A sorcerer? I am a Warhammer psyker.

"Let's give a warm round of applause to our classmate, Jianshan, for winning first place in the grade!"

When Isayama Kenmei heard the loud applause and saw the congratulatory gazes around him, he finally understood why he had been the center of attention as soon as he entered.

It turns out that Kenmei Isayama got first place in the grade in the midterm exam.

That's why the chubby kid behind him was looking at Kenmei Isayama with that "you deserve to die" look.

"My own failure is terrible, but my brother's success is even more heartbreaking."

However, this is not surprising, since Kenmei Isayama has a high intelligence attribute, so he learns everything quickly.

"I hope everyone can learn from Isayama-san. Last time, he stood here and told you that he would get into the University of Tokyo."

"This level of execution is evident to all. Isayama went from being last in the grade to first in the grade. Such a leap is extremely rare in the history of our school."

The elite school was well-mannered; no teacher questioned whether Kenmei Isayama had used improper means to obtain such results. The teachers' inherent pride made them disdain to question the students. They believed that the exam was simply too easy.

If Kenmei Isayama continues to rank first, let alone the University of Tokyo, he could be directly admitted to any of the top three QS universities by Aoyama Gakuin University, just by getting a recommendation letter from them.

Kenmei Isayama hadn't forgotten that his main purpose today was to hand over the Ministry of Education's approval to the school's board of directors, and he needed to take a few days off.

So after class, Kenmei Isayama approached Asagi Aiba alone. After all, she was his homeroom teacher and had taken such good care of him; he couldn't overstep her bounds. At the very least, he had to explain the situation.

"Ask for leave?"

Aiba Asagi was slightly stunned by what Isayama Kenmei said, and she frowned.

"Why did you ask for leave right after I praised you? Things are finally getting better, and you want to relax now?"

"No, Asagi-nee. This assessment was specially approved by the Ministry of Education. I heard that if I pass the assessment, I will be sent abroad for study on a government scholarship."

Kenmei Isayama handed the approval document that he had obtained from the Ministry of Education through the Spellcaster Association to Asagi-nee for review.

I'm afraid she doesn't know.

"Official certification from the Ministry of Education!"

"I know about the selection program for leading young talents."

Lan Yu gave him a light glare, noticing the official seal and all the necessary paperwork on the permit, confirming it was genuine.

"I was the first IT (MIT) candidate to be admitted, but shouldn't the evaluation start next March? Why is it so early this year?"

"I don't know about that."

Kenmei Isayama can't very well say that the selection process started early because of him.

"I understand the situation. You can go back now."

Aiba Asagi carefully placed the approval document that Isayama Kenmei had prepared on the file board in the folder.

Seeing that Asagi-nee didn't seem to intend to return it to him, Isayama Kenmei slightly opened his mouth as if to say something.

"I'll pass it on to the leader, you can go back now."

That was all Kenmei Isayama could do; he had to go back and wait for the school's notification.

During lunch break, Kenmei Isayama opened the door to the science lab, and Rio Futaba, the research girl, was still hiding inside.

Wearing a white lab coat, she looked at Kenmei Isayama as he entered the room and, unusually, cracked a joke.

"Oh, so the top student in the grade has come to see me, the second-place finisher who has become your defeated opponent?"

Rio Futaba and Kenmei Isayama are in the same grade. Before Kenmei Isayama made his move, she was always the top student in the grade.

But when Kenmei Isayama got serious, she was completely overwhelmed and could only come in second place.

The gap was as much as five points. Keep in mind that Rio Futaba has published several journals with particularly high impact factors, and her work has been cited tens of thousands of times. Yet, even at this terrible school, she still couldn't get a perfect score. She is truly an exceptionally outstanding student, a monster beyond the syllabus of the Aoyama Gakuin exam question-setting team.

Rio Futaba was quite happy that Kenmei Isayama was taking his studies seriously again, but as a genius girl, she was also a little unconvinced.

Isayama Kenmei, hearing her arrogant words, said with utter helplessness.

He mentioned

He held the bento box prepared by Sister Huangquan in his hand and said

"Futaba, I was lucky during this exam. I saw the last question on the test paper somewhere before, so I got a lower score."

"By the way, I came to have dinner with you."

Huang Quan always packed Isayama Kenmei's lunchboxes to the brim, making it impossible for him to eat by himself.

"You passed this time, humph."

Rio Futaba also knew that Kenmei Isayama's words were just polite formalities. Those perverted teachers could stump her with their questions, so how could she possibly be assessed within the existing framework?

Therefore, it is impossible for Kenmei Isayama to have seen the same or similar questions.

Rio Futaba stopped writing her paper, shut down her computer, and sat down next to Kenmei Isayama.

But at that moment, a new announcement came over the school's public address system.

"We now have some good news: our second-year student, Kenmei Isayama, has been selected as a key candidate for further evaluation by the International Education Department of the Ministry of Education!"

"We hope that all students can learn from Jian Shan and give full play to the spirit of Qingshan College students."

"Was this also just good luck?"

Rio Futaba, upon hearing the announcement on the radio, spoke to Kenmei Isayama.

Isayama Kenmei could only reply helplessly.

"Luck, it's all luck."

It's written

Chapter 144 The Imminent First-Level Sorcerer Mission

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"What's this."

Reflected in Rio Futaba's pupils was a five-centimeter-diameter, transparent, azure crystal in Kenmei Isayama's palm, with a wisp-like structure within it that resembled a flame constantly burning.

A hint of surprise appeared on the girl's cool face.

Although she didn't know what material this sharply defined crystal was, in her opinion, its clarity and luster were comparable to those of top-tier auction-quality crystals. At least, Rio Futaba had never seen anything of this quality on international auction house websites.

Rio Futaba's tone was somewhat flattered, rather than confident.

"For me?"

"Ah."

Kenmei Isayama's tone was quite normal. He nodded and handed the crystal in his hand to Rio Futaba.

"This is a talisman-like item that can ward off evil spirits, so don't take it off easily."

Rio Futaba can't see it and doesn't know it.

Ever since Kenmei Isayama took out this dazzling crystal, the tiny specks of dirt floating in the air nearby, which weren't even worthy of being called cursed spirits, were wiped out as if bacteria had encountered strong ultraviolet rays.

With this, at least Rio Futaba can have a sliver of protection in this world teeming with cursed spirits. Psychic energy is naturally the natural counter to cursed spirits, and since Kenmei Isayama created this coordinate system, it comes with a built-in location function.

It is invincible against cursed spirits below level three; they cannot even get within two meters of Rio Futaba before being completely exorcised. If a spirit of a level three or higher approaches within three meters, it will alert Kenmei Isayama, at which point it will use the [Eye of Time and Space] to observe and determine whether to intervene.

The story of Kenmei Isayama's older sister, Sakura Isayama, and Mei's sister demonstrates that no one knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first.

Even a first-level sorcerer cannot defy their fate. Kenmei Isayama is quite certain that Rio Futaba belongs to the majority of ordinary people who have no talent for sorcery and whose sorcery power is pitifully small.

This means that if Rio Futaba is unlucky enough to be attacked by a cursed spirit, she will have almost no chance to fight back.

Even the flesh-and-blood hounds couldn't be placed in her shadow, but Sister Huangquan was protected by her own curse power, which could counteract the corrosive and toxic effects of the flesh-and-blood hounds.

From a friend's perspective, Kenmei Isayama certainly doesn't want to see similar tragedies happen again.

Kenmei Isayama is easily angered.

However, Kenmei Isayama felt it was a pity that his good friend Rio Futaba couldn't awaken her jutsu. Otherwise, with her high scientific research talent, the jutsu she awakened would surely be those that facilitated scientific research, and she might even have been able to develop results that would overturn the entire jutsu world.

"Thank you."

Rio Futaba whispered a thank you and solemnly accepted it.

"It's nothing. By the way, Futaba."

Suddenly remembering something, Kenmei Isayama added another sentence, still feeling uneasy.

"You absolutely must not use any instruments to scan it, or perform any mechanical or molecular segmentation."

Kenmei Isayama knew that Rio Futaba had a strong desire to explore anything extraordinary.

Why does a crystal appear to be burning with flames? Even Kenmei Isayama couldn't explain the materialization of psychic energy.

Moreover, this material should not exist in any substance on Earth; a small scratch and a test will confirm this.

Rio Futaba possesses astonishing technological resources, including access to multinational laboratories and access to technological equipment worth tens or even hundreds of millions of dollars.

Although Kenmei Isayama is confident in the quality of his creations, there's no guarantee they won't remain unchanged if they're placed in negative pressure, ultravacuum, or bombarded by special particles.

It will explode.

"what?"

Kenmei Isayama's words caused Rio Futaba, who had been smiling happily with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, to widen her eyes in surprise.

I almost blurted out, "What kind of girl am I to you?"

Rio Futaba rubbed her temples.

She felt that it was always difficult to remain rational when she was next to Xianming.

Do I look like

Is she the kind of person who would carelessly squander gifts from friends?

Rio Futaba sighed and muttered to herself.

The sound was so low it was almost inaudible

"I cherish every single thing you give me."

"what?"

"It's nothing! You idiot."