Isekai: The Dream World

Chapters 18.1

Arata is seen wearing a typical white uniform with the Miraiva academy he was given last night by his mother, saying this uniform is the Miraiva academy uniform. Miraiva Academy is a magic school located in the capital of the kingdom of Maritiv, Gruinla.

Arata was walking casually towards the Miraiva academy, actually Arata could have rode a nice and luxurious horse carriage but he did not want to be flashy, moreover Arata wanted to walk while looking at the state of the city.

According to the story of his mother Arata (Hestia), Arata used to be a very weak child, can hardly use magic at all and only rely on martial arts alone.

The reason Arata was able to get into the academy that was very famous throughout the Maritiv kingdom was because of the considerable influence of his parents. Just 2 months Arata went to school, suddenly he disappeared somewhere and suddenly also came back with a very different existence than before, like everyone else.

I was here once a very weak boy huh? Not bad either, I don't want to be flashy anyway.

Shortly after, Arata finally arrived at a room. On the other side of the room there is something similar to the rice field man who was in Indonesia first. Beside Arata there is also a woman who stands while holding something like to record values. He seemed to be one of the teaching teachers in this academy.

Long blue hair, beautiful sea blue eyes, something big and an ideal posture for a female teacher her age.

"Average!" Call her softly.

"What?"

"Is it true now that you can use magic as told by Mr Garvin?"

"Yes, that's right" replied Arata.

"Then, fire an attack magic that you can to destroy the target there" he told Arata to fire magic at the rice field man made of straw and the size of a normal human who was on the other side of this room.

"Alright" then Arata facing the intended target.

This time I had to use Novra a little, so he wouldn't be suspicious.

Arata raised his right hand towards the target and formed a handgun.

"What the hell is he, do not say (spell) spells or anything when about to use magic. No way, no, it's possible, if you remember him as the son of Garvin Mavzio but last I remember he couldn't use any magic. Is that possible now?" The teacher muttered.

Arata said quietly "bang!"

Nothing happened, the teacher was surprised, he thought it was true but it was just exaggerated.

"I thought that even though he was Garvin's son but using magic without chanting was impossible" the teacher muttered. He thought the exam was over.

Arata was also surprised, why nothing came out of his index finger. Though he had focused Novra and imagined the fire would come out through the front of his index finger like a gun.

"Eh? Why?" Arata said disappointedly then he looked at his index finger, it seems like this is something strange.

The teacher approached Arata to calm Arata down.

The teacher swiftly put up a shield shortly after realizing there would be an explosion.

Slowly the black smoke began to disappear and visible damage caused by the explosion. There was no damage but the man of the rice field was smashed into pieces and left only a 30 cm long wooden trunk that became the support of the man of the rice field.

The teacher could not believe what he had just seen. Slowly he deactivated his protective magic.

"i-this can't be, "a paused magic" instead of magic it's almost extinct huh." He said slowly.

Paused magic is a magic where the effect occurs some time after the user is seen to give off the magic, although not ancient magic but this magic has a strong and large enough destroyed power, and, moreover, this magic was already almost extinct.

"Look at me, I've never studied magic like this. Where did I get it, huh?" Arata said in his heart. Arata is unaware that he has used an unusually powerful magic and his powers are slightly below those of ancient magic but his Novra usage is very little more than ancient magic, moreover, Arata does not know where he got his from.

Suddenly the teacher asked Arata seriously.

"Average!"

"What?"

"Where did you learn this magic? Who taught you?"

Is the magic I used just now a powerful magic huh? Will it attract people's attention? He seems to be the only one who knows about it around here.

I looked left-right to make sure that there was only him in this place.

Did I just erase his memory of what just happened? But I don't know what the side effects will be for me because of magic. No, the most important thing now is to secure my relaxed and quiet school life.

"Arata Jawab!" He said firmly.

"I'm sorry I'm my teacher-to-be." Arata said in his heart.

Arata immediately clapped his forehead using his right hand, instantly his memory changed. At the moment he thought there was nothing strange about the magic Arata had put out because Arata had already erased the memory of his jade so he thought it had exploded without any pause and Arata was also seen cast a spell in his current memory.

"Good job, Arata. You get an A" praise the teacher iti Arata's head.

"Thank you very much" replied Arata.

Arata was relieved because he really did not remember her.

"Thank God! She completely forgot, I thought that my second quiet and relaxed school life was done here" Arata said in his heart.

Arata is unaware that the side effects of this magic, have more disadvantages than the advantages themselves.