Mana Is Swaying

What was the content of the third test?

With his hostility towards Serie gone, Dugu Qing regained his composure and returned to his junior master's side.

"Hey, Dugu Qing, I heard you drew the Hero's Sword, is that true?"

Instead of answering Dugu Qing's question, Serie inquired about the Hero's Sword.

Dugu Qing understood that the reason Serie gave him face was not because he was beautiful, but because he had drawn the Hero's Sword.

He felt an increased sense of responsibility on his shoulders, and frowned slightly.

"I'm not ready yet! If drawing the Hero's Sword is a lie, then everything will be simple."

Hearing such irresponsible words, Serie's lips curled into a slight smile, and an aura of an older sister quietly emerged, making her petite figure appear more imposing.

"What are you saying? Don't you want to be a hero anymore?"

Dugu Qing's observation of this matter was still in its early stages and had not yet been put into words, so he remained silent.

Serie took a deep breath and looked at Dugu Qing again.

Excellent! Beautiful, possessing immense magical power, and an elf at that—she's practically the perfect candidate for Level One Mage.

"You've passed! Go back now!"

Dugu Qing was slightly surprised; he hadn't expected the third test to be so easy, and his impression of Serie improved considerably.

He turned and left, telling Frieren and Fern the news that Frieren had passed the test.

"It has to be you again, Dugu Qing." Fern cupped his hands around his heart, looking at Dugu Qing with adoration.

"Thank you, Dugu Qing. After the test, what would you like to eat? I'll cook it for you myself."

Frieren patted Dugu Qing on the shoulder with satisfaction, her mood soaring.

"Cooking myself~"

The thought of Frieren personally cooking, setting the kitchen on fire, and creating a culinary disaster sent a chill down Dugu Qing and Fern's spine.

Frieren's cooking is not terrible when it fails.

I'm afraid that if she really gets serious and successfully makes the food, the taste... ugh, it's unimaginable how awful it would be...

The staff called out Fern's name.

Fern swallowed her urge to complain, opened the door, and walked into the Flower Hall.

A petite and slender figure, bare-legged, with a graceful figure, blonde hair flowing over her shoulders, stood tall and elegant.

The magic emanating from him was pure and elegant, surging and boundless like a vast ocean, brimming with vitality, so intense it was almost solidified, soaring into the sky and blotting out the sun.

Fern was overwhelmed by the sheer amount of information he saw, and was momentarily stunned.

Serie looked at Fern with disappointment, thinking to herself,

"What?! They just stood there frozen when they saw my magic, no different from the other examinees."

Fern snapped out of his shock, regained his composure, and focused intently on Serie. Suddenly, he noticed the magic around her swaying and moving gently.

Serie looked into Fern's purple pupils and, in the reflection, saw her own magic flickering, which surprised her greatly.

"It's shaking, the magic is shaking."

Fern was shocked. He never expected that Serie, who possessed such immense magical power, had also been forcibly suppressing her own boundless magical power.

Just how strong is she?!

Realizing that Fern had seen her true self, Serie was overjoyed, a bright smile spreading across her face.

"Your name is Fern, right? Come be my student!"

Without hesitation, Fern refused, "No."

"I won't let you suffer any losses; I can guide you to a higher level."

Serie's long robes fluttered, passing through blooming Purple Orchids, softening her facial features, making her appear like a little queen surveying her territory.

"Does this have anything to do with the performance evaluation?"

Fern felt that these things shouldn't be said during a test or exam.

Serie gave Fern a meaningful look, putting pressure on her, "Perhaps it's related."

Fern felt the pressure and remembered what Frieren had told her before: to bravely stand up for herself and reject Serie again.

You've passed.

To resist one's own temptations is called perseverance; to withstand the pressure from the Mage of God is called courage; to see the trembling of Serie's magic is called a state of being.

Serie couldn't let a truly outstanding mage slip by, and announced that Fern had passed the test.

When Fern heard the word "qualified," it felt as if a heavy stone had shattered on his shoulder.

I've become Level One Mage, standing at the pinnacle of the human world!

It's simpler than I imagined!

All of this was due to the perfect combination of timing, location, and people, with Frieren and Dugu Qing being the most important.

If it weren't for the two of them, I'd probably still be staying at the Heiter family's house, learning magic step by step!

Thinking of Dugu Qing, Fern was in high spirits. She jogged out of the Flower Hall and told Dugu Qing and Frieren the first thing she wanted to say about becoming Level One Mage.

"The three of us are amazing! Let's have a big meal to celebrate this wonderful occasion!"

"Yay!"

The three left the lounge and headed towards the most famous buffet restaurant in the Magic City.

Flower Hall, Serie continued to meet with the candidates.

Denken, qualified.

Ubel, qualified.

Lanto, qualified.

Wirbel, qualified.

Methode, qualified.

In this Level 1 Magic Test, a total of eight mages passed and advanced to Level One Mage, a truly remarkable achievement.

Serie was in a great mood. As she walked out of the Flower Hall, she walked with a brisk pace and gave Jian Ze a good compliment.

As the sun sets, its golden rays paint the sky.

Frieren, Fern, Dugu Qing left the buffet restaurant, chatting and laughing as they passed the Magic Association and returned to the Moonlight Hotel.

Denken, accompanied by Laufen, stopped Frieren Dugu Qing, expressing their sincere gratitude.

Invite everyone to a nearby Dessert Shop for a delicious meal.

Frieren readily agreed, and the group sat under the shade of a tree in front of the Dessert Shop, enjoying various desserts as time flew by.

The following afternoon.

With nothing else to do, Frieren browsed through the various magic bookstores in Auwest, buying a large pile of thick Grimoire before happily returning to her hotel.

Dugu Qing and Fern toured the city's various famous historical sites and bought all sorts of beautiful ornaments along the way.

Inside the Moonlight Hotel, Frieren looked at the numerous trinkets and couldn't help but speak up.

"Dugu Qing, when you have time, I will teach you the magic to modify Item Spaces!"

Dugu Qing nodded.

"Okay! But right now, the magic I most want to learn is the Hair-Cleansing Magic, because my hair is so long, and washing it every day is such a waste of time."

"Now that you mention it, washing your hair, brushing your teeth, taking a shower, and doing laundry definitely take up a lot of time every day. So, for tonight's Level One Mage Promotion Ceremony, let's use a spell like that!"

Frieren's eyes lit up; she had an idea.

Dugu Qing asked for a magic spell to wash her hair, and she asked for Skin-Cleansing Magic, so that she could be clean and perfect every day from now on.

After resting for a while, the group put on formal attire and headed to the Magic Association to participate in the advancement ceremony.