Beast Taming? Nah, Dragon Herding is Way Better!-Chapter 106: Principal’s Suspicions

Seeing that there are a lot of ill intent targeted towards him, Diluc smiles in mockery as he never expected that even despite showing what he can do during that orchestrated duel between him and that pompous noble guy, there will still be people who are willing to target him during the open elimination round so willy-nilly, making him wonder just what is it that they took that gave them the guts to do just that.

Looking at the spear bearing man who appears to be hesitating now as well, the emperor-like young man smiles as he reaches out his arms towards the direction of his aggressor, pointing his index finger at him as one of the magic circles rapidly spun, giving life to a roaring ball of inextinguishable flame that burns the surroundings bright red.

The caster of the spell, clearly the sole person closest to the vicinity of this spell however, does not even feel a single hint of heat within his surroundings, a thin layer of invisible barrier coating the entirety of his body, seemingly repulsing every thing that comes in contact with it.

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'I could just use the [Draconic Scale] skill to resist this heat, but that will expose a lot of my cards…'

Diluc thought to himself as he looks at the thin veil of wind elemental mana protecting him from the heat, its appearance so obscure and inconspicuous that people with far higher level than him couldn't even begin to notice traces of this spell.

While thinking about how good of a thing direct manipulation of mana brought to him, he then directs his focus towards the spear-bearing young man once again, deciding to deal with him first as he's the one closest to him, before dealing with the other aggressors who's clearly amateur in hiding their intent, targeting him from the far distance.

Unsurprisingly, as he ascends closer and closer to the young man, the young man clenches his fist before swinging his spear wielding arms, the trajectory of the relatively large spear heading directly towards the approaching Diluc, the attacking young man hoping that this monster of a mage gets impaled with his spear so that he can maintain his place.

Unfortunately for him though, out of all the possible people he could attack, he just attacked the one who is really familiar with projectile attacks the most, having used a specific, overwhelmingly powerful skill he acquired from his second dragon.

[Rain of Swords]

[Description: A skill unique to the Prime Dragon of Creation, albeit being called Rain of Swords, the skill is capable of manifesting all sorts of weapons and figures with the command of the user and direct the manifested objects towards a specific area and bombard the entire area with them, the number of things, its size as well as its quality depends completely on the dragon's mana control ability]

'Though, I can't really use that now, can I?'

Looking at the floating gray screen just on the right side of his vision, the emperor-like young man smiles helplessly as he knows that he can't really show much of his abilities yet, and the fact alone that he has all these overwhelming abilities despite just using a 'single' element is already threading on thin ice for him who doesn't want his enemies to figure out how much actual strength and power he has yet.

"You should've just kept your spear to yourself…"

He mutters as he waves one of his hands, the fire gathering from the magic circle he conjured starting to compress, turning from the previous, bright, vigorous red to a shade of a calm, chilling blue, shrinking into the size of a couple of fists before escaping out of the magic circle, rushing to meet the spear heading towards him.

"H…hey… that is…"

"Compression? What a monster…"

"Fucking young kids nowadays just doing what we take decades to master…"

"Worthy of the first placer for this year of students…"

Looking at the pale chilling blue, not only the older students, but also the academy staff that are watching to enforce the rules and ensure the safety of the students were filled with disbelief in their eyes, wondering how can such a young man master an advance level magic technique that bothers even the elites among the elites within mage community.

Meanwhile, the freshmen, who are clearly not aware of this yet, are thinking nothing of the pale blue flame rushing to meet the spear gradually approaching the emperor-like young man, a car indication that they had yet to become aware of what this change of the fire's property means.

Even the young man who attacks the ascending Diluc, a young man who is a son of a high ranking noble within the capital, doesn't really understand the significance of the thing that the emperor-like young man did, this attack from his opponent making him smile maniacally as he never expected that the person who got the first place of the entrance exam will make a mistake like that.

As much as him, along with some other freshmen think that it is a mistake to attack a spear travelling at such fast speed, creating a barrier of air pressure around it, with a ball of fire, not to mention a small one, some other smarter freshmen doubt that the one who defeated one of the strongest freshmen, Reginald, along with his group, will make such a rookie mistake like this, making them wonder just what is it that the young man is planning.

There is no plan however, as in front of absolute strength, all sorts of farce and tricks are meaningless, a passage proven time and time again and will once again, be proven by Diluc's attack, now coming into contact with the spear.

No fancy, flashy show where the spear and the sphere of blue chilling fire comes into contact, no explosions, there's not even a sound of the spear shattering into pieces of the fire being extinguished into nothing, nothing at all, making the weaker, far less observant people to wonder what happened before they recognize the ball of blue flame continuing on its path.

While the offending young man might not be that good of a talent when it comes to picking who to fight against, he is, definitely talented when it comes to sensing attacks that will put him into a large amount of danger, and out of sheer terror from the pale blue flame leisurely approaching the spire he is travelling in a leisure pace, he decided to jump down despite not seeing any spire that he can safely land on, causing him to fall on the rising ground, eliminating him from the competition altogether.

As the ball of fire comes into contact with the spire that the spear wielding young man was standing on previously, everyone is engulfed in even more terror as they saw the fire, previously compressed into such a small size, once again expands instantaneously the moment it comes into contact with the earth, engulfing the entirety of the spire in the process, scorching the surface layer and melting the spire into a completely different shape altogether.

Watching the spell's effect, now not only the students, but also the academy staffs are baffled by just how dangerous this spell is, something that will probably get that spear wielding young noble into a lot of pain had he decided to stand his ground and defend the spire he was standing on.

"The spear…"

"That kid… what a monster…"

"Forget about the spell, see what he did to that earth spire?"

"What the hell does he even need to go to the academy for…"

"At this rate, he should've been directly studying under the principal…"

"Yeah… monsters like them should be grouped together…"

While the students watching the event are still struggling to comprehend what just happened, making them fall into silence, the academy staff already recovered their bearing, starting to discuss as they look at Diluc still keeping the fire elemental spell propelling him up, most of them having their eyes glowing in excitement and anticipation at the fact that a new genius appears in the academy.

"My… I wonder who our dear staffs are calling monsters~~?"

While discussing how much of a monster Diluc is, the academy staff, along with the professors and instructors watching along with them, starts feeling shivers running not only down their spine but all the way through their entire body as they heard an elegant, yet cold sounding feminine voice, with a hint of childish youthfulness instilled on them, weirdly, yet fittingly mixed with an undisguisable malice towards them.

"P-principal, we didn't mean it like that…"

'I thought she was supposed to be in the borders right now!?'

One of the instructors who agreed to the one who claimed that both the emperor-like young man within the arena and the white-haired, horned beauty that is the principal, are both monsters, said with his voice shaking from sheer terror, trying to be as subtle as possible as he turns his head around to confirm whether their nightmare really came back from the borders just like that.