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Wacky Wizard

Wally, the shitty, cheating scoundrel that likes to play games the wrong way... that is Wacky Wally, an enigmatic player who doesn't give a damn about the rules! After cheating his way to victory in his not-so-favorite online game, he transmigrated to the said online game's world... It sucks to be Wally. Do you want to be Wally? Don't say yes yet, because you don't know Wally... No one among us truly does... *** WARNING! Irregular updates.

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Solomon Academy of Magic (2)

"Please, enter…" Felicia called to me. She looked depressed. Maybe, she wasn't able to put a good word for me. "Good luck!" With these words, Felicia left. She must have a class to attend and teach to.

Kieffer, I wonder what that brat is doing now. I asked Felicia to enroll Kieffer in this academy, in the hopes of getting rid of him. Of course, I am still going to retrieve her sister. Doing charity work might return me to my old world… Hahahaha… As if. I guess I am just doing this quest for the kicks, huh?

I entered the Headmaster's office and was greeted by the sight of a wizened old man.

"Greetings, I am Bennet Mew Solomon III. The Headmaster of Solomon Academy."

"Yeah-yeah-yeah… Nice to meet you. Call me Wally… And give me a spot for the World Summit."

The straightforwardness is impressive! The Headmaster's face is quite an open book. Well, who wouldn't be surprised? I can see the shock of Mr. Solomon swiftly changing into calm… then shock… then calm…

"I know that my demands are too much. Name your price."

"Hmmm… You have Dye Crystals, right?"

"Oh, you want my trash? I have more."

"..."

The Headmaster once again went into shock… then calm… then shock again. I think… he's worldview is being challenged.

"Mr. Solomon, what's the problem?"

"I am sorry. The thing is Dye Crystals are considered a lost technology. Since the magic eruption era, a lot of items vanished in the vestige of time. It came to me as a surprise that you have Dye Crystals. Though their function may seem mundane and useless, this era's methods of research have gone far and beyond. The academy would find a lot of uses for these Dye Crystals. I want to negotiate. How much for a Dye Crystal? The academy will surely compensate you."

The Headmaster kindly explained to me. But why do I get a feeling that I was being treated like a villager from the boonies?

"It was me who asked 'how much' first, right? Have a conscience, old man! As I said, I want a spot for the World Summit."

"I am sorry, but you can't. To be eligible to participate. You need prestige, wealth, and power."

"Old man, didn't Felicia tell you?"

My mana raged. I wasn't doing anything in particular. I was just amplifying my Talents consciously invoking them in my mind. As a level 100 wizard, I am nothing to be trifled with…

Talents: Innate Magic Capacity | Double Cast | Multi Cast | Noble Prestige | Charm | Lucky | Arcane talent | Wagic affinity

Vivid energy fluctuations started to pulsate in the surroundings. Even as an archmage, Bennet is having a hard time breathing. Archmages also have differences in strength. I am not sure how this era's power levels are judged, but being called an Archmage doesn't really equate to being the strongest.

Headmaster Bennet cajoling me to sell Dye Crystals are annoying, but what annoys me the most is the elitism attitude this guy has. Aaagh… In my past life, this kind of person always ticks me off the wrong way.

I withdrew my Talents from acting up. The Headmaster's office returned to peace once more.

"I am sorry about that. It was rude of me. I don't want your spot anymore."

With a bitter taste, I left.

However, as I turn my back around, the Headmaster suddenly called to me.

"Wait, you don't have to be so hasty!!"

"…" I waited in silence indicating for the old man to continue.

"I meant it. I want to negotiate the price of Dye Crystals in gold. They don't amount much and definitely, aren't enough to substitute a spot for the summit. Even if you check it with the guild, they are at most a top-notch luxury item. Instead, I want to propose you a different deal."

"…" Now the old man has my attention, I might as well hear it all.

"I'll give you an honorary Head Professor title. In exchange, I want you to teach knowledge in open lectures once a week until the World Summit. How's that?"

"…" Hmmmm… That really got me thinking. But what the hell can I teach? In a way, this is a test for me. But seeing that I showcased my Archmage level prowess, there's no way the Headmaster is testing me. Or is he? Hmmm...

Perhaps, he's clinging to the opportunity presented to him. Based on my understanding of the current world, Archmages in this world like the old man in front of me... is a dime of a dozen— very few and very rare. However, in my opinion, this Headmaster isn't in any way near the level the Archmages I know.

How should I say it? He's at most an Archmage at the entry level. After my encounter with the lich, I thought that the power levels of the Archmages in this world are about that level. But it looks like I am gravely mistaken.

If only there is a skill that can allow me to accurately judge the stats of others.

"I am sorry Headmaster. I almost went ballistic just then. I accept your proposal. I can sell you the Dye Crystals at 10% below the market price. I trust that you won't cheat on me…"

"Hmmm… Felicia will be the Academy's liaison for this. You can also get the business contract from her."

"Thank you, Headmaster."

At the sight of the leaving Archmage, Bennet can't help but sigh in amusement.

Young people have surpassed the old. He thought Felicia was overrating the person called Wally. While he is in disbelief that such a character came out of nowhere, it's true that such a mage of great strength presented himself in these very academy walls.

Sadly, Headmaster Bennet is unaware of how great Wally really is… Felicia took it upon herself to stay mum about the lich Wally subdued as the legendary 'Kihersen Pluma'. She also stayed mum as to how Wally was addressed to be from the Ancient Era.

Bennet recalled the imposing manner the young Archmage carried himself.

Though his speech is crass, he was able to assert a unique dominance. It's like a hooligan type of intimidation. Something you wouldn't imagine coming from a mage. In a sense, Wally can be considered quite an eccentric character.

Honestly, Headmaster Bennet sweated a bit at the presence of the young Archmage. Somehow, Wally reminds him of the legendary Archmage of the East, the ancient Omyo. But… No way right? Omyo is a thousand-year-old elf. Meanwhile, this Wally character might not even be over 30 yet.