After Crushing the Final Boss, I Got Infinite Mana and Returned to Earth ～With Cheat-Level Power, I’ll Rule Both the Game World and the Real World～ - Chapter 06: Got Mistaken for a Commoner and Ended Up Taking the Magic Academy Transfer Exam

Chapter 06: Got Mistaken for a Commoner and Ended Up Taking the Magic Academy Transfer Exam

Convincing Saori and Aoi not to chase after some overpowered isekai dream was honestly a huge struggle.

Saori was already a full-on otaku—she drew doujins and cosplayed anime characters.

And Aoi, heavily influenced by her, devoured light novels nonstop.

Since I’d shared the same hobbies in my past life, I totally understood where they were coming from.

But that was exactly why I had to say no.

The truth was, the other world’s streets weren’t anything like here.

Sure, the main avenues of the royal capital were relatively safe—but step into the back alleys and you’d find kidnappings, illegal drugs, even slave trading.

Put bluntly, it was way too raw.

If they were clinging to some rosy fantasy of “adventure,” then they were better off staying away.

When I explained that much, both of them reluctantly nodded.

Anyway.

After spending the night at home, I headed back to the Magiluke Kingdom for the magic academy.

Diabel still looked like he wanted to keep watching the morning educational program, but I couldn’t exactly leave him behind—so I dragged him along.

“Grrr… I wanted to see a little more of the ‘Let’s Learn English!’ segment…”

“You can watch the recording tonight when we go back. For now, we’re heading to the magic academy.”

With Diabel in tow, I made my way to the magic academy, which stood not far from the royal castle.

No attendants accompanied me.

Normally, nobles attending the academy would bring along a maid or servant, but I had told the king directly that I didn’t need an entourage.

From now on, my plan was to eat breakfast and dinner—and sleep—back at my home in Japan.

Last night had gone smoothly enough, but if I suddenly disappeared from both worlds and couldn’t be found anywhere, it would cause a panic.

Better to avoid that kind of headache altogether.

The king hadn’t objected to my request at all and had readily given me permission.

I didn’t think of him as my father in the slightest, but I had to admit, that kind of obedience was at least worth acknowledging.

“Ohh, so this is the magic academy. I can’t help but feel excited.”

“You there.”

As I stood in front of the academy gates, taking in the sight of the building, a man suddenly called out to me.

He looked extremely uptight, and from the robe he wore, it was clear he was one of the academy’s teachers.

I figured he’d come out to welcome me and show me around.

“You’re the commoner who wants to take the transfer exam, aren’t you?”

“…Excuse me?”

“Honestly, it happens every so often. Some fool is born with magic power on par with nobility thanks to a throwback in their bloodline, and then they get it in their head they belong here at the academy. Still, the headmaster has this policy of ‘reject no one who comes,’ so we’re forced to let them try—”

The male teacher grumbled on as if talking to himself.

Of course, I wasn’t a commoner. The king had arranged for me to be admitted to the academy without taking the transfer exam—or so I thought. Apparently he’d mixed me up with someone else who was supposed to take the exam today.

Diabel frowned.

“Hah, aren’t you a prince of this country? Why doesn’t this man even know your face?”

“They left me out of royal life because I couldn’t use magic. I never went to ceremonies or founding-day parties, so it makes sense they wouldn’t recognize me.”

“…Gotta say, this country’s got problems.”

“Yeah. Big problems.”

While we were whispering, the teacher scowled and barked, “Are you even listening!?”

His eyes then flicked to the chubby creature perched on my shoulder, and he let out a derisive snort.

“What’s that? A fat, ugly lizard fiend. Your familiar or something? And you actually think you’re some proper mage now?”

“Silence, Georg. Kill this man— mgh!” 

I quickly clamped a hand over Diabel’s mouth before he could say something reckless.

If I let him keep talking, things would only turn into a fight—and besides, I was actually curious about this so-called transfer exam.

I’d heard somewhere that the academy’s transfer exam was way tougher than the regular entrance exam, both the written and practical portions.

I wasn’t worried about the practical side, but it would be interesting to see how my knowledge of magic theory stacked up.

Since I wanted to give it a try, I just nodded along to the teacher’s rant.

“Yes, well… you could say he’s a familiar of sorts.”

“Hmph. Very well, follow me. I’ll personally show you just how far your arrogance gets you.”

“Looking forward to it.”

He led me into one of the academy’s unused classrooms.

The place was dusty, like it hadn’t been cleaned in ages.

“First, touch this crystal.”

“And this is…?”

“A magic tool that measures mana capacity. Just lay a hand on it. If you don’t meet the required threshold, you fail instantly.”

Without thinking too much about it, I touched the crystal he handed me.

The very next second—

BOOOOM!!

The crystal exploded into shards.

“Guah!? W-What in the world was that reaction!?”

“Well, considering it just tried to measure my magic, I’d say this was inevitable…”

“…Am I going to be the one paying for that?”

The crystal’s sudden explosion sent the male teacher into a full-blown panic.

While I whispered quietly with Diabel at my side, the teacher eventually pulled himself together and barked:

“Y-You!! I’ll handle the cleanup!! In the meantime, solve every question on this test!! Time limit: one hour!! And to prevent cheating, I’ll be holding onto your familiar for now!”

“Understood. Diabel, behave yourself for a while, okay?”

After handing Diabel over, I took the stack of test papers he shoved at me and tilted my head.

They were… surprisingly easy.

Sure, a few trick questions were mixed in, but nothing that really tripped me up.

Honestly, compared to what I’d expected, it was ridiculously simple.

I finished every single question in under thirty minutes.

“All done.”

“What? Impossible! A commoner with no magical knowledge could never—wha…!? They’re all correct!? Every single one!?”

“Ahh, I see.”

It finally clicked.

Those questions were probably meant for commoners—basic-level problems designed to weed out anyone who didn’t even know the fundamentals.

If you couldn’t handle that much, you had no business stepping foot into the magic academy.

That must’ve been why I’d heard rumors that the transfer exam was tougher than the regular entrance exam.

“Hmph… fine. You’ve passed the written portion, but the real test is the practical. Tell me—did you know that most noble students can already use basic spells before they even enroll?”

“Of course.”

“Good. Then this will be simple. It may be harsh for a commoner like you, but if you can’t cast at least a lower-tier spell, you fail immediately.”

Magic, after all, was the nobles’ primary means of self-defense.

Most noble families hired private tutors so their children could master the basics long before enrollment.

The academy itself was meant for nobles who wanted to dive deeper into advanced research or train as knights—so being able to cast at least a lower-tier spell was the bare minimum requirement.

Which, frankly, put me in a bind.

Thanks to Diabel’s infinite mana, even my “Torch”—just a beginner spell—had nearly leveled the royal capital.

If I went and casually fired off a lower-tier spell here, there was a very real chance the capital itself might vanish.

Still, I could cast one if needed, so I simply nodded.

“…You can cast lower-tier spells, you say? Hmph. We’ll see soon enough in the practical.”

The teacher clearly didn’t believe me, but rules were rules, and the exam would proceed.

We left the dusty classroom and moved to the academy courtyard—a wide space clearly designed for combat training.

At the very center stood a full suit of armor, the kind a knight might wear.

Out of place as it seemed, it radiated a strangely intimidating presence.

“That is a magical doll I spent five years’ worth of salary to develop.”

“A magical doll… you mean a golem?”

“Hmph. For a commoner, you’re surprisingly well-read. The practical exam is simple: avoid that golem’s attacks while landing ten lower-tier spells on it.”

“Ten shots, huh.”

“What’s the matter? Losing your nerve already? Relax—no one dies in the exam. The golem’s sword has no edge. At worst you’ll end up with a few broken bones, but you won’t die.”

It wasn’t the injuries that worried me.

Well, okay—my body was still human. Even with infinite mana, if I got skewered, I’d still die. So that was a little concerning.

“Excuse me, but if I do break it, who’s footing the bill?”

“…Bold of you. I’ll give you that. But that golem’s armor is forged from pure mithril—tough enough to withstand even high-tier magic. No matter how many lower-tier spells you fling at it, it won’t break. Tell you what—if you actually manage to destroy it, I’ll personally recommend you for the Special Class.”

“Special Class?”

“What, you don’t even know that? The top students in the academy are placed in an elite class, taught directly by the headmaster herself. Anyone serious about mastering magic aims for it.”

Hmm, so the magic academy had a system like that.

Getting lessons directly from the headmaster did sound pretty tempting.

I felt a little guilty about possibly erasing five years’ worth of this guy’s salary, but if that was the deal—fine. I’d go all out and smash it to pieces.

“Alright—practical exam starts now!!”

Of course, if I fired my magic normally, everything in the line of fire would vaporize along with the target. So I came up with a plan.

Chanting the spell, I sprinted straight at the golem.

The moment it swung its sword down, I slid beneath it like a baseball player pulling off a slide.

From below, I aimed upward and cast.

“—Fireball.”

A glowing magic circle flared from my hand, spawning a sphere of pure, blazing heat.

In less than a blink, the fireball shot upward and slammed into the golem.

Everything from its hips up vaporized in an instant.

“W-What was that!? The incantation, the circle—everything matched a basic Fireball spell, and yet the power was beyond even advanced magic!?”

The teacher’s shocked cry echoed across the entire courtyard.

But I had bigger problems.

The fireball had vaporized the golem, then kept soaring into the sky.

If it had just fizzled out there, fine.

Instead, it started sucking in the surrounding air, swelling into something like a miniature sun.

At this rate, it was going to blow away everything nearby.

Cold sweat trickled down my face as I tried to figure out what to do—when suddenly, an unfamiliar woman’s voice rang out across the academy grounds.

“—Tidal Wave.”

In the next instant, my fireball was swallowed by a massive surge of water and snuffed out.

The sheer heat of the blast triggered a violent steam explosion, but even that was drowned beneath the overwhelming flood.

That was definitely the high-tier water spell Tidal Wave—though the sheer volume of water was far greater than anything I’d ever known.

“And here I was wondering why the transfer-exam candidate was being left unsupervised… what exactly is going on here?”

The one who spoke approached us, leaning lightly on her staff.

She looked even younger than Aoi—an adorable little girl with long, wavy lavender hair.

But what really seized my attention was her outfit.

The robe draped over her shoulders was perfectly cute and wizard-like… but underneath, she was wearing an insanely revealing micro-bikini.

Not just an exhibitionist.

No—this was a wild loli-exhibitionist.

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[Afterword]

A Random Tidbit

Yes, the micro-bikini loli under the robe is 100% the author’s fetish.

But rest assured—there won’t be any lewd developments with her.

If your thought was, “Five years of salary gone in a puff, lmao,” then please drop those ★s.

And if you found yourself thinking, “Of course he went to take the exam on purpose, lol,” or “The fat lizard getting mad again cracked me up,” or even “No lewd developments? Fuck you,” —then don’t forget to leave a comment, bookmark, ★rating, or review!