NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6: chapter : 6 Entrance exam
I was completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. And the worst part of it all was that the entrance exam had finally arrived.
I sighed deeply, trying to calm myself down.
The NOVA Hero Academy loomed before me, imposing. It was an educational institution so vast that it surpassed many military bases in size.
Like a theater gives rise to a well-planned play where the main cast grows as they work
"Too much"
There was an incredible crowd, perhaps larger than when I applied for the entrance exam. Hundreds, maybe thousands, or even more.
I stood in the middle of that sea of people, watching each one of them, even though I knew that many would not pass the test.
I felt a slight pity for them, but the excitement quickly faded.
Suddenly, a voice boomed over the loudspeaker:
"Attention! The entrance exam will begin now! Candidates, please proceed to the group assigned in your application!"
I dug into my pockets and pulled out the form. It clearly stated that I was assigned to group A, which was oddly enough the same group Amelia Hart was in.
I felt an intense stare on the back of my neck, but I decided to ignore it. I didn't want to deal with that capricious "little princess"; I still held some grudge against her.
The auditorium was large, with enough room to accommodate over a hundred people without a problem...
"Hey, student! What are you still doing standing? Take a seat, the exam is about to start."
"Ah, yes. Sorry!"
I hurriedly kissed a seat and settled in as quickly as possible.
–"I'll begin the written test."– At the same time, shortly after I sat down, a deep voice broke into the room announcing the start of the test.
Soon, only the sound of pencils filled the room. I could see out of the corner of my eye how the examiner looked around the room.
Soon, the only sound that filled the auditorium was that of pencils on paper. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see how the examiner looked around the room, attentive to every detail.
"Number 34, disqualified!"
"Number 81, you're out!"
So, one after another, the candidates were disqualified and thrown out for cheating. The use of external skills or objects during the test was prohibited, but of course, only if you were caught. That's why, every year, many took the risk and tried to cheat with excessive confidence in their skills, but in the end they all failed, but fortunately for me, the questions were not very different from the ones I knew.
***
"How are the students this year?"
"Pretty much the same as last year. There are always a few bold ones who think they can get away with it, that they won't get caught. Sometimes I wonder if they actually realize how ridiculous that sounds."
They have no idea that their every move is being monitored. The academy facilities are designed as a sensor system that detects even the slightest movement. In order to get past this, they would have to be at least a C-rank classification.
And even if, in a remote chance, someone did manage to do so, they would still have to face the vigilant department head, a true S-rank hero. The truth is, no matter how hard they try, they have a very difficult road ahead of them.
"To put it simply, it is impossible to cheat on this exam."
"Number 49, disqualified!"
"Number 14, disqualified!"
"Number 70, disqualified!"
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No one can escape her gaze, sharp and experienced eyes that seem to pick up on even the slightest movement.
"Veronica Glass," an experienced warrior and S-class heroine. Also, the sole wielder of the legendary sword, Balmung.
—"There seem to be some good candidates this year."
—Who are you interested in, Professor Glass? Maybe that boy, Erwing.
Erwing Guthrie. He was brought in directly by the dean, and although he was granted special admission for his talent in magic and swordsmanship, he turned down the offer, determined to face the challenge.
He's an idiot, but he's an idiot of the kind that I like. Besides him, there are other candidates that I'm also paying attention to.
Cynthia Snowfield, the sole survivor of the Snowfield family was one of the most powerful and prominent clans that existed. Unfortunately, they were annihilated and, over time, forgotten as their influence waned. However, it is said that at that time an unprecedented genius was born, the purest of his lineage.
Arthur Snowfield, one of the greatest magicians of our time and the closest to surpassing the SS rank, but, as if it were a game of fate, he was involved in a crusade against his wife Amanda Snowfield, the reason is still unknown, but he was killed with his wife by a twelve moons of hell, only his daughter Cynthia Snowfield survived, it is known that he was under observation by the Association, and upon discovering his amazing talent in ice magic, he was enrolled in the NOVA academy.
"I'm looking forward to seeing your performance"
Finally, her gaze stopped on a very peculiar student. He had hair as black as night, and his eyes, a melancholic blue, seemed to reflect the vicissitudes of life, as if they had seen more than they should. It was impossible not to think of a puppy abandoned in the middle of winter, lost in solitude, which awakened in her a strange and indescribable feeling.
His name... Cyan? Vesper?
***
–"The exams finish in 20 minutes."
Turning my gaze to the test, it consisted of 10 questions from magical reasoning, history, and runic language. To pass, you only need to answer 4 out of 10 correctly to get a total of 40/100 and pass the exam.
Vaya?
As I watched him exhaust the answer paper, the examiner couldn't help but sigh. I was also surprised. In front of me, the answers were starting to fit together, the complex formulas were arranged like a puzzle, everything fitting together perfectly and providing a clear answer. Of course, not all the questions were like that, only the reasoning and language ones. Still, in the end, my total score would be 60/100, which meant I would pass. As for the history ones, to be honest, although I knew the content of the original work well, the details were so small that I skipped them.
I managed to correctly answer more than half of the questions.
–"Stop writing and put your pencils on your desk! Time is up," said the examiner firmly.
"Answers will be checked and results posted directly on the notice board. Anyone who has not achieved the minimum score already knows their way out."
"Troublemakers will not be tolerated. Any attempt to disturb the order will result in immediate expulsion. Anyone who violates this rule will be banned for life from all facilities and will not be allowed to sit future exams."