Igni: “Hey teacher, is the next test going to be here?”
“Yu~~~p, that’s righ~~~t”
Igni asked the really short woman in front of him.
Igni: “Why am I the only one in a separate exam room….?”
If he’s the only one here, he can’t get any recognition. Without recognition, how is he supposed to get popular? Fear and anxiety start filling Igni’s mind. It will still take some time before he realizes how far fetched his reasoning has become.
“That’s bec~~~ause you broke the ‘target'... Don’t you remember?”
Igni: “Well, yeah, I know I broke it but…”
But Igni was brought to the practice battle field.
In the Rolmod Wizard Academy, they are a school that teaches spells to student, and thus, they naturally teach spells appropriate for fighting monsters as part of their self-defense training. But this also includes fighting hypothetical human enemies as well.
Before him is a woman of very short stature who is a teacher at this school.
At a glance, she is about 140 cm (4’ 7”).
Even for Igni, he is almost looking down at her from his height.
[Short women are, amazing]
Igni: (I get it, Grandpa! I really get it!)
If she had more to offer on her chest, she would have been invincible.
Grandpa may disagree with me here, but I think it’s always better to have something there.
“Hehe, sometimes, only ve~~~ry rarely sometimes, there will be examinees like you every 20 or 30 yea~~~rs…”
………teacher, how old are you?
Igni almost let the words spill out, but he barely held it in.
Secret to Popularity Rule No. 8 --- “Never ask a woman her age.”
“Kids like that don’t have any other tests to take, so they have to face off with a teacher of the schoo~~~l.”
Igni: “Why is that?”
“What do you mean why? You broke a target with THAT many spells casted on it——. Of course, you’ll be considered . Giving examinees like you regular tests would be a complete waste of time, dontcha thi~~~nk?”
Igni: “I see.”
“Oh, ye~~~ah. I forgot to tell you my name. I’m Mila. “The Gateway” Mila. I’m one of the few unique [Original] Wizards. I’m responsible for 3rd Years in Class B~~~. Do you have any questions?”
Igni: “......teacher, are you an Elf?”
Mila’s ears are slightly pointier than most people.
That’s why he had to ask the question.
The only answer he could come up with was that.
Mila: “That’s ri~~~ght, I’m 254 years old this year.”
Igni: “What? That’s amazing! I thought you would be around 180 years old!”
Mila: “Oh~~~, thank you, Igni. You’re so good with wo~~~rds.”
Popularity Etiquette No. 8 -- “Never ask a woman her age. If they ask you how old you think they are, always lowball your guess.”
Mila: “Shall we?”
She claps her small hands together and laughs.
Igni: “How do we determine the winner?”
Mila: “Hm~~~, how about if you lay a hand on the o
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