The Magic Academy is located in the most prosperous district of the capital, also known as the "Central District".
　When I arrived there, the grand and glittering school building was the first thing I saw.

Your exam number is 99. Please do your best.

　I walked up to the reception desk and was given a name tag with "99" written on it, which I put on my chest.

　Now, the ...... exam.
　I can't fail here and go back to the village.

　I pulled myself together and walked into the school building.


　Apparently, the entrance exam for Rosangrila Magic Academy is divided into written and practical tests.
　First, we had to take a written exam, so we were crammed into a designated classroom according to our exam numbers.


The exam lasts for ninety minutes. Give it your all!


　The examiner called out, and everyone turned their papers to the front at once.

　Now, I'm sure I can handle the ...... practical test, but I'm a little worried about the written test.

　After all, this is a world 1000 years after my previous life.
　It's not surprising that a lot of the common sense I had in my mind has collapsed.
　I mean, in the last fifteen years, I've been betrayed by every common sense I had in my mind. .......

　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this subject in the future.

　...... Yeah. I think I can manage to solve this one.
　The field of history was a bit difficult for me, but I've been studying for a while, so I think I can handle it.
　The questions are mainly from the history of the last 200 years or so.

　I wondered how the world I lived in a thousand years ago was told to me.
　I scoured the literature, but found no mention of the magical revolution of a thousand years ago.

　Was it because it was too long ago?
　No, it's only a thousand years old. It's hard to imagine.
　Thinking about this, I answered the questions without any difficulty.

　Now, on to magic.
　There's nothing to worry about here.
　In a world where magic technology is declining, this is a problem that has been reduced to the level of a student.
　In fact, when I looked through the questions, I found that they were too easy for me.

Question: Answer one part of this formula that is wrong.

　Hmm?

　What's this?
　It's not just one, it's almost all wrong. It's a bullshit magic formula.

　Do you really think you can make a spell with this?
　I did a quick calculation, and found 28 mistakes.
　It would be better to rewrite it from scratch.

　So I rewrote the magic formula from scratch.

"Discuss the characteristics of this magic circle developed by Dr. Maromelg and how it might be used in battle.

　Dr. Maromerg?
　I've never heard that name before.
　But the magic circle it described was of such low quality.

　It's not much, but if we don't do something about it, it's going to explode.
　Oh, I should just write that it's a bad magic circle.

　I wrote down the flaws of this magic circle in a few sentences.
　And it's useless in battle. I also wrote down what I would think if I were forced to use it.

　This is how I solved the problems.
　But when I came to the last problem, my pen stopped for a moment.
　This was the only problem where the difficulty level was clearly different from those around me.

"Ho......

　I couldn't help letting out a squeal.

　It's no wonder.

　--That's because it contains a magic theory that I formulated a thousand years ago.

　But it seems that what it says is wrong.
　So it's been misrepresented by a thousand years.

　But of all the magical theories I've formulated, this one was constructed in such a way that even a child could understand it.
　It's not that difficult.
　It's a little harder than the others, but it's still within the range of a student.

(...... Good. That's it.

　I mutter in my mind.

　Only ......60 minutes left?
　There's still time left, isn't there?

　When I looked around, I saw that everyone was still working silently with their pens.
　I guess they are planning to revise until the end.
　But the level of the questions was so low that it was hard to imagine that they were making careless mistakes.

　So I decided to lie down on my desk and sleep for the remaining 60 minutes.

　"Exam over, !

"Exam over, ......!　Put your pen on the desk.

　Put your pen on the desk." The voice of the examiner woke me up.

　The answer sheets were collected.

"Next is the practical test. Please gather in the schoolyard.

　The examiner walked out of the classroom.

　I listened to the voices around me as I followed the direction everyone was heading.



"As expected from the prestigious Rosangrila Academy of Magic.
Yeah, it was hard. ...... I may not have gotten a quarter of it.
What was that last question in particular?　I've never seen that before.

　Apparently, everyone is unsure.

　But this is probably a deliberate act of self-deprecation in order to catch everyone off guard.
　It's hard to imagine that people taking the entrance exam of a magic academy can't solve a problem of that level.
　It is a basic rule in battle to catch your opponent off guard.

I guess we can't all be so easy to underestimate.

　Oh well.
　Next is the practical test.
　It'll be less boring than the written test.

　I followed the others and arrived at a huge schoolyard-like area.