The Devil WithInn 36 I Got The Magic, Magic, Magic 1

When Inna woke up from her nap, Solomon told her that they were going to another room.

"Now before I start teaching you, we need to measure your abilities first. Since you focused much on Combat, its levels should be naturally higher than your Magic."

"The measurement will be done by an Evaluation Stone that I specially crafted. Its accuracy is the best in the country." Solomon grinned in pride.

He stopped by a mahogany double doors that looked elegant and sleek. He muttered something before Inna heard a clicking sound.

Then, Solomon opened the doors to usher her in. Inna silently entered and when she looked around, she saw nothing but white.

The room was adored with white walls, white ceilings, and a white tiled floors. It looked empty save for the floating transparent looking stone in the middle of the room. The stone was an arm's length and a hand's width. Its form looked like a shard and it was rotating while floating 5 meters off the ground.

When Inna and Solomon drew near, Inna noticed that there were s.h.i.+ning symbols and drawings on the floor and around the walls as well. It looked near transparent and one could easily miss them if they were not careful or observant.

"Those markings are what we call seals. These seals are for security purposes. It's to prevent people from stealing the stone."

"Believe it or not, an Evaluation stone of this precision is actually very valuable. Actually, it's the most valuable one in the whole country."

"Aside from the current power, it can also measure the innate talent of the individual. Anyone would give up everything to know which cla.s.s they are most suited and how much potential they had. "

"After all, it would consume too much time and effort to focus on one type of cla.s.s that will only level up until the High level. Too much time, effort, and money would be wasted along the way as well. And in either Combat or Magic, the key factor for their training can be efficient and effective, is to have a firm understanding and grasp on their own capabilities and talents. "

"So, consider this a privilege from being my disciple."

Solomon puffed up his chest with pride.

Nearing the stone, Solomon uttered something and suddenly the floor started to rumble. The white tiles started to form a sort of staircase that reached the stone.

After they both climbed the stairs, Solomon looked back at Inna.

"So, all you need to do is to extend your hand and touch the surface of the stone."

Inna did as she was told and suddenly, she felt warmth by her palm. The warmth travelled from her palm to her whole body before it returned to the stone.

There was a sound of a bell and suddenly, she saw letters floating in mid-air.

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Name: Ingrid Lidden

Age: 17 years old

Apt.i.tude: Mixed Talent

Combat:

Swordsman cla.s.s = High level early stage

Ranger cla.s.s= Intermediate level peak stage

Shadow cla.s.s = High level middle stage

Magic:

Mage cla.s.s = Starter level early stage

Priestess cla.s.s = Starter level early stage

Witch cla.s.s= Starter level early stage

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Solomon's eyes popped out of its sockets!

S-starter level? Early stage?

She's worse than a ten year old!

A ten year old is at least Starter level PEAK stage!

He expected her to be at least, low level early stage in any cla.s.s. That's usually the lowest level to those weird people who chose to be fighters instead of pursuing magic.

But this! This exceeded his expectations in the worst possible way!

Inna saw Solomon's reaction and she raised an eyebrow at him.

Solomon coughed to calm himself.

"You're really talented in fighting! To think that you've reached high level before your twenties! And to be able to reach two of these cla.s.ses and still develop the third cla.s.s until its almost high level! Truly amazing! A genius indeed!"

Solomon tried to soften the blow by praising her. He really was surprised by her great talent in being a fighter. Such talent, in her age, can be found in only one out of a million of people. But the matter about her magic had a much deeper impact.

Because anyone can be a great fighter by how hard they train their skills, but only few can be great magic-users.

His excessive praises actually sounded pretty genuine in his ears, but it made Inna look at him suspiciously.

She's a college student that had been bombarded with lots of rejection letters from universities, job openings, and men.

And she knows he's doing the, "you're a really great person with great capabilities, but you're not the one we want" pattern.

"Just spit it out!" Inna hissed.

Oddly intimidated by her glare, Solomon started to nervously stutter.

"You see…. You're a great fighter… a genius even….. But, you know, I'm a man of Magic. And…. W-well….yea, you can do magic...since you're a m-mixed talent… b-but your power at the moment..... is w-worse than a ten-year old."

Worse than a ten-year old.…

Those words echoed throughout her mind.

But her reaction was different from what Solomon expected.