Water Mage in the Flame Realm

After all, I'm not a Warm Fire Mage, but a Water Magic Lord.

Without fully understanding myself, how could I truly come up with a special training plan that suits me?

But since these words came from President Beiru, although there was still some doubt in Andrew's heart, what prevailed was excitement, thrill, and anticipation.

President Beiru, after all, was the formidable force who could rival the three Earth Fire Scholars of the Magic Guild during the previous two-fire war.

The Magic Guild is the first major power in this Flame Realm.

But perhaps the strongest person in this world is Beiru!

"Moreover, during my previous business cooperation with the Warm Fire Commerce Association, President Beiru ordered all manpower, resources, and channels within the commerce association to open up completely for me." Andrew's eyes flickered slightly, "Could it be that this President Beiru—"

Charlie, the Dean, continued: "The President said, if you were to face Capella now, you'd probably get taken down in less than ten moves. Fighting from a distance and face-to-face combat are two completely different concepts. In fact, both the President and his wife agree that: Andrew, your current actual combat ability is likely the weakest among all Tier Four talents in history."

"Ah, this..." Andrew felt a bit awkward, scratching his head, "You didn't have to put it so bluntly."

"It's a fact, after all, your previous efforts and focus were hardly spent on combat training, and we all saw that."

Charlie shrugged, "However, the President also said—three days, it only takes three days, and you will become the strongest and most formidable Tier Four talent in history! Provided you can actually 'withstand' the content of the special training he arranged for you."

When Charlie said this, there was actually a bit of confusion deep in his eyes.

It seemed even he couldn't understand why the President believed Andrew could grow from the "weakest Tier Four talent in history" to the "strongest Tier Four talent in history" in just three days?

However, at the same time, when relaying the President's words, Charlie exuded a powerful sense of certainty and confidence!

This confidence came from President Beiru.

In fact, President Beiru's original words were: "That kid doesn't even know it, but he's actually a genius in combat, and... he's the same type as me, we're both 'Offensive Mages'! As long as he can withstand it, as long as he can endure it, then he will certainly become our trump card in the upcoming Royal Court negotiation competition!"

Andrew had anticipated that President Beiru had some special plans for him.

But he never expected that the other party had such high evaluations and expectations for him!

After a moment of silence, Andrew didn't let it go to his head, and instead asked softly, "Then what if I can't withstand it? What will happen? Will I... die?"

"That won't happen." Charlie shook his head, "But if you don't withstand it, the President said you and Miss Third can date as much as you want, for as long as you want, even have children, it doesn't matter. But don't even think about marriage in the future. Because you're not worthy."

After a pause, Charlie added, "Miss Third underwent similar special training back when she was not yet an adult, and she endured it."

The airship gently bumped a few times.

It seemed to encounter some extremely strong high-altitude air currents.

Ordinary air currents wouldn't cause such obvious turbulence in this combat-type magic airship.

After a brief bump, everything returned to calm.

"...I see."

Inside the airship, in the conference room, Andrew nodded, looked straight at Dean Charlie's eyes, and smiled, "Then let's begin, with my... special training."