“Very good.”

Ferrat's face betrayed no emotion, but the veins on his forehead twitched twice.

He nodded.

Ferrat couldn't tell if this young man was truly ignorant of the immensity of the task, or deliberately provoking him.

But it didn't matter.

He could simply vaporize him.

The proctor, Ferrat, high in the sky, slowly opened his palm, each minute movement of his fingertips like an unquestionable and immutable rule.

Instantly, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and around him, a powerful magical force was gathering, preparing to welcome a grand magical ritual.

As Ferrat's lips gently parted, he loudly recited a string of complex and obscure incantations, the surrounding air began to suddenly heat up, filled with the violent aura of fire magic.

A wave of invisible magical energy swept across the entire grassland, whistling and stirring up huge gusts of air.

In this brief moment, the tips of the green grass beneath him began to turn yellow and smoky, seemingly overturned by Ferrat's high-temperature magic.

Even without the use of magic cards, the spells Ferrat himself possessed were enough to easily kill the two of them.

However.

Underestimating an enemy weaker than oneself was not a wise move.

Ferrat knew this well.

For a low-level to defeat a high-level opponent, the only chance of a comeback lay in a "special mechanism."

For example, a high amount of reflected damage could lead to an instant kill, and even high-level opponents could easily fail.

Before Ferrat arrived, no matter what intelligence resources he used, he couldn't find any record of Lan Qi in actual combat.

He was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

Coupled with the fact that Lan Qi's thinking was often a little unconventional, Ferrat couldn't help but feel wary.

So, his initial reluctance to actively attack Lan Qi was largely due to his fear of triggering a special mechanism magic card like reflected damage.

It would be best if he could persuade him to retreat with words.

But since this kid was determined to stir things up, there were plenty of ways to deal with him.

For example, giving this young man named Lan Qi a good death experience, letting him slowly and painfully die in the burning flames.

In addition, Ferrat was also sure that this Duchess would rather die than surrender.

In this artificial shadow world where killing wouldn't result in death, after burning Lan Qi, this variable, to death, there would be plenty of time to deal with her unilaterally.

On the distant grassland.

Feeling the approaching dangerous and scorching aura, facing Ferrat who had finally made his move, Hiberia's eyes flickered, as if she had discovered something.

"Ferrat was probably wary of you being a reflection-damage type, but we can't withstand his Tier 3 magic for long!"

Hiberia quickly whispered.

She discovered that the spell Ferrat was chanting now was not a Tier 5 damage-dealing area-of-effect spell.

But rather, a Tier 3 continuous area-of-effect spell with less damage!

"Don't worry, I told you I'm a function-specialized white magician."

In the midst of Lan Qi's words, a magic card had already appeared in his hand.

He already had a countermeasure when Ferrat began chanting.

This spell card, created using the principles of the demonic poison taught by Talia, could finally be put to use.

…

In the conference room.

Even though most of the teachers hardly felt that the outcome of this exam was in much doubt.

At this moment, they were still paying close attention to the battle situation.

"Is that guy named Lan Qi finally going to make his move?"

The teachers had long been curious about what role Lan Qi could play.

White magicians, who are only certified if their magical structure consists of more than 70% healing magic, are often specialized healing-type mages.

The remaining few spell slots provide various forms of support to the team.

If one's magical structure is function-specialized, they are often not recognized as a white magician during job certification, but are instead classified as other support-type roles due to the ratio of their spells.

So, the teachers only knew that Lan Qi was carrying a large number of healing spells.

But they didn't understand what kind of style Lan Qi was, and what the slots other than healing spells were.

"Even if he has a spell with a strong control effect, he can only interrupt Ferrat's casting once."

"And with his tier, it's likely that he can't affect Ferrat at all."

The teachers watched the magic screen intently, discussing.

Often, the harder the control effect, the more difficult it is to apply.

For example, hard crowd control like [Stun] and [Freeze], are simply impossible for the Tier 2 Lan Qi to inflict on the Tier 5 Ferrat at this time.

The only soft crowd control that could possibly be applied to interrupt the casting was [Silence].

But the [Silence] that Lan Qi could inflict on Ferrat would only last for a moment, and Ferrat could simply recast the spell.

The battle continued on the screen.

The teachers all knew that this was likely to be the wave that determined the outcome.

If Lan Qi and the others could get through it, there would still be room for subsequent gambits.

But if they had no countermeasures, then it would end here!

"Spirits of flame hidden deep within the earth veins, please bring the fury of the lava..."

Just as Ferrat was chanting the incantation in ancient human magic language.

The chanting voice stopped abruptly.

He moved his gaze indifferently, only to see Lan Qi holding a magic card emitting a purple halo in his hand.

Clearly, Lan Qi had used this [Purple Rare] quality spell card to interrupt his incantation.

Ferrat's expression was cold, but he did not show any emotion.

…

"He really used a silence spell."

"It can indeed interrupt Ferrat once, but this is just a stopgap measure."

A senior professor watching in the conference room sighed.

Even if it was a Tier 2 purple quality card, even if it defied the heavens, it would not be possible to control Ferrat, who was at Tier 5, in this way!

And this kind of spell card that can inflict [Silence] often has a long cooldown time.

Ferrat would soon be able to cast the spell again.

At that time, the outcome would not change in any way!

Just as the teachers were about to give up watching.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds passed!

Ferrat still couldn't speak!

Even Lan Qi stood in the distance with his hands on his hips, looking at the proctor Ferrat in the sky like an old cadre.

"???"

"Why can he be silenced for so long?"

"What card can inflict such a strong [Silence]? Impossible!"

It was clearly just a purple rare Tier 2 spell card, even if it went against the heavens, it couldn't control Ferrat at Tier 5 like this!

At this moment, not only was Ferrat's expression shocked on the screen.

Even the teachers in the conference room, watching in the background, finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

"What the—!!"

Accompanied by an exclamation.

The teachers finally saw that the terminal background had successfully identified and displayed the attributes of the card that Lan Qi had just used!

On the screen projected by the magic screen.

"Ugh!!"

Ferrat wanted to question Lan Qi, but could only make strange noises.

He understood at this moment.

The reason why he couldn't continue chanting was because of the strange spell card that Lan Qi had used to interrupt his casting!

It wasn't [Silence] at all.

But—[Mute]!

[Friendly Exchange]

[Category: Spell Card]

[Grade: Purple Rare]

[Tier: 2]

[Effect: Lightly damages the enemy's throat with poison magic, inflicting a "Mute" state: Causes the throat to be as painfully scratched as if by a knife, unable to speak. Cooldown time 15 seconds.]

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