Overpowered Archmage Doesn’t Hide His Talent

Chapter 22

22 – It’s my golem…

He scanned Arya with a calm gaze. Her pale face and wobbly legs flashed into my vision.

Suddenly, she felt like a rat soaked in the rain, so she raised the corners of her mouth without realizing it. She watched her terrified for a moment in her laid-back attitude.

“What… what did you do It’s my golem… “

Arya muttered incomprehensibly.

I remember her being annoyed with me with her cocky attitude. She pondered for a moment about how much punishment should be given to her.

The warning should be clear.

At least enough to never climb again. No, not enough.

The easiest and most convenient method was, of course, fear. I chinned and the golem raised its huge fist into the sky.

If the blazing fist were to be pierced into the ground, it would be no different from a meteorite itself. Aria, who met her fist and eyes, sat down.

Arya looked back and forth between me and her golem, as if the next situation she had predicted was absolutely terrible.

“…… What are you doing, what are you trying to do Oh, isn’t it?”

I’m just silent. She doesn’t feel any pity or sympathy for her towards her.

You must feel the pain equivalent to death.

However, since Violet has cast a secondary magic on her students, she will never die.

I checked the remaining mana. After one swing of her golem’s fist, the remaining amount is almost empty, but this is enough.

Maneuvered the golem to strike Arya with her fist. Gigi Gigi Geek, the golem made a grotesque sound like scratching her chalkboard.

“Hey…. Hey! Now wait…. Wait for a sec. Hey, this is a dog! “

Arya was almost screaming.

Anyway, after the lecture, I think about how to arrange my time for the rest of the day.

“You, you, you f*cking murderer! You crazy bastard. Save me!”

I plan to train after I finish eating.

Then, teach the trivia customers, read the magic books in the library, and prepare in advance which papers to publish in this world….

“Quaaa!”

Aria’s scream breaks her thoughts. The moment when the golem’s fist was about to touch Arya’s body.

Tak, I snapped her fingers and broke the golem.

The summoned beasts, which were maneuvering with elaborate meshing, transform into mere lumps of stone and scatter in all directions.

“…… Whoops! Ugh!”

Still, Arya held her head in her hands with her eyes tightly closed. Parting her lips, she called her name.

“Aria.”

“…… ?”

Arya slowly opened her eyes. I pointed my chin at the shattered figure of the golem.

1 Second. 2 Seconds. 3 Seconds.

Arya’s face slowly turns into astonishment. I left her alone and started walking towards her stands.

The match has already been decided. Professors will definitely give me a win.

“You, you…. You! This bastard… !”

I heard Arya’s angry voice, but I ignored it.

Then, all of a sudden, the energy I felt from behind was unusual.

Cheerureuk!

Unfolded the rapid freezing scroll. Immediately, the surrounding area froze and was enveloped in a cold chill.

There wasn’t really anything to freeze around. Except for Arya, who froze in a rather comical pose.

She froze, ready to throw her red scroll at me.

It looked like he was about to throw it at me, but the color was completely different from the scroll Violet gave him.

Didn’t she already consume three scrolls in the first place? It was a scroll of unknown origin.

In her hand lifted up in the air, a scroll was halfway frozen, and the effect was activated as it slid down.

The purple liquid pouring out of the paper was relentless.

“……!”

Arya screamed through her eyes. Arya’s eyes nearly flipped over at the purple liquid that trickled down her head.

I just watch it.

‘Is it paralysis?’

The wider the area the liquid touches, the more her mana fades. It was a liquid with a paralyzing effect.

If you get treatment within the golden time, you will be rehabilitated, and if you don’t get it, you will stop magic.

She doesn’t feel any anger or pity from her towards her. It just occurred to me that she had finally figured out what was right for her level.

Meanwhile, Violet and Professor Leonard show up and grab Arya.

“Student Arya, can you hear me? Aria student.”

The professors hurriedly took action, and Arya’s barrier, which had been dyed black, was completely shattered.

At the same time, the whispers of the other students in the stands began to pour into my ears.

“Aria… ! What, what happened?”

“Are you losing? No way?”

“I don’t think it’s really a problem? That… what?!”

Arya collapsed on her floor, biting into crab foam.

“Billion… Oops… Kuk… Whoops!”

Arya was in pain as the veins all over her body turned purple. While Leonard tapped Arya’s shoulder, Violet opened the red scroll and examined it carefully.

At some point, Violet’s eyes widen.

“!”

Professor Leonard came to Violet’s side, probably thinking that it was strange for Violet to show such an attitude. Soon, his eyes widened as well.

Violet put one hand on her forehead, sighed deeply, and spoke with trembling lips.

“… Arya Fontaine is disqualified for cheating.”

She then added a word of her hastily, as if she had almost forgotten.

“Today’s lecture stops here. No, it’s over! Everyone, get out now!”

The announcement of the simple results was a true freeze. The vast training ground froze in an instant.

I quietly returned to my place.

Unlike when I entered the arena, there was no whispering while I returned to my seat.

At least Becky comes up with something.

“Hey, p, p, flan. What? What happened?”

“I won.”

“So how? Why is Aria in such a state?”

She bothered to explain how she won.

From interfering with Aria’s magic to using her scroll…. It hurts my mouth to explain the details and it’s a waste of time.

So, she only agreed to answer why Aria was called out.

“This is the scroll that I brought with me. It’s self-employed.”

“Uh… ?! So that’s cheating! Come to think of it, the scroll color was also different…. Will you be punished?”

Probably so.

I carefully retraced Violet’s words. Today’s lecture ended here, so there shouldn’t be any problem if we leave this place right away.

There is a lot to do.

I have to train, I have to read, and if I have time, I plan to think about how to remodel Trivia.

I took a step. Becky hurriedly catches up.

“Hey, Plan. Where? No…. Come with me!”

The moment I stepped out of the arena.

As if they had just woken up from hypnosis, all the students started whispering in unison.

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The fairness provided by the Faculty of Magic at Merchen Academy is limited to ‘learning’.

In other words, it is a story that there can be any number of discrimination in the space where one lives.

Of course, it is not the academy to step forward and encourage discrimination, but since the commoners cannot bring what the nobles bring, there are naturally some differences.

For example, the private building built by the Fritz family near the academy dormitory.

The ballet room, illuminated by orange lights like sunlight, is bright even at night. One girl, who could be called a craft, calmly warmed up.

The pure white ballet suit and blue hair that looks like a lake are works of art in themselves. The sculpture created by God was alive and breathing.

The title of the work is Trixie von Fritz.

She is distraught after the mock battle. This is despite the fact that she earned a good grade by winning a landslide victory.

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The reason is none other than flan.

Trixie was in an unexpected confusion because of her unidentified commoner boy.

Of course it wasn’t that he harbored feelings of admiration, it was simply because of the appearance he showed during mock battles.

Paul de Bra.

Trixie recalls the scene she saw as her first movement of putting her hands together marks the start of the ballet.

At some point, it all started when Trixie was staring at something embedded in the front of her barrier.

A crack formed in front of Trixie, who was sitting alone in the corner, and the crack spread like a spider’s web, creating a space where she could peek inside.

Thanks to her, she saw scenes that other students couldn’t see. She also remembered her.

Demi Pliers, Grand Prier.

The landscape at that time that reminds me of ballet movements using legs. Trixie involuntarily narrowed her eyebrows.

‘Overwhelmed.’

That’s the first word that comes to mind.

Arya shivered like a mouse in a dead end corner, and Flan handled her golem as if she had summoned it herself.

‘And leisure.’

Arya screamed like a soul caught in hell. The moment the golem pursuing Plan’s will strikes her fist like a thunderbolt.

Plann shattered her golem with just a snap of her fingers.

Unable to overcome her anger, Arya took out her scroll, but she was immediately overpowered by Plan. So the mock battle is over.

Tandu, Degaje, Long de Jam…. In each subsequent movement, Trixie’s legs draw a graceful curve. Her thoughts go on

‘How on earth.’

What the hell. How.

That was just Trixie’s question.

How do you get that kind of skill, how do commoners have that kind of spirit, how do newcomers get the meddling….

Pique.

Standing gracefully on tiptoe, Trixie began to piece together the lingering puzzles in her head.

At the time when Aria failed to output her mana crystals one after another, she felt a strange feeling from Plan.

Also, he was training on an advanced difficulty level at the training ground. Now that I think about it, that wasn’t the difficulty chosen by mistake.

Plan, what the hell is he doing….

“Wow!”

In an instant, Trixie sat down with her ankle bent.

I’m embarrassed. It was the first mistake I’ve made in a while.

“…… “

The shock that he made a mistake was greater than the pain. In her field of vision as she sat down, a trivia with a luxurious ribbon came into view.

“Teaching Auction.”

At the same time, she muttered involuntarily.

Plan said she favors teaching auctions.

‘… If.’

What if the reason she was able to get out of class F and become an A-class genius and do advanced training was because of the teaching auction?

All puzzles fit. Trixie used her telekinesis to put her trivia in her grasp.