Chapter 144: Demonstration (1/2)

The moment Syphilia exited the meeting room, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared and a slight frown could be seen. She walked with wild strides and forceful steps. Her pace was abnormally fast in that dress that even the guards behind her had to break into a jog in order to keep up with her.

'What is with that guy, I thought it would be fun to tease him a bit but how could he just ignore me like that... And why, why did I feel so intimidated... Not to mention he was only a Tier 3 magic caster, so how?'

She continued to storm down the hallway and everyone that met her gaze instantly and instinctively stepped aside and bowed even though she was currently on a floor that only higher-ranking members were allowed in.

'Could it be that he lied to me?. But I didn't sense anything, damn this isn't fun at all.'

She proceeded down the hall and took a turn. There were two more similarly dressed guards standing by the sides of a large door by the end of the hallway. The moment they saw her approaching with that expression on her face, they quickly opened the doors for her and hurriedly stepped aside.

Storming into her office, Syphilia went over to the sofa at the side of the room and sat on it still feeling irritated as she crossed her slender legs while tapping her nails on the wooden end of the sofa's armrest.

Her thoughts ran rampant for a while before a maid rushed over and offered her a cold glass of wine. Taking a gulp, she downed the entire glass and let out a long breath. Her troubled mind finally calming down.

”There's nothing better to take the edge off than a nice glass of fine wine.”

Saying that she then took several deep breaths and slowly relaxed her nerves. There was no point in her getting even more agitated over something that had already passed and could not be changed.

She may have been a high-ranking demon but she was also a part succubus, meaning she wasn't a pureblood. However, being a noble made her racial traits or abilities even stronger than those of full-fledged succubus.

Meaning, she had all the racial skills and abilities of a succubus and could use them even better than any full-fledged succubus out there. Back in the meeting room, she had passively used the racial skill sexual Inducement on the hooded man earlier but surprisingly hadn't gotten any reaction out of him.

She had even tried to use her innate ability Perfect Seduction — which was a higher grade than the Charm person spell — to entice the man but to no avail. The only people that should be able to resist her abilities were supposed to be people stronger than her but the man had said he was only at the Tier 3 level which didn't make much sense to her.

Why would someone willingly lie to the magic institute? Even if their starting ranks would not change, someone with high potential would immediately receive an invite to the magic academy which was a massive honor for commoners.

Learning magic was not an easy task, in fact, most would call it a hobby for the rich as everything that had to do with magic was ridiculously expensive. Not to mention the fact that there were a lot of things that even money alone couldn't buy.

Thinking of the possible reasons why he had done this, Syphilia could not figure him out. There was a chance he was actually telling the truth but just had an item that gave him enough resistance to resist her abilities. Perhaps he was only capable of using Tier 3 spells but was a higher-tiered magic swordsman or warrior.

Or perhaps he was simply lying and had an agenda. The possibilities were endless and it was hard for her to narrow it down without any information to go on. Things like this frustrated her as she never liked to be blindsided, always wanting to hold a better hand against her opponents.

Yes. she now regarded this man as her opponent even though she had no idea what he looked like under that hood. 'I was wondering why little Rio would give out his recommendation so easily but maybe there was something else to it that I'm not seeing. Damn, this is infuriating.'

She sat at the edge of the sofa, unknowingly biting her nails when suddenly an idea flashed into her mind.

”Kal!”

”Yes, lady Syphilia.”

”I need you to do me a favor.”

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”Lightning.”

Casting her spell, a silvery-white bolt of lightning jumped off of Nadine's outstretched fingertips and spurts out in a straight line as it pierced a hole through the head of the wooden puppet more than 30 meters away.

*Clap *Clap *Clap...

A gentle then sudden and rapid applause came from the side where quite a few spectators from the guild stood as they marveled in awe at Nadine's flawless performance. Most of them were also Tier 3 mages and only a few were Tier 2 and tier 1 so they were aware of how hard it was to so accurately aim a lightning spell.

While the spell travels in a straight line, its movements were sporadic in nature. The discharge of electricity follows in a zigzag path towards its target, slightly branching at various locations. This irregular motion was hard to predict so it was difficult to have pinpoint accuracy when using the spell, only being able to get a general direction.

However, Nadine had fired three lightning spells and had hit the heads of all three wooden dolls without fail. While this was only a demonstration, they felt the need to score her and had all given her a perfect score.

Well, most of these were semi-biased as most of the men present simply found her attractive and could no longer give any fair judgments.

The guild did not prohibit anyone from watching the demonstration and had only sent a few of their top members to affirm the level of the spells used. However, most of the mages and hunters that had nothing better to do and saw the pair enter the practice hall quickly ran in hoping to see something good.

Tyler seeing this sighed inwardly. If he had known he would've done his demonstration first when the crowd wasn't much, now, however, he felt like no matter what he did, the men spectating would surely give him a bad score as they didn't speak anything good about him.