Waking from a Beautiful Dream

On the stage, after all the Wizard Seedlings whose names had been called stepped forward.

A First-Rank Wizard Apprentice stood and said, "Next, we will proceed to the final stage of the selection."

"Spellcasting."

"Next, please cast the spell you are best at."

"We will give the final scores based on that spell."

After the First-Rank Wizard Apprentice finished speaking, he stepped back slightly. Immediately afterward, two Second-Rank Wizard Apprentices carried over a box.

The box was transparent, and even Leo and the others below the stage could clearly see what was happening inside.

The First-Rank Wizard Apprentice said, "This is a Magitech Spell Box. Spells can be cast inside it and observed from a macro perspective."

"Next, following the previous rankings, you will demonstrate your most proficient spell one by one, starting from the last place and proceeding to the first."

"First, tenth place."

A Wizard Seedling with 4 points of mental energy timidly stepped forward.

His Mental Power Talent was only Level 4.

In previous years, freshmen like him would never have had the chance to enter this stage.

The spell this Wizard Seedling cast was Arcane Hand.

Afterward, the First-Rank Wizard Apprentices gave their evaluations.

"Very ordinary."

"As a spell, it cannot be considered bad. But in terms of mastery over Arcane Hand, it is far too low."

The First-Rank Wizard Apprentices' evaluations were sharp and biting.

They nearly made the already fragile freshman burst into tears.

Watching from below, Leo quietly measured the standard against his own.

This freshman's level could not actually be considered poor.

However, perhaps because Leo had seen too many powerful Wizards, he now found this level somewhat lacking.

It was roughly the same level as when Leo had first come into contact with Arcane Hand.

The Compendium Manual's learning ability was