February 5, Nevis City, Spellcasting License Exam Center.
Roland went through several rounds of examinations there, passing every written test in one go. Then, under an examiner's supervision, he personally cast several designated spells using mana.
The moment he successfully completed the required casting, everyone in the room applauded.
Jog, who had accompanied him, showered him with praise. "Sir, that was absolutely perfect."
With that, Roland had also mastered Concentration Spell, Dimensional Jump, and Silver Tongue Spell.
The former spells were all level 2 spells. Roland was working to expand his repertoire.
Silver Tongue Spell was a level 3 spell, further strengthening his qualifications for a third-rank certificate.
Every spell Roland currently knew had been carefully selected.
For instance, Alter Self and Blink, which he had traveled to Rune City to qualify in some time ago, could be combined with his current Dimensional Jump and predictive divination methods to build his combat capabilities.
Silver Tongue Spell allowed its user to speak various languages. It was similar to Tongues, but placed greater emphasis on spoken communication.
This was preparation for his trip to the Lainer Kingdom.
Concentration Spell, meanwhile, was a typical buff that improved concentration checks during study and spellcasting.
"Now that I have fourth-rank magical power, casting these is no longer much of a challenge."
Hearing the praise, Roland smiled faintly without saying much more.
"That's all because the Dream Spell you invented really works for rank advancement. Other people can reproduce that method too. That's precisely what the reforms in Arcana have emphasized."
Jog's admiration was sincere.
"Exactly. Mages in the past valued knowledge too, but it was mostly personal knowledge. Their power belonged to them alone, and they contributed little to society as a whole.
"Back then, the first spells most mages learned were things like Fireball