�How do you feel, young master?�

A slender man opened the door and greeted Mark. It was the mage who taught Mark teleportation for a month. Although Mark was pressed for time to hire someone quickly, he managed to find someone who was a certified Grade 9 mage.

�All right. How about Shirone?�

�Still the same. Even if teleportation is easy to learn, there is a limit to training alone. Even if he takes the promotion exam, he won�t even be able to come close to the young master.�

�Hmm. But I shouldn�t let my guard down. His Spirit Zone is bigger than mine.�

Mark was satisfied with what he had just said. It was often said that the weakness of genius was laziness. But Mark thought himself different. In his head, with his natural talent and hard-working character, there was no way he could lose against Shirone.

�By the way, how many kids are participating in the operation?�

�As of yesterday, four.�

�That�s quite small. After all, receiving private tutoring from a certified mage is rare.�

�They either do not know their limits or are simply ignorant. Or maybe too prideful.�

Mark snorted at the thought of the students who refused to participate in the operation. Those losers who had not a speck of talent were blinded by the opportunity for early promotion and kicked off the lucky chance with their feet.

�Well, whatever floats their boats. Let them do whatever they want. I�m the one who will get promoted anyway. It�s Mark Slider�s victory.�

The House of Slider was not very high up in the social class. However, despite being 3rd-class nobles, most of the family members worked for the Magic Association, so in the magic society, they had a pretty significant influence.

In any competition, if there was an upper rank, there of course would also be a lower rank. Mark decided to draw in half-baked kids with poor grades to form an operational group. When he offered to help them get a job at the association after graduation, several chose to come over. They concluded that it was more realistic to make a deal than to pass through the eye of a needle.

�Four people are enough. We can just crush him from the beginning.�

�How about teleportation�

Mark opened the door and gave a thumbs-up as he walked out.

�Perfect. I will cross over 700 meters with my eyes closed.�

�I wish you all the best, Young Master.�

The certified Grade 9 mage was courteous to Mark �til the end. From his perspective, he was a distant lowerclassman, but Mark was the son of his employer, who was a technical advisor at the Magic Association.

Mark headed to the Intermediate class building. There was no class because it was the day of the promotion exam, but students who were not participating in the exam remained and were studying on their own. Mark also visited this place for a meeting with the operation team.

As expected, the expressions of the students self-studying on their own were not good. It was because of the sense of shame they had for knowing they did not have a chance in the exam.

Mark enjoyed a sense of superiority whenever he looked at their faces. He burst out laughing when he thought that the kids who were left in the classroom today would probably be polishing shoes after going out to society.

�Yo, Maria! Are you giving up on the exam?�

Mark raised his hand at Maria, who was approaching from afar. Then Maria�s face turned pale. She had become an outcast ever since she filed a complaint to Siena about Shirone�s bullying.

Mark looked abhorrently at the helpless Maria.

�Tsk. This bat-like girl. She goes out and snitches on us, forgetting the times we used to bully together? So old and so useless. Why the hell is this thing even attending the academy?�

Frightened Maria spoke first.

�Mark, you didn�t go to the training ground? Are you going to self-study like us?�

�Haha! You seriously think that? I�m not you. I just came here to meet my friends because I have some time to kill.� JrNovels.com