Test Magic! Speech Generic!

What a terrible day that was, Felra sighed as he plopped on his bed.

Thankfully, I don't have anything to do for the next seven days and Nava said she'll respect it too.

He is now free to laze off however he wants for seven days without anyone interrupting him.

The event that had transpired at the church was more than what he had expected. He was there only for the magic test and nothing more. That one was fine, but what happened after that was awful.

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The Hilan Church, also located in Diesda—a few kilometers away from the palace, is the home of the Hilan religion.

"As you already know, we, of the Hilan religion, worship the Creator Goddess, Hilan, the pinnacle of Godhood," explained Shira, one of the nuns, while leading Felra.

"Right. I heard."

Yeah. Just now.

Behind Felra is the pope to the right and Nava to the left. And a little behind them are two additional nuns. One is holding a silver key named Paula and the other one named Cess, holding what seems to be a small pane of glass.

As they were walking, they passed by the window, and there Felra saw the insane amount of people that had gathered outside the church.

Uwah… The pope did say that many people will come, but I didn't expect this much. How many are there anyway? Felra asking no one in particular.

"More than ten thousand people have gathered today. They're all here for you, Hero," said Nava, who noticed Felra's gaze.

"...Are you reading my mind or something?"

"Who knows?"

She really can be scary sometimes...

After a few minutes, they arrived in front of two large doors.

"Here we are, Hero," said Shira, gesturing at the door.

Paula then walked in front of the doors and used the key to unlock it. She then stepped aside and gestures Felra to walk in. When he entered, he was greeted by an unadorned room with a small glass dome at the center of the roof. The only noticable thing in here is the crystal ball sitting on a cushion on top of an altar.

"Let us go to the altar," prompted the pope.

"Okay."

Shira stayed outside of the room while the other two nuns stayed by the door, one on each side, while the pope and Nava went with Felra to the altar.

As they approach the altar, Felra notices that the crystal has circles carved on it.

"As you can see, Hero. There are seven colored circles carved on the crystal ball, each representing an element. Red for fire, blue for water, brown for earth, green for wind, gold for light, purple for dark, and white for Null," Nava explained, standing beside the crystal ball.

"Any of the circles that lights up means you're compatible with that element. Your proficiency will depend on the brightness of the light," the pope added.

I see. So the dimmer the light, the lower the proficiency, Felra surmised.

Without waiting for further instructions, Felra went ahead and touched the crystal ball.

This surprised everyone in the room.

For the nun's eyes, he might look like someone who's eager to unlock his secret talent, but Nava sees it differently and the pope simply nodded.

He just wanted to end this quickly…

He does.

After a few seconds of heart-pounding anticipation—on the nun's side anyway—the crystal ball slightly moved and...

....nothing else.

Huh?

"Did you actually touch the crystal ball?” asked Nava.

"I just did. See?" Felra replied, caressing the ball.

As he did so, the crystal ball violently shook and a sound of glass shattering echoed.

The blue, green, purple and white circles became a hole with a blinding light coming out of them.

All of them are barely able to fully open their eyes. Except Cess, she was looking at the glass she's holding that now has writings on it. Her mouth agape, seemingly shocked with what she saw.

"What's happening?" Asked Felra, calmly, with his eyes shut tight.

"Worry not, Hero. This is part of the process," came the calm reply of the pope, directly staring at the light.

If the pope says that it is what's supposed to happen then it's really what's supposed to happen.

So was Felra's mindset, so he just closed his eyes, waiting for the lights to disappear, and fighting the urge to fall asleep.

Before long, the lights bent, waved, and danced in the air as they weaved themselves into a single entity. It immediately flew towards Felra and assimilated itself into him.

It didn't seem like Felra felt it.

"Hmm. His is also the virtue, huh?” Nava muttered. “Guess that makes sense."

"Hero, it is done," said the pope.

"Hm? Oh, okay."

Finally. I almost slept standing… he yawned, opening his eyes.

Cess ran towards the pope, sweat running down her forehead as she handed the small pane of glass. "Here is the result!"

As he looked at the result, the pope nodded, seemingly satisfied with the result.

"As expected of the Hero. This is one remarkable result."

"Oh? This is quite impressive. Although the rest are still unknown, he is better than me when it comes to the number of Null Magic," complimented Nava, taking a look at the glass.

She's not shy when it comes to giving people compliments if they actually deserve it. That being said, she's also not shy of hurtling vicious words towards those who earned it. Because of that, she earned one of her many nicknames "Rose Priest". An alluring flower that could hurt you if not handled carefully.

Anyway, back to what the glass shows.

[Name: Felra Gestia

Age: 18

Mana Capacity: High

Mana Control: Beyond Extremely Low

Magical Aptitudes:

Water Element: Exceptional Aptitude

Wind Element: Exceptional Aptitude

Dark Element: Exceptional Aptitude

Null: Ten Unique Magic:

1. Will of the Sloth

2. Dream Mastery

3. Curse Mastery

4. Watcher

5. Teleport

6. One Within

7. Reliable Companion

8. Unknown

9. Unknown

10. Unknown]

One Within… So it materialized as Null Magic. Hm. I see that stamina and mana control is what we should focus on training first. Great! I'll personally train him on the latter, thought Nava, a smile creeping across her face.

Felra suddenly shivered, but he ignored it and turned to the pope.

"Uh... What is that glass exactly?" he asked.

It's not that he's interested in it, he's just curious about what it does.

"Ah, we call this, the Recording Tablet," the pope answered, handing it to him.

"That records the result of the magic test that was conducted earlier. There, you can see the elements you have and the amount of Null magic you possess."

"I see..." Felra only took one simple glance and handed it back to the pope.

The pope then handed it back to Cess, “Do handle it with care.”

Cess nodded as she wrapped the Recording Tablet in her arms, hugging it tight.

"Well, Hero. That concludes the magic test. The result was more than I had expected," the pope stated.

"Indeed. Even I was surprised," added Nava.

"Thanks...?"

Perfect! Time to go back and conserve energy!

Or so he thought, as he yawned.

"Well, then. Let us go and greet those who came here to support you," came the pope's scary words.

Well, for Felra anyway.

"You're kidding me..." Felra whined.

I have to stand in front of that many people and greet them!? he protested inside his head.

"Hmm. How about this, Hero," Nava placed a finger on her chin, suggesting, "If you go ahead and greet the people outside of the church. I'll make an arrangement to have someone install a ladder on your tree."

"...Oh?" his ears twitched.

Felra has a way to easily climb the said tree, if not, he would have just laid under it and taken his nap there.

However, his mind works in a not so mysterious way. If there is a much easier way to do what he has been doing, he's more than happy to do things to make it happen.

Not only that, this also means that it's all but decided that the tree he has been using to take a nap is now his own tree.

"Yes. I promise you," her words backed with a reassuring smile.

"Alright...."

She's starting to have a grasp on how to handle the Hero... the pope thought, as he watched the two of them.

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Now, Felra is standing outside of the entrance of the church, facing thousands of people who have been chanting his name non-stop. All of them have seen the lights that came out of the magic test room.

For them, those lights symbolize the birth of a new Hero that will bring them hope.

Not that Felra knows anything about it.

"Will they even hear me?" he asked Nava.

"Yes, don't worry. Just keep talking the way you do. I'll take care of anything else."

Nava raised her staff and in an instant, the cheering stopped.

"Go ahead," urged Nava.

And so, Felra cleared his throat and started his speech.

"Everyone. Thank you for gathering here today despite your busy day. I know that everyone of you has already heard about the inevitable revival of the Evil Dragon Lord, the source of malice and despair," he paused, catching his breath.

Felra glanced to where Nava was standing and saw her staring at him with a furrowed eyebrows.

Sweat ran down his forehead.

The sun's ray is scorching my eyes a little... complained Nava.

"But worry not, for I am here today, standing in front of you!" his voiced became a little louder and excited.

"Declaring that I, the Hero, will bring you peace! Hope! And a bright future that you all deserved!"

Nava did not expect the sudden change on his tone but she nodded nonetheless. Seemingly satisfied.

Cheers erupted from the crowd as Felra ended his speech. It was a monotone, generic, short speech, but the reaction from the masses was more than enough to say that it was satisfactory.

Of course, Felra was just reading it from the note that was given to him by the pope. He had carefully crafted it so that Felra wouldn't sound off.

But let's not tell the people that.

And so, with a resounding applause from the crowd, Felra's 'awful' day came to an end.