Did the villainous professor survive today?

"Spell splicing?"

The senior's eyes were filled with great doubt.

Did I mishear him, or did he say something wrong?

Spell splicing?

Isn't this the standard for evaluating outstanding graduates? Why are these freshmen looking so excited to try this kind of thing?

"Excuse me, are you sure it's a combination of spells?"

"Yes, yes," Allen nodded, truthfully recounting the story.

"This is the homework that Mr. Klenk assigned to us."

"Operation?"

The senior was shocked again. He didn't know if Krenk had gone mad or if the world had gone mad. This kind of standard, which the academy produces very few outstanding talents every year, was casually assigned as homework.

"Can I come along and take a look?"

The senior student asked curiously, wanting to know if Professor Krenk had taught some special methods in class that could be used to cheat.

After all, he was the youngest chief professor in history, and he believed that the other party would not assign such homework for no reason.

Moreover, what concerned him even more was that the assessment standard for the intermediate mage qualification certificate was to use spell splicing.

The reason why the qualification is tested on spell splicing is because spell splicing requires sufficient magical space.

This is a strict standard for archmages, leaving no room for cheating or trickery.

"Okay, but senior, won't the teacher scold you for leaving your post like this?"

"fine."

The senior waved his hand, seemingly unconcerned.

Anyway, he came here for academic credits.

If I can actually get my hands on some useful information and then quickly obtain the intermediate-level mage qualification certificate before the Magic Tower Council reacts, even if I get a severe scolding from my teacher, it will definitely be worth the price of admission.

The senior followed Allen and the other two into the training ground.

A few freshmen were already standing in front of the specially made puppets in the training ground, trying to construct the three-dimensional magic circle that Krenk had taught them.

But it's clear that this operation is quite difficult for them.

These students usually practice using only one magic array, so being able to control two with both hands simultaneously is considered exceptional.

Now they have to control six arrays simultaneously, and these arrays influence each other. If they are not careful, the slightest mistake will have far-reaching consequences, and the entire three-dimensional magic array will collapse.

A freshman who had failed in his attempt to construct a three-dimensional magic circle wiped the sweat from his brow:

"Why is it so difficult? I thought it would be a piece of cake for Professor Krenk!"

"You know that's Mr. Krenk!"

Another freshman complained angrily.

Watching what was happening beside him, Agura also tried to conjure a cube-shaped magic circle in his hand, just like everyone else.

After constructing a square magic circle, Agra began to try to construct more faces.

However, Agra discovered that once construction began in another direction, the arcane runes on the surface of the magic circle would start to fluctuate violently.

Phenomena such as attraction, repulsion, and collision, which would not normally appear in a two-dimensional magic circle, suddenly appeared one after another as if after a spring rain.

As a burning pain, like an electric current, shot through his palm, Agura couldn't help but stop constructing the three-dimensional magic circle.

Agura was not discouraged, but instead stroked his chin:

"Allen, it seems things aren't as simple as we thought. It might not be possible to build it successfully in a short time."

Then, as he turned around, he saw a cube-shaped magic circle floating in Allen's hand.

Immediately afterwards, Allen imitated Krenk, turning the magic circle in his hand into a bubble and throwing it at the training doll in front of him.

The water bubbles splashed onto the doll's body, but unlike what Krenk had demonstrated, they did not ignite into a bright flame.

The surface of the doll only had a faint, almost imperceptible glow rising up, which was immediately absorbed by the water layer attached to the doll. Only the wisps of white steam rising up proved that he had indeed used the spell to piece it together.

Agura: "?"

No, buddy, you did it in one go?

"Um, sorry," Allen said awkwardly, scratching his head and chuckling, as if trying to hide his embarrassment.

"It's too difficult to make a hexahedron like Professor Krenk, so I took a shortcut and only made a tetrahedron, but the result wasn't very good."

Agurah: "..."

I already found it extremely difficult to construct just two surfaces, how did you manage to create four in one go?

He finally understood why Allen, at only 16 years old, could be specially recruited by the academy.

Meanwhile, Catherine wore a smug expression, as if to say, "See? This is the person my family has chosen!"

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh!"

Upon witnessing this scene, a senior student nearby made a fuss.

He rushed to the doll, his eyes burning as he caressed its damp surface, as if it were a young girl's skin rather than damp wood:

"It's true, it's real, this really is a combination of spells."

Then, his gaze turned to Allen.

"By the way, Allen, was this operation of using a three-dimensional magic circle and then employing spells to connect them something Professor Krenk mentioned in class just now? Has no one else heard of it besides you?"

The senior student approached Allen in a deep, muffled voice.

"Uh, senior, I think so," Allen said, feeling a little intimidated by his senior's intense gaze. He felt like a lamb in a sheepfold being targeted by a wolf.

"Professor Krenk said that this is a new theory that no one in the magical world has ever touched upon."

"Are you sure these are Professor Krenk's exact words?" The senior's expression suddenly brightened again.

"Yes."

As Allen nodded, he subconsciously took a step back.

The next moment, a black aura suddenly rose from behind the senior, and his facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

"That's great, that's really great!"

The senior student's Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a sinister "hoho" laugh with a ferocious expression.

"Alright, alright, Allen, thank you for your answer, but excuse me, I have to go for a moment."

The senior student flashed a bright, sunny smile, his mouth almost stretching to his ears.

"I'm going now!"

The senior student sprinted forward as if he had grown wings.

Now, he wants to use his position of power to open a private training room for himself.

He must learn the three-dimensional magic circle before this matter gets out, then go to the Magic Tower Council to take the intermediate magic master qualification exam, and then go back to show off his prowess in front of everyone.

Otherwise, it will be too late. Once this gets out, the exam standards might have to change.

No, it's not a matter of chance, it's definitely going to change.

Time is of the essence now; every second is extremely crucial!

He ran wildly, and suddenly, a figure appeared at the corner.

"Watch out! Student!"

The figure appeared to the side in an instant, and he reached out to grab the running senior.

"headmaster?"

The senior's pupils dilated slightly.

"Yes, it's me."

Abraham nodded. He had heard that a large number of new students had flocked to the training base after taking Professor Krenk's class, so he was curious to see what was going on.

He asked enthusiastically:

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Is there anything I can do to help?"