Chapter 24 – Ranch’s Strange Function

Chapter 24 Ranchi’s Strange Function

“Very well.”

Ferat’s face contained no joy or anger, but the veins on his forehead still throbbed twice.

He nodded.

Although Ferat didn’t know if this teenager really didn’t know the heights of heaven, or if he was deliberately provoking him.

But it didn’t matter.

Just vaporize him first.

High in the air, the examiner Ferrat slowly opened his palm, every bit of movement of his fingertips like rules that could not be questioned or changed.

At once, his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, and around him, a powerful magical force was gathering in preparation for a grand magical ceremony.

Accompanied by Ferat’s lips gently opening and closing, reciting a string of complex and obscure incantations aloud, the air around him began to steeply heat up, permeated with a violent aura of flame magic.

An invisible wave of magic power swept across the entire grassland, whistling and rolling up huge waves of air.

In this moment, the tips of the green grass beneath him all began to glow with withered yellow and scorched smoke, seemingly tipped over by Ferrat’s hot magical power.

Even if he couldn’t use magic cards, the spells Ferat himself had mastered were enough to easily kill the two men in seconds.

However.

It wasn’t a wise move to belittle an enemy weaker than yourself.

Ferat knew that.

The only thing that could turn the tide in a low-level fight against a high-level one was the “special mechanism”.

For example, if you have a high amount of anti-injury and other kill points, it is easy for even the high level to overturn the car.

Before Ferrat came, no matter what intelligence resources he used, he couldn’t find out that Ranchi had any actual combat records.

It was as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

This, coupled with the fact that Ranch’s thought process tended to be a bit unusual, made Ferat wary.

That was why he wasn’t willing to take the initiative to attack Ranch at first, a large part of the reason being precisely the fear of triggering a special mechanic magic card such as Counter Wound.

It would be best if he could dissuade him through words.

But since this kid was determined to stir up the water, there were plenty of ways to deal with him.

For example, leaving this teenager called Ranchi with a nice death experience, letting him die slowly and painfully in the flame searing.

Also Ferat was pretty sure that this duchess had a temperament that would rather die than give in.

In this world of artificial shadows where killing wouldn’t kill you, there would be plenty of time to unilaterally take care of her later after burning Ranch, an uncertainty.

Far away on the grassland ground.

Feeling the approaching dangerous burning aura, facing Ferat who finally struck, Huberian’s eyes flickered as if she had discovered something.

“Ferat should have just been guarding against the fact that you’re an Anti-Injury System, but we won’t be able to resist his third-rank magic for long!”

Huberian quickly whispered.

She realized that the spell Ferat was chanting right now was not a fifth-order killing ranged spell.

Rather, it was a third-order sustained ranged spell that didn’t do as much damage!
“Don’t worry, I told you I’m a functionally specialized white magician.”

Between Ranch’s words, a magic card deck had appeared in his hand.

He already had a countermeasure when Ferat started chanting the spell.

This spell card, which was made by borrowing the principles of the Magic World Toxin taught by Talia, would finally come in handy.

……

In the conference room.

Even most of the teachers hardly felt that there was much suspense in the ending of this exam.

But at this moment were still paying incomparable attention to the battle.

“Is this Ranchi guy finally going to make a move?”

The teachers had actually long been curious about what kind of role Ranchi could show.

White magicians, who only gained functional recognition due to the fact that healing magic accounted for more than 70% of their spell structure, tended to be specialization healing type mages.

The remaining handful of spellcasting slots would provide various types of assistance to the team.

If one’s spell structure is Specialized Functional, one will often not be judged as a White Wizard at the time of Career Determination, but rather will be judged as a Functional for other assistance classes due to the percentage of one’s spells.

So the teachers only knew that Ranch carried a large number of healing-type spells.

Yet they didn’t understand what kind of school Ranch really was, and what the cardinalities other than healing spells were.

“Even if he carries spells that can carry strong control effects, he can only interrupt Ferat’s spell casting once.”

“And with his rank, it’s likely that he won’t be able to affect Ferat at all.” The teachers discussed while staring intently at the magic screen.

Often, the harder the control effect, the harder it was to exert.

For example, hard controls such as [Stun], [Freeze], etc., it was impossible for the second-ranked Ranch alone to take effect on the fifth-ranked Ferat at this point.

The only soft control that could possibly be applied to interrupt spell casting was [Silence].

However, if Ranchi can apply [Silence] to Feilat, it will be a matter of a split second, and Feilat will be able to re-cast the spell again.

The battle continued on the screen.

The teachers knew that this was probably the wave that would decide the winner.

If Ranchi and the others could get through it, then there was room for a follow-up game.

But if there was no means of response, then it was over!
“Spirit of the Inferno hidden deep in the veins of the earth, bring forth the wrath of lava…”

Just as Ferat was chanting the incantation in human ancient magic French.

The sound of the chanting came to an abrupt end.

His sight moved indifferently, only to see that Ranch was holding a magic card that emitted a dense purple color in his hand.

Apparently, Rancic was using this [Purple Rare] quality spell card to block his spell chanting.

Ferat looked cold, but his expression didn’t move in the slightest.

……

“He really is using Silence Magic.”

“It’s true that it can interrupt Ferat once, but it’s just drinking hemlock.”

The senior professors watching in the conference room sighed.

Even if it was a second-rank purple quality card that wanted to silence a fifth-rank Ferat, it would only last for a split second before automatically lifting.

And such spell cards that could inflict [Silence] often possessed a long cooldown.

Ferat would soon be able to cast the spell again.

At that time, the ending would not change!
Just when the teachers were no longer going to watch any longer.

A second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds pass!

Ferrat still couldn’t vocalize!
Even Ranch stood nonchalantly at a distance with one hand crossed, looking at the examiner Ferrat in the sky like an old cadre.

“???”

“Why can you be silent for so long?”

“What card can attach this kind of strong [Silence]? Impossible!”

Obviously just a purple rare 2nd rank spell card, even if it was against the heavens, it would be impossible to control the 5th rank state Ferat like this!
At this moment, it wasn’t just the shocked Ferrat on the screen.

Even the teachers in the conference room, who were watching in the background, had finally realized the gravity of the matter.

“I*!!!”

Accompanied by cries of alarm.

The teachers finally saw that the terminal backstage had successfully identified and displayed the attributes of the card Ranch had just used!
On the image projected by the magic screen.

“Uh-uh!!!”

Ferrat tried to question Ranchi, but could only make a strange noise.

He understood at this very moment.

The reason he couldn’t continue chanting his spells was because of the strange spell card Ranch had just used to interrupt his spell casting!

It wasn’t fucking [Silence] at all.

It’s – [Silence]!
Friendly communication.

[Category: Spell Cards]

[Grade: Purple Rare]

[Class: 2]

Effect: Lightly injure the enemy’s throat with poison magic, inflicting a “Speechless” state: making his throat as painful as a knife scrape, and preventing him from making a sound. Cooldown: 15 seconds.

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(End of chapter)



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