When Mia raised her hand and said she was ready to submit, the not-so-young examiner had no idea what he was about to face.
Looking at Mia, so small, quiet, and studious-looking, he figured she had to be a good student.
Surely the spell she submitted would be something proper and standard, with a little creativity, a normal effect, and sound logic—something he could check over quickly and approve without a problem.
After all, she was a genius who had published a paper in Nature. She had to be a proper, orthodox spellcaster.
As for asking for a corpse as her material, what was wrong with using a corpse? Wasn't the Necromancy School a perfectly respectable school? Wasn't the Spore Society a perfectly respectable society?
That little incident with Ram had been nothing more than a minor hiccup.
And with this respectable candidate, Mia, he would prove his professionalism all over again. As an examiner, he was absolutely qualified.
"Go ahead and get back to work."
"Sorry for the trouble, seniors."
The examiner saw the members of the Arbitration Committee out, then turned to Mia. "What spell are you submitting?"
"Hello, sir. I'm submitting Necrotic Flesh Augmentation, based on Guidance."
Mia spoke very politely.
The moment he heard that long name, the examiner felt a slight tightening in his chest. Maybe the Arbitration Committee had left a little too soon.
No way. Could this examination room really be that strange? Was he about to encounter two spells he couldn't understand in a single day?
Based on Guidance, to control a corpse, and augment its flesh? Could those last two things even be connected to Guidance?
He'd thought Mia would use Guidance to give the corpse some kind of enchantment. What in the world was this?
"Y-you... What exactly does this