Magic Spirits were rarely nervous in battle, but outside of battle... it was truly hard to put into words.
It was as if all their courage had been invested in battle alone.
But on second thought, that was only natural.
After all, in a Magister's understanding, Magic Spirits were born to fight.
And Magic Spirits born in response to their Magister's expectations naturally did not fear battle.
As the examinees gradually filled the classroom, a professor carrying a stack of test papers walked in.
Saint Marian Academy's entrance examination had only two stages.
One was a written test. The other was an interview.
And in truth, the only part that the examinees themselves could control was the written test.
As for the interview, it was entirely different from a traditional interview. Scores were not determined by eloquence, mental fortitude, or anything of the sort.
The professors would interview the examinees in their own ways before giving their evaluations.
There were no ratings such as good or excellent for the interview—only pass or fail.
Only those who passed both the written test and the interview could enter the final selection stage.
The academy would admit the corresponding number of examinees according to their rankings.
As soon as the professor entered the classroom, the examinees immediately fell silent.
He first swept his gaze around the room, then said, "It is now eight twenty-five. There are five minutes until the written test begins. During those five minutes, I will distribute the papers to each of you. Before the bell rings, you may only fill in your name and examination number. Once the examination begins, you will have three hours to answer the questions. The examination ends at eleven thirty. During that time, if anyone needs to use the restroom, raise your hand."