her notebook, Bemore went to the window and opened it. Using a strange white flame, she burned the notes, turning them into black smoke and ash that drifted toward the nearby Academy Castle Cluster.
This way, the intelligence she recorded could be successfully sent back to the Flame School, completing her undercover mission entirely.
But she slumped onto her bed, staring at the dark ceiling, letting out a deep sigh that seemed to drain her soul while burying her conscience even deeper.
The next day.
The moment that would decide the fate of the Moon of Darkness Hall had arrived.
Early in the morning, eight beautiful young women from the Moon of Darkness Hall sat together in the hall eating breakfast.
Todayโs breakfast was lavish; dorm leader Brayetta had pulled out every stockpile from home and cooked it all because this might be the last meal they would have together.
But White Spider and the sleeping girl Arisa ate only a few bites before they were full.
Thankfully, Wolf Girl and Niubao, two demi-humans, could eat heartily.
The remaining four normal magicians wore heavy expressions. Yesterday they were full of confidence, but now facing the duel, they could no longer smile. Their faces had turned serious.
Samimi looked at these carefree four with a heavy heart.
If they lost the battle, Niubao could at least eat with her, but what would happen to the other three dull Heretical Magician girls?
Dorm leader Brayetta had to take care of three people alone. Samimi couldnโt imagine how difficult their lives would be.
She had already experienced the exclusion and discrimination within the Continental Magic Academy. This time, she truly had indirectly caused harm to them.
It was definitely because of the evil soul of Samimi acting, just like her Briar Magic could corrode othersโ magic power, but she couldnโt allow it to further corrode her own personality.
Her joy must not be built on the suffering of others; that was her bottom line.
No, correction. Her joy must not be built on the suffering of the innocent. People she knew could be harmed a little.
In short, that was Samimiโs flexible moral bottom line.
As for Bemore, she was a different story; her heart was already painted with guilt, and breakfast tasted bland.
Everyone saw her so calm and thought she was gathering strength, but even she didnโt know what she was really thinking.
So reliable! The White-haired Witch Bemore exuded a powerful avengerโs aura!
โEveryone eat more. I wish you all fame with one battle.โ Dorm leader Brayetta said without much emotion, pouring coffee and giving blessings.
โThank you, I will definitely do my best.โ Priestess Rebecca was the most optimistic present, but her trembling little hand betrayed herโshe wasnโt so calm after all.
โWill we win?โ Wolf Girl, belly full, turned to ask Niubao.
โI donโt know,โ Niubao answered honestly.
โWe will win.โ Samimi hadnโt eaten much, testing the flavor, and keeping her stomach empty was best for fighting. She said in a low voice, โDorm leader, wait for good news from us. Sisters, letโs go.โ
With that, the four from the School of Healing stood up together, wiping their mouths with napkins as they left the Moon of Darkness Hall.
Outside, on the flat grasslands, the weather was a bit restless today; the sky was dark and overcast with thick clouds. The wind howled down, pressing the green grass low.
Samimi had a bad premonition.
As a transmigrator and guardian of the worldโs will, she felt the first real battle in this other world was coming.
All previous enemies had been one-sided skirmishes; unexpectedly, her greatest enemy was not a magical beast nor a magic demon, but magicians.
Truly laughableโthis confirmed the old Knight Kingโs words: the most terrifying thing is always the human heart.
Not far off, the Teaching Castle Complex looked like a sleeping beast, refusing the approach of all rogue magicians.
The four from the School of Healing arrived near the Teaching Castle Complex and felt a heavy deathly aura. Even with so few people, it shouldnโt be so silent, right?
But soon they understood why.
Almost all magicians from the entire Continental Magic Academy had gathered around the white brick arena. Apprentices and instructors alike waited for this battle.
Orthodox Magic VS Heretical Magic.