Magic Continent.

Sacred Shield Empire.

Violet High School, parade square.

Today was a special day for all the students in Grade 12. They were to be accessed to see if they were magically talented that day.

"I will definitely make it!"

Karl's gaze was determined as he looked at the tightly packed crowd in the square. His fists were clenched tightly in his wide sleeves.

This was a magical world where the strong reigned supreme.

A powerful mage could easily cross mountains and seas, fly in the air, and travel great distances in an instant.

There were also the Legendary Archmages. They could incinerate the sky and boil the sea, pluck the stars and moon. They could even time travel.

They could walk the past, present, and future.

One could become a mage if he had magical talent.

It was what everyone on the magic continent wished for.

But.

It was not easy to become a mage.

In fact, it was extremely difficult.

The entire magic continent had a population of ten billion.

However, among these 10 billion people, there were less than five million people who had magical talent.

These were two disparate numbers.

So, when faced with an assessment to see if one had magical talent, everyone was extremely nervous.

If one was assessed to have magical talent, his status would be immediately elevated.

And if the assessment showed that one had no magical talent, then he would remain the same as he had been before the assessment.

Life wouldn't change much.

"I will definitely make it. I definitely have magical talent!"

Standing in the crowd, Karl kept encouraging himself.

Even if his magical talent was of the lowest grade, it was still much better than not having any.

Regardless of what happened in the future, he would at least have the ability to protect himself.

This world was not peaceful because of the existence of the Devil's Den.

From time to time, magical beasts would emerge from the Devil's Den to wreak havoc in human cities.

There were far more magical beasts than mages.

Therefore, this world was not safe.

He had seen too many ordinary humans die after being bitten by magical beasts.

Their blood splattered everywhere.

He did not want to get eaten by magical beasts.

He wanted to be able to protect himself in this dangerous world.

At least he wouldn't be killed by just any random magical beast.

"Karl, I'm sure you'll be fine. After all, your parents are mages. The descendants of mages are very likely to be magically talented."

A young man who stood next to Karl consoled him.

This man was Adrien. Karl was closest to him in the class.

"Is that so…"

At the mention of his parents, Karl's eyes grew dark and he appeared sad.

His parents were both mages, but they had died in the Devil's Den a long time ago.

Therefore, this was also the second reason why Karl was really eager to become a mage.

Revenge!

His parents had been killed by magical beasts. As their son, how could he not take revenge?

"Hehe, the parents may be mages but the son will not necessarily have magical talent."

Someone in front of them overheard their conversation and turned around to mock him.

This person's name was Rimon.

He had a long-standing feud with Karl and always went against him.

Before Karl could say anything, Adrien spoke up. He looked at Rimon coldly. "If you want to get beaten up on this special day, I don't mind doing it."

Rimon scowled, but he did not say anything. With a disdainful snort, he turned around.

Karl flashed Adrien a look of gratitude.

Rimon came from an influential family.

After his feud with Rimon, he was still able to continue attending school at Violet High School.

It was all thanks to Adrien.

Then, Karl looked ahead and raised his head slightly.

The center of the parade square was right ahead.

There was a tall platform there.

All the Grade 12 students of Violet High School stood around the platform.

The school's higher-ups sat on stools.

An area beside the platform had been specially prepared for these important guests.

On the platform stood a three-meter tall magic monument.

The student whose name was called climbed up the stairs under the platform and placed his palm on the magic monument.

If there was a reaction from the magic monument, it meant that this person had magical talent.

"Class 11 students have all been tested. Next up is Class 12."

When Karl looked at the magic monument.

A man's voice called out just as Karl looked toward the magic monument.

His name was Kakarot. He was a teacher and also a three-star mage.

He was in charge of the magical talent assessment.

Karl tensed up when he heard Kakarot's voice.

Class 12 was Karl's class.

It was time for his fate to be decided!

"Alice Evans, come up and be assessed."

Kakarot spoke again.

A girl with golden hair and a ponytail walked out of the crowd.

She walked up the stairs and put her hand on the magic monument.

A long time passed and still there was no reaction from the magic monument.

"No magical talent. Next, Rock Williams."

Hearing the announcement, Alice's face turned pale and tears rolled down her face.

She got off the platform despondently.

Then, a boy walked up.

"No magical talent. Next…"

"Next…"

Kakarot called up more than a dozen people in a row, but none of them had any magical talent.

Seeing this, Karl frowned slightly.

The situation was not looking good.

"Next, Rimon Smith."

As everyone looked on, Rimon walked onto the platform and placed his hand on the magic monument.

The next moment.

The three-meter-tall magic monument suddenly turned red, as if it had been burned by fire.

A wave of heat spread out from the magic monument.

It engulfed the entire square.

However, the heat wave soon disappeared.

"Rimon Smith, superior fire magical talent!"

Kakarot announced after he looked at the magic monument.

Upon hearing this announcement, the Violet High School parade square instantly erupted in commotion.

Many people looked up at Rimon, who was still on the platform, enviously.

On this continent.

There were a total of ten types of magic.

Wind, water, fire, earth, wood, ice, lightning, darkness, light, and death.

Fire magic was an extremely powerful offensive magic.

It was second only to lightning!

Besides, the fire magical talent that Rimon had was superior!

Magical talents were also divided into grades.

The lowest grade was low grade. Next was medium grade, followed by superior grade. After that came transcendent grade and lastly, elite grade.

Since the assessment ceremony began, there had been less than ten students with superior magical talent.

In a situation where magical talent was so rare, the appearance of one would naturally cause a commotion among the students.

"Silence!"

On the platform, Kakarot's imposing gaze swept over the crowd.

A faint oppressive force emanated from his body and shrouded the heads of every student.

The huge parade square became silent.

Seeing that the parade square had once again become quiet, Kakarrotto withdrew his oppressive force and continued, "Next, Karl Soro!"

When Karl heard Kakarot shouting his name, he walked out of the crowd.

Rimon walked down from the platform.

At that moment, he inclined his head and looked at Karl mockingly.

Karl did not look at him and brushed past him.

He took a deep breath and placed his hand on the magic monument.

One second.

Two seconds.

Ten seconds…

The magic monument did not respond. Karl's eyelids slowly closed.

"Karl Soro. No magical talent. Next…"