Wistoria: Wand and Sword (杖と剣のウィストリア)

In the great tower,

what is it that holds the most value of all?

It is, of course, a talent for magic.

Do those born without such talent

have any hope of turning the power of magic

to their advantage?

The answer to that...

Alongside everyone else,

I'll keep moving forward.

Elfie,

I promise I'll reach you.

Perfect scores in everything?

That's right, I've checked multiple times.

And from him, Will Serfort!

We're still grading, but so far, he's flawless.

Even Lihanna herself hasn't managed that.

So, he could actually do it!

The book-learner could pass!

Full marks on writing and praxis.

Imagine if he ascends to the tower!

Unthinkable for a no-talent!

Ah?

Huh.

Yes!

Marvelous news, isn't it, Workner?

The student you took under your wing

is fulfilling his dreams.

Indeed.

But he still has one more exam.

Anything could happen, Professor Eliza.

And? Where is our favorite book-learner?

Where else?

Are you all right, Will?

Don't tell me you spent another night studying.

Doing great.

Actually, I'm not.

But tomorrow is the last written test.

I know.

And since they postponed praxis...

...that's also been happening on top of final exams.

You defeated that Naberous just yesterday.

True.

And thanks to Lihanna and the others,

I cinched my praxis credits.

So I'm not gonna let everyone's kindness go to waste.

That's the last thing I'm worried about.

You earned only a handful of spellwork credits, as I recall.

That's right, Rosty.

Just the five from my lesson with Professor Edward.

The remaining tests are worth six credits.

All I need is one more for the tower.

Can't let my guard down.

True, but if you work too hard...

-Ow, that hurt! -You see?

You're already going gray.

I'm sorry, but what do you think you're doing?!

Obviously, I'm plucking out the grays.

It's something I've always done, Miss Colette.

Unless you wanted that honor for yourself.

Hey, no fair!

I mean, I'd never.

You'd never what?

For you to defeat a floor keeper

is very impressive, considering your busy schedules.

Truly magnificent work.

I thank you, Headmistress Caldron.

But make no mistake,

I was merely swept up in the fray.

With or without the Naberous, I'd still ascend.

I'm a victim of Colette and the others' mess.

It's true we would've been fine without you around.

Especially considering your useless magic.

That ice you're so proud of kept melting.

Say that again, you cur!

You hid in the shadow of that no-talent!

Did you have fun playing fetch with fire?

Don't you dare mock the flames of Ulster!

You blasted show-off of a Reinberg!

Evidently, the two of you refused

to leave poor Will alone.

Who, me?!

Our group and Sion's

have now attained all our praxis credits.

Well, when you've proven to the tower

you can best a floor keeper,

it doesn't hurt to show off a little.

Admittedly, it feels anticlimactic...

...after defeating the Grand Duke, that is.

You're not wrong.

Look at you, Lihanna.

You've changed.

You're a touch softer than you used to be.

Funny you should say that.

Your edge has dulled quite a bit.

I remember a time when you wore a tranquil smile.

Always poised,

when in truth, you were suffocating.

Indeed.

I'm sure I have him to thank.

Failures are but opportunities to learn.

That's what he taught me through that adventure.

I learned as well.

My sense of inferiority and my cowardice

can transform into that magic called courage.

I can't help but wonder what he's doing right now.

That's obvious.

This is the final push,

and Will is the studious sort

that even an elf can acknowledge.

He's at it again.

I swear, he's going to work himself crazy.

Will, I brought you a snack.

Professor Workner gave me special permission--

Will?

Are you asleep?

- Am I interrupting... -

-...Miss Colette? -

When did you...

Hold on, it's not what it looks like!

All I did was give him a cloak,

but now you've showed up to make everything weird!

I see.

Well, silly me.

And here I thought you were sneaking him a kiss.

But you were just worried about him.

Well, of course I'm worried about Will.

Don't you see?

He pushes himself even when he's falling apart.

Even when he's battered and bruised.

Honestly,

I hate the Magia Vander.

It's because of the spell Albis Vina cast

that Will is always chasing after her.

And what does she do?

Not a single thing except wait around in her tower.

It hurts watching him.

I know.

I feel the same way.

Lady Elfaria, is something wrong?

No.

What a surprise!

Idleness Incarnate.

For a recluse like you to sneak out of your chamber,

I'll wager tomorrow it'll rain spears of ice.

Honestly,

are you still wounded from losing to me

in the magic competition, Ellenor?

You had an unfair advantage as an ice wielder!

If other magic was allowed, I would've crushed you!

Should've known it was you two making all this noise.

Take this discussion elsewhere, would ya?

This is my hall.

- You should leave. - Get lost, will you?

Barbarian.

Have you looked in the mirror lately,

you ruthless hags?

Ellenor, and now you.

What are you two doing here?

Wouldn't you like to know?

But I'm sure you already do.

The Terminalia,

which means we have to get ready

for that annoying ritual.

The barrier is about to disappear.

It's the end of the year.

Gonna be real interesting to see

how useful the new potentials are.

Didn't expect Professor Edward

to be in charge of the last day.

Having that snake's tests

for three periods is a nightmare.

Will I even make it to the tower?

Silence.

We will now begin your final exam.

But allow me to forewarn you.

The number of questions posed is one.

Those who are able to answer said question

will be awarded all six credits.

Don't even bother raising your hands.

Focus on proving to me

that your six years here did not go to waste.

That's all.

Begin!

What is magic?

With your own magical affinity as the foundation,

explain using the following terms,

Tela, connection, and manifestation.

He's asking us to articulate

the activation and prerequisites for magic.

A process we conduct instinctively

without so much as a second thought.

Putting words to sensation,

that's our test.

It's difficult to define, but...

Even I have a shot!