Chapter 101: First Day of Classes (2)
Ignoring any action inside the classroom, the teacher continued her lecture: "You must learn to perceive environmental mana; every place is different and interacts in different ways with the body. This will help you perceive danger in an area without needing to enter it, and it’s one of the most basic skills for a mage."
Turning to the group, she stared at them before saying with a contemptuous look, "Any idiot can cast a spell. Only a true mage understands what happens before magic occurs. For example, how many of you can guess what kind of spell I will cast?"
The professor extended her hand, and a small energy wave formed. The teacher held that wave for a moment to let the students feel it and try to analyze it. After a few seconds, an ice spear shot out.
"An experienced mage could have perceived that my hand had a water-type magical ripple and predicted that my movement would be related to that element. It’s very difficult to predict exactly what the spell will be, but based on experience, you can get a basic idea."
The teacher’s words caused William’s mind to have an epiphany, thinking that they had an advantage no one else had: "Angel, have you understood the essence behind that technique?".
"I’ve been updating my information with everything the teacher has said, and I must say it makes a lot of sense. During her experiment, I tried to guess, and although I deciphered that it would be of the water element, I assumed it would be a water ball. Multiple experiments would be needed to correctly find the patterns and achieve 100% accuracy in guessing, so I don’t rule out that we might be capable in the future."
Angel’s words made William very happy; he was sure he could exploit this advantage in the future.
While William discussed some actions with Angel, the noble spoke again: "Though maybe she didn’t come to study. Maybe she just came to hunt for a husband. Don’t waste your time, you dog, no one would stoop to your level."
William turned to stare at him. The veins on his forehead bulged, and his aura seemed ready to kill. "Shut up," William said, his voice still quiet but causing the noble’s hair to stand on end from the danger. The pressure was so intense that his whole body froze for a moment.
The nobles around them were oblivious to this situation, so they began to laugh, mocking William: "Who do you think you are?" "Do you even know who you’re talking to?" "No matter how you look at it, a commoner will always be a commoner." "Damn ignorants." Multiple curses sounded around him, scoffing at him.
"Don’t think you’re invincible just because you’re a Level 2 Apprentice, you arrogant fool."
"Mr. Tharn," the professor intervened, without raising an ounce of severity, "remember that the use of spells inside the classroom is forbidden, except during authorized practices. Insults, however, are not punished by the regulations. Continue, if you wish."