An Incompetent Magician? Like, I will let that happen!

Specials: I (Updated)

The Strength of those who sit at the Top

The Eyes of the World POV

There are instances in the life of a magician where they will stumble upon a hidden wall. Many refer to it as the limit of humans, in other words, the extent of your potential. However, in the course of time and history, a few humans have broken these so-called limits. Some evolved into another creature, some felt the presence of gods that made them demi-gods, some had breakthroughs, and some simply have been forced to be uncommon.

While one can rule out that the humans that have evolved, discarded their humanity for the sake of overcoming this hidden wall. Although there are different circumstances, each and single one of them had something in common.

They were in the face of imminent risk.

And one of those select few is Cecilia Merue...

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Reeling back in the present, after the final clash of Inerva and Cecilia resulting to the point of total change in environment at the grass plains. Everything was buried like a frozen chamber.

Absolute Zero.

The usage of high-rank spells affected the environment immediately and widely. As the fluctuation of excess mana scattered around the campus, it became crazily cold and transformed to an even bigger scale.

Inerva clad herself with the little mana she could muster as Cecilia with not a hint of mana covering her body, she perfectly stood still amidst the raging hailstorm. With every passing second, her figure remained unchanged. It was by no means a hailstorm that anyone can just persist. Still, Cecilia did not bother casting a spell, instead she closed both of her stiffen hands and forcefully extended it as far as it reaches the outskirts of Tempest. In one swept of her hands, the hailstorm quickly dissipated and became a gust of unnaturally cold breeze.

She instantly noticed another presence currently inside the campus. Nevertheless, her eyes fixated at the figure of Inerva Vonne. Peering at the crystal she is buried upon, Cecilia's fingertips slowly touch its outer edge.

Before anything could unfold, a pair of beansprouts hurriedly call towards the distant figure of Sheila Neru. Disturbing one's meal as the prey looked back with intense bloodlust aura, Kan and Shinra completely froze on their spot. Merue's right hand draw out large amounts of mana before aiming it directly at the 1st years. Both of them already knew that this is no time to be standing still. However, the only thing that can describe the feeling they were experiencing at this very moment.

That amidst the absolute, the word inevitable is ever present.

"Arcane Strike." Chains of different elements clawed forward aiming at the 1st years.

It was immediately blocked by the Principal and Head Librarian who came at the scene although they only changed its trajectory upwards in the sky.

Ensuring the 1st years safety, "Cecilia Merue, I have come to accept your conditions." Principal Cainne stepped forward hoping to gain Cecilia's attention.

For a moment all the intense bloodlust suddenly dissipated. "Conditions? Ah, about that I don't care anymore." She quickly shrugged off Cainne's remark.

"What do you mean by that?"

"As I've said just forget about the conditions, unless... You have something else?" Erasing off her magnifying aura as she put on a sly expression.