Serie's Personal Test

The clone fell to the ground, and everything settled down.

Dugu Qing's tense nerves relaxed, and a victorious smile appeared on his face.

"Here you go."

Frieren gave Dugu Qing a thumbs-up.

Dugu Qing strolled forward and pushed open the heavy stone door.

In the secret chamber behind the main hall, a purple crystal, radiating an extremely dazzling purple light, floats high in the air.

The room was surrounded by countless gold coins, making it shine with a golden light.

"Then let's end all of this!"

Dugu Qing walked up to the Water Mirror Demon, raised his hand, and released magic.

The purple crystal shattered under pressure, breaking into pieces that scattered across the ground.

The Ruined King's Tomb was officially breached; the remains of the replicas vanished, turning to ashes.

The people outside the main hall were overjoyed and breathed a sigh of relief.

We finally won!

That's great, that's really great.

Jian Ze led all the remaining candidates into the secret room and announced the end of the test.

Everyone who reaches the deepest part of the maze is considered qualified. Next, the candidates only need to pass the third test to officially become a distinguished Level One Mage.

The mountain of gold piled up in the secret chamber rightfully belongs to the Continental Magic Association.

After all, the Continental Magic Association dispatched numerous strategy teams and made considerable efforts in investigating the labyrinth.

Moreover, all the candidates were tasked with navigating the dungeon by the Magic Association for a test.

The test takers have successfully passed the test, the Magic Association has obtained the gold, and both sides have gained a lot and gotten what they wanted, making it a win-win situation.

Standing in the crowd, Frieren listened to Jian Ze speak, feeling slightly bored. In the secret room, she found another treasure chest and couldn't resist opening it.

Her upper body was swallowed by the Mimic again. She shook her legs and feet, completely unlike a legendary mage, and begged for help in a soft, sweet voice.

Seeing this, everyone smiled helplessly.

Dugu Qing and Fern quickly stepped forward and pushed Frieren forward, rescuing Frieren.

Defeating the Mimic and cleaning Frieren's hair—the two moved with fluid, seamless grace.

The group returned to their lodgings and rested for a day.

The next day, everyone received a notice to gather at the Magic Building to participate in the third magic test.

The successful trainees, including Dugu Qing, Fern, Frieren Lavina, Ailu, Kanne, Laufen, Denken, and others, arrived one after another.

"Alright, let's begin the third test."

The staff member, wearing glasses, stood guard at the door with meticulous attention.

In the council hall, the high-ranking members of the Continental Magic Association gathered to discuss the procedures for the third test.

Serie, with her flowing blonde hair, suddenly appeared, and everyone bowed in greeting.

Seated on the golden throne, Serie terminated the original third test, citing the large number of successful candidates, and announced that she would personally preside over the third test.

"This isn't the first time Lady Serie has acted capriciously, and with my strength, I'm not qualified to test Frieren. The moment I saw her, I knew she was suppressing her magic power. It was a vast amount of magic power, enough to rival even Lady Serie's."

Laiern, the Level One Mage was in charge of the third test in the past, remained calm.

Serie smiled with satisfaction. Laiern truly lived up to her reputation as the most outstanding student she had ever taught in the past century. She had seen through Frieren's thousand-year-old disguise at a glance. Her talent was exceptional!

She looked down at Jian Ze, Fa'erxiu, and Genau, who were present, and spoke meaningfully.

Has anyone else noticed?

Jian Ze was criticized by Serie because too many people passed the second level, and he stood there expressionless.

Genau remained expressionless and silent.

Fa'erxiu shook his head awkwardly, a hint of hesitation on his face.

"No, I don't quite understand what you're talking about. I witnessed Frieren's magic power firsthand at the testing venue. I didn't feel that the magic power was suppressed, nor did I notice the characteristic tremors that occur when suppressing magic power. Such tremors are something that any creature with magic power could never eliminate, and even if it were possible, it would probably take a very long time!"

Serie picked up her coffee, took a small sip, and comfortably crossed her white legs.

"Frieren dedicated her entire life to that impractical skill, all for the sake of deceiving the Demons. Demons are far more sensitive to magic than humans; without innate talent, even suppressing it for two hundred years wouldn't fool them."

"If that time were used to train other skills, one could become several times stronger; the efficiency is too low. Perhaps occasionally, such inefficient methods could create openings in the opponent's defenses, allowing one to defeat some powerful Demons. But the Demon King saw through it at a glance, until just now..."

After saying that, Serie looked at Laiern.

Laiern humbly stated that it was all just a coincidence; he had only seen a slight tremor and made some personal speculations, so he simply spoke his mind.

He was neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat; he was mature and composed, and his attitude was kind. Serie was even more satisfied with Laiern.

Unfortunately, as humans, our lifespans are ultimately too short...

"You'll probably never have the chance to fight Frieren in your lifetime! Even if you could beat her, it wouldn't matter. You really shouldn't have taken a human as your disciple!"

Serie walked down the red carpet, she casually remarked on the minor imperfections.

Laiern seemed to be deep in thought, and suddenly felt a desire to fight Frieren and leave a trace of her existence in the world.

A bright red cloak, lifted by Jian Ze's long hair, draped behind Serie.

Serie leaned against the warm, white crane cloak, departing with the air of a female warrior, her figure valiant and spirited.

The gates closed, and the world came to a standstill.

Serie walked alone down the quiet corridor, feeling slightly disappointed, not because Laiern's lifespan was nearing its end.

Rather, it's because her own magic is also "swaying," also existing, like an ordinary little girl seeking attention from the outside world, but unfortunately, no one ever notices it.

They were stunned by the overwhelming power of the ocean the moment they saw her.

Damn it, do humans have no other expression besides fear?!

Watashi was a little girl too...

As she strolled forward, Serie suddenly felt a strange, inappropriate expectation towards the students outside.

Perhaps, among the students outside— Dugu Qing, Frieren, Fern —who could possibly see her magic at work?

Thinking of being seen and noticed, Serie smiled mischievously, her legs trembling slightly with excitement, and her speed suddenly increased significantly.

"The third test consisted of an interview conducted by the Grand Mage, Serie."

In the lobby on the first floor, the staff received the notification and relayed it to everyone with expressionless faces.

With such incredible luck, candidates of varying abilities were all taken aback, and even the seasoned and composed Denken began to have doubts.

Why?!

"We finally made it through one stage after another, but the third stage is even harder than we expected."

"That's a legendary Mage of God! He must be terrifying!"

Everyone was talking at once, especially Lavina and Kanne, who hugged each other exaggeratedly, while Alexander trembled with fear.