At this moment, Morse lay on the ground, completely stunned.
He recognized this magic—an elementary spell, the Summon Thunder Technique. But he had never seen it hit this hard before. And she could cast it instantly—five bolts of lightning in an instant. In a single exchange, she had wiped all of them out. She was far too strong.
Morse was bewildered. How could such a powerful mage possibly be in the same grade as him? She had to be disguising herself, right?!
Then, that pleasant voice said helplessly, "Your son isn't dead. Leave now. I don't want to see you brain-dead idiots."
Upon hearing that, the Magic Association President looked at his son in delighted surprise, then slapped him. "You idiot! Why didn't you say anything if you weren't dead? You made me worry for nothing!"
Then he turned around and said fawningly, "I'm sorry, Storm Mage. I failed to discipline my son properly. It was my fault. Thank you for sparing him!"
He slapped Morse again. "You idiot! Hurry up and apologize to the Storm Mage!"
Morse cried, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry."
The Magic Association President gave a few awkward laughs. Under Hekate's gaze, he felt a chill run through his entire body. He quickly called to the others, had them carry all the students away, and left.
The matter quickly died down. Everyone had thought this challenger would have some skill, but he had turned out to be so pathetic.
When Ifeil learned of this, she mockingly laughed at the Mage Association with pride. She even said to Furia, "See how good my judgment is? The moment I saw Teacher Hekate, I knew I wouldn't follow the wrong person."
Furia was speechless. Who knew who had mocked Teacher Hekate as a fraud the moment she