It seems there's still something lacking.
The crater created by the blast inside the academy remains there to this day as a tourist attraction.
"As you all know, practical combat experience is essential to becoming a battle mage."
"But after my two tests, I realized that most of the students had no real combat experience and could only use simple formulaic magic."
This point is also agreed upon by many people. Even if some people are not mages at all, the importance of practical experience is self-evident.
But the Royal Academy of Magic cannot do that.
Because they dare not take risks.
Although there are many ordinary students in the academy, they may have some basic knowledge about monsters.
But the majority were still the aristocratic students.
The mages' frail bodies were mostly unable to withstand even a single attack from the demons outside the capital.
This is why the news of Aurelion killing a Wilderness Demon spread throughout the capital, leaving all the mages in the capital silent and shocked.
Although the academy has instructors to help, they can play a supervisory and protective role if practical courses are offered.
However, excessive care may actually reduce the effectiveness of practical teaching.
Conversely, if the rules are too lenient, the students' lives will be threatened.
Colleges are places of education; they cannot gamble with students' lives.
In order to protect the students, they can only focus the students' energy more on theoretical classes.
Only occasionally, during practical lessons, students are allowed to hit wooden dummy figures to test their skills.
Students who have been enrolled for longer might have some skill, but the behavior of the freshmen is no different from that of ordinary people.
Many people couldn't help but recall Viktor's actions that day.
He single-handedly challenged a group of students, standing motionless on the stage.
So Viktor was testing this?
"Therefore, I included today's test questions in the final exam content ahead of schedule."
As Viktor finished speaking, the audience members all pricked up their ears, filled with anticipation.
That's right, what many people are looking forward to is the final exam whose content has not been revealed yet.
And it seems the answer to this test will be found in Viktor's lecture.
Hene, who was backstage, was already prepared and soon displayed the prepared image of the magic stone from the podium.
A flash of light appeared, and a shadow-like screen gradually emerged, hovering in mid-air.
The scene depicts a large group of students fighting in the lush reeds.
Flames, ice, flowing water, rocks...
The students unleashed the magic they had learned with great enthusiasm, facing off against several small monsters that were testing their skills.
Some people are frustrated by failure, but quickly muster the courage to try again.
Some people succeeded, and their faces beamed with pride and a sense of accomplishment.
In one of the fleeting scenes, Duke Reeves even sees Erica, witnessing his daughter manage to defeat the ten monsters that appeared at the same time.
He felt an indescribable sense of relief and joy.
"The above photos were taken from the students' perspective during this assessment."
The scene faded away like smoke, and Victor said calmly.
Finally, someone raised a question.
He was a noble mage, his weathered face bearing the marks of countless battles and the deep wisdom of an elder.
He raised his hand, slowly stood up, and asked:
"Professor Victor, I have a question."
"According to you, how should the students' safety be addressed?"
Viktor glanced down at him and explained expressionlessly:
"As you can see, students are automatically teleported to a safe location after being fatally attacked."
The old monk nodded and sat down again.
But problems keep springing up like mushrooms after rain:
"Professor Victor, may I ask how these monsters came to be? Don't they lose their minds?"
"Professor Victor, how are these separate spaces formed?"
"Professor Victor, will this really be effective in training the students?"
"Professor Victor..."
Viktor reached out and pressed down, lowering the volume of everyone's voices.
"There are too many questions for me to answer one by one."
"I think seeing is believing, and solving it once and for all is my favorite approach."
Upon hearing this, the entire lecture hall fell silent.
Some of them were puzzled, their eyes fixed on Viktor, eager to know how he would answer their questions.
Victor spread his hands out.
"Ready?"
"Don't blink."
No one noticed that a pale blue light slowly shone from Vega's single eye.
In an instant, lush vegetation began to appear on the lecture hall, with large swathes of dense forest gathering from the ground and air towards the guests, forming a magnificent forest in an instant.
Even though it was night, the sun was high in the sky, shining warmly on everyone's faces.
Countless people still felt like they were sitting in a lecture hall, but the breeze around them and the sunlight blowing in their faces told them something else entirely.
This is a completely different place now.
Victor stood in the sunlight, like a messenger descended from the sky.
Soon, the surrounding seeds began to take root and sprout, flowers began to bloom at a visible speed, and insects peeked out from behind the weeds.
Not far away, a huge flower bud suddenly bloomed, and countless monsters with petals on their heads and vines wrapped around them leaped out.
In an instant, Victor was surrounded by tens of thousands of monsters, as if he were leading an army of monsters.
He stood like a towering general atop the treetops, offering a faint smile to the crowd:
"This is the main part of today's lecture."
"I call it a copy."
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