The opponents had barely finished talking to each other when the teacher, who was acting as the referee, gave the order.
"The duel begins."
With war imminent, Witt instantly unleashed the Blessing of Light upon his entire body, boosting his physical strength and power several times over.
Most light magic is not suitable for combat, so it is truly remarkable that Witt has been able to win so far by relying on a large number of support magic spells.
Only at the level of a mage can one use magic that can truly be used for attack.
This is also why Maggie chose to coerce and entice Ulysses to obtain the talent for dark magic.
Relying solely on the light system is far too weak.
However, the path Witt took had already surprised Maggie in previous battles. Apart from the game where she was matched with the younger of the twins and could only passively defend throughout, Witt's performance in every other game was truly impressive.
He uses various blessing, defense, and aura spells to enhance his abilities. With his precise control over magic power, each spell uses only a quarter of the original magic power. In addition, his magic power reserves far exceed those of his peers, allowing him to repeatedly defend against the opponent's attacks.
Weakening aura spells can weaken opponents, gradually exhausting them and wearing them down.
This tactic was something even Maggie hadn't envisioned, yet Vitt executed it flawlessly: enhancing himself to render the enemy's magic nearly ineffective, then weakening the opponent to even out the gap between magical attack power and mana. The rest...
All that's left is hand-to-hand combat.
That's right, the reason why Witt always leaves the arena in such a sorry state is that if the Light Arrow fails to take his opponent out of the arena, he will resort to the most primitive method of fighting until his opponent can no longer bear the humiliation and bows his head in defeat.
So playing against him is not only tedious, but also very agonizing.
at least......
Maggie glanced at Burvin beside her. His face clearly showed disapproval. The chief mage, who admired the aesthetics of violence, did not like Witt's fighting style.
No one considered that Vittor's current fighting style stemmed from his inability to use effective offensive methods. What if, after breaking through to the level of a mage, with his current skills...?
They might become a monster among their peers.
No, it's not just a possibility, it's 100% certain.
Maggie thinks highly of Wieter, except for this one game, of course.
It wasn't out of selfishness, but because she knew what Laurie held in her hands and genuinely didn't believe Witt could win, so she chose not to intervene.
The bonus from an elemental spirit is something that ordinary mages can't even imagine.
If Witt can defeat Laurie, who is empowered by the 'magician', then Maggie will truly admire him from the bottom of her heart.
She wasn't incapable of swallowing her pride and having a match with Laurie; after all, regardless of whether he won or lost, the match was going to have to be played.
Maggie had made this decision a long time ago.
Of course, part of it is also because of Susie; if Witt loses the match due to external reasons, she will definitely be upset.
Such a lively and energetic girl should not be shrouded in the filth and darkness behind the scenes, nor should her childhood sweetheart.
"I admit that he is very powerful as a light mage to make it to the finals, but such torturous methods are really not suitable for a mage with a sense of justice."
"Furthermore, not all light magic of the dust and star-level is incapable of combat. There are still some light combat magics remaining inside the Green Shade Tower."
Bowen shook his head in strong disagreement, making the comment that Maggie had expected.
"But that's only a minority. Not many magicians have the opportunity to enter the Green Tower and learn those rare and obscure spells."
Maggie remained noncommittal.
Even so, one should do everything in one's power and dedicate one's entire life to pursuing the path of magic.
Burwin was also a genius, a prodigy who grew up in the Green Tower and was heavily brainwashed by those sages. Maggie chatted with him for a bit, but had no interest in arguing with him.
For children from poor families, learning knowledge is already incredibly difficult, let alone learning magic in a world with magic.
Given Victor's background, meeting Susie was a stroke of luck.
"Perhaps you are right, but for ordinary people, just surviving takes all their strength."
Maggie didn't want to argue; the nobles' ideas were deeply ingrained and the possibility of changing them was extremely slim. But for some reason, looking at Witt below, who was fighting with all his might, she still managed to say the words that had been churning on her tongue for a long time.
She regretted it a little after saying it; it wasn't really in line with her usual persona, and it seemed somewhat impulsive.
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Burwin seemed somewhat puzzled, glancing at Maggie with a confused and bewildered look, probably not quite understanding why she would say such a thing.
How could someone of noble birth make such a remark?
Gillian, upon hearing Maggie's words, shifted her gaze from the battle to Maggie, her eyes filled with a hint of inquiry.
"Her words are not those of a duke's daughter."
Gillian didn't even bother to test the waters, or perhaps she was just joking, but to Maggie, it took on a completely different meaning.
"It was only after becoming a saint and witnessing too much human suffering that she uttered such a sigh."
Maggie didn't lose her composure because of this; her gentle appearance made it impossible to discern her true emotions.
"Really? That's great."
Gillian shrugged, unsure if she believed him or not, but at least she stopped dwelling on it, which made Maggie relax a little.
The battle offstage had entered a fierce and intense phase. Beads of sweat dripped from Witt's forehead, proving that he was already somewhat exhausted, but he was still gritting his teeth and persevering.
Laurie wasn't much better off. He boasted about his family's rich heritage, the excellent magicians who had taught him since childhood, and all sorts of magic potions and elixirs, making him absolutely invincible among his peers.
I never imagined that I would be dragged down to this extent by a magician from a small academy, and that we are already close to the brink of defeat.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
The next second, a huge waterspout rose in the center of the arena, forcing Witt to retreat rapidly, away from the normal fighting distance between the two, and almost causing him to fall off the arena.
Amidst the gasps of the crowd, a pale blue mage, almost jellyfish-like in shape, appeared before Laurie and began casting a spell in her favor; the water dragon from before had been enhanced by this mage.
Laurie's face visibly turned from white to red as her magic surged back, while Victor was already at his limit.
In an instant, Witt's face turned even paler, and anyone could see that he had absolutely no chance of winning this match.
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