In the next two days, Ian enjoyed his leisure time and also took the time to review the newly acquired spells.
During this period, he wanted to sneak into the noble residential area; unfortunately, there was a barrier preventing direct teleportation, and he didn't want to bother flying over and back again.
Finally, the day for Magic Knights's group entrance exam arrived. All the contestants gathered in the arena and were waiting.
A few minutes later, nine people walked in and sat on the seats with the flags and emblems of their respective knights hanging above their heads.
Ian took a deep look at each group leader, and finally his eyes rested on a beautiful woman with long silver hair.
"She should be the leader of Acier·Hill, Silver Eagle Squad. She is so beautiful. I will definitely go to Self to introduce her if I have a chance."
Then, he looked around and saw some birds hovering above some people's heads.
However, there was not one around him and a few others.
Because of this, many people, including the group leaders on the stage, began to notice him.
After observing for a while, Ian analyzed the situation.
"These birds will stay on people with low magic power, so they avoid me. However, as a commoner, it is very rare to show magic power comparable to that of a noble child. That's why everyone pays so much attention to me."
After figuring this out, he no longer cared. He was slowly adapting to the fact that he was an anomaly, and it was estimated that there would be more things to prove this in the future.
After everyone calmed down and understood the intentions of these birds, a group leader in red stood up.
A green ball of light hovered near his mouth, and then he spoke, and his voice echoed throughout the arena.
"I am Delaion Fanmilio, the examiner of this exam. Now, the exam officially begins."
His loud voice scares away the anti-birds, causing them to fly away from the contestants.
Later, many other mages came in from the side entrance of the stadium and distributed brooms to all the contestants.
Ian looked at the broom in his hand for a while, then jumped on it; he injected perfect magic power and made the broom fly.
"Is this a magic item? I want to know how it is made."
Because he controlled the broom to fly extremely fast, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Ian doesn't know that because he owns Four-Leaf Grimoire, his reputation has already spread to Royal Capital.
Therefore, many people are paying attention to him. At this time, he is fully focused on the analysis broom.
"It seems that this broom has wind properties. As long as a little magic is injected into it, it can make the mage fly. As long as I have the right materials, I can easily make many such brooms."
Ian also passed the next four tests with excellent results.
The first test was to use magic to destroy the wall. He just flicked his fingers, and a magic bullet blew the wall into pieces.
The second item involved hitting a target with magic power, which was a test of magic control. He passed easily.
Then there was the magic creation test, which required using magic to create something. Ian used Flame Magic to recreate the entire arena and all the contestants and team leaders, once again demonstrating his ability.
Many people praised him full of praise, but a few of them looked at him with disgust.
The next test was to inject magic power into the seeds to make them grow. Ian instantly created a tree over 20 meters tall, while the second place in his group was only 5 meters tall.
This isn't even his limit.
The final test is an actual battle, and contestants are free to choose their opponents.
Ian looked at all the contestants and focused on the person whose performance was second only to him.
"Julius Novacrono, the user of Time Magic. I have never been so eager to obtain a magic."
This 15-year-old boy was originally one of the targets he planned to infiltrate.
However, when he got close to the other person, he suddenly felt a strong warning, telling him to stay away from this person at all costs.
Although he was confused, he decided to follow his intuition and did not sneak in.
Regarding Time Magic, he was really at a loss. During those six months of training, he also tried to obtain this magic.
However, every time he is close to success, something always goes wrong, like when he tried to create the Creation quality transformation magic.
Therefore, he speculated that certain magic would either take a lot of time to learn, or one would have to find the person who possessed it and read their Grimoire.
While Ian was deep in thought, a young man who looked extremely arrogant walked up to him and shouted:
"You, that commoner who got Four-Leaf Grimoire through bad luck. I want to challenge you. In the name of the Lunette Family, I will let you see the gap between nobles and commoners."
Ian looked at him and said lightly, "Okay, let me see what you are capable of."
He flew to the center of the duel field, ready to start fighting. Both of their Grimoire were suspended in front of each other.
When the leader of Delaion announced the start of the battle, Ferey Lunet took the lead in launching the attack.
"Iron is created into magic: Sky Blade Rainstorm!" he roared. Countless shining swords appeared in the air, and the number shocked the audience.
Then, they roared towards Ian.
"Knowledge Magic: Thunder Fire Explosive Bomb."
A red fireball the size of a basketball appeared in Lin An's palm, with blue thunder and lightning flashing around it.
"Composite magic?" This thought came to the minds of all the group leaders watching this battle.
They knew that the owner of Four-Leaf Grimoire could use magic with all attributes, but being able to combine them was another matter.
The sphere of flames and thunder exploded, instantly Annihilation all the incoming swords.
The shock wave generated by the explosion also knocked his opponent away, and Ian easily won the battle.
As for Feyre, he was fine except for some flesh injuries.
Subsequently, other contestants also chose their opponents to fight. After this process was completed, the selection process came.
All contestants stand up and raise their hands if a team leader wants to recruit them into the team.
Some people will have more than one group leader raise their hands, and then it will be their turn to vote against them.
Finally, it's Ian's turn.
The strange thing is that when he stood up, no one raised their hands. No captain wanted him to join their knights.
Ian frowned and looked at the selected people, and immediately understood what was going on.
"No commoner has ever been able to become a Magic Knight. Now, I have Four-Leaf Grimoire, and my strength has crushed most of my peers. These nobles don't want me to become a Magic Knight at all."
He looked at the group leader's table and found that from the body language, only Acier·Hill wa seemed to want to raise his hand.
However, she seemed to be hesitating.
"I'm sorry, young mage. Because I became the leader at a young age, I have been under tremendous pressure from the aristocracy. If I were not a member of the Imperial Family, I might not be able to sit in this position. Just wait a few more years, and I will invite you to join my team." Acier thought to himself.
Seeing that no one wanted him, Ian frowned for a while, then pointed at one of the group leaders and said:
"You, Marty Tarte, the weakest leader, do you dare to accept my challenge?"
"What did you say?" asked the leader of Purple Orca Squad.
"I think you heard it. Among all the group leaders, your magic power is the least. The magic power of the second to last one is 1.8 times yours. So, it is not wrong for me to say that you are the weakest."
"Civilian, recognize your identity!" Marty stood up and roared.
"Let's do this. If I win, I will take your position as group leader. Of course, if you are afraid, you can refuse my challenge."
"Okay, since you are so eager to seek death, I will be happy to help you."
"Marty, it's obvious that he is trying to provoke you," another group leader said.
His words made Marty stop, but Ian would not let this opportunity go so easily.
"Don't listen to that penultimate one," he added, "I daresay he privately looks down on you."
Marty had veins popping out on his forehead, and he jumped directly from the stands and landed on the arena.
"You brat, I will never show mercy to you."
"Whatever you want," Ian replied, then activated his Grimoire.
"Knowledge Magic: Soul binding contract."
A scroll appeared between the two.
"I don't believe you nobles will keep your promise. So, this is a magic contract that contains the conditions for our battle. Sign it first, and then we start."
Marty read the contents of the scroll and signed his name with magic power.
The scroll then rolled up and turned into two rays of light: one shot into Ian's body, and the other shot into Marty's body.
Afterwards, the two got into a stance and prepared to fight.
All civilians who realized the reason why Ian was rejected became excited.
At the same time, while the noble leaders were worried, they could not help but marvel at the versatility of Knowledge Magic.