After finishing breakfast, the students eagerly prepared themselves for the assessment. They gathered outside, eagerly searching the surroundings for the arrival of the mage. Suddenly, a fast-moving object caught their attention. Alden, one of the children, exclaimed, "Hey! Look! Something is approaching us at an incredible speed!"

The children's curiosity was piqued as they all wondered about the mysterious object. Just then, Yota walked over, beaming with confidence. "Hehe! Let this big brother of yours tell you about what it is," he declared proudly.

Excitedly, Alden asked, "Wow, Brother Yota! Do you know what it is?"

Yota huffed, "Hmph! Of course, who else but I would know?"

The children implored, "Tell us, Brother Yota! Please!"

Yota cleared his throat dramatically and announced, "That, my friends, is a magical matchbox-type thingy!"

The children stared at him in disbelief, their expressions showing their disappointment.

Yota felt the weight of their gazes and stammered, "W-What? Why are you all looking at me like that?"

A voice interrupted the silence. Ric, walking over calmly, tapped Yota on the shoulder and stated matter-of-factly, "That is a TX-087 Car from the Velheim Kingdom. It's used for fast travel over long distances."

Wide-eyed, Yota exclaimed, "Wait, that's not magic?! Then how is it moving so quickly?"

Ric replied with a hint of exasperation, "Didn't you hear me? I just said it's from the Kingdom of Velheim. Don't tell me you slacked off during class."

Yota nervously protested, "U-Uhm, no, I didn't!"

Alden chimed in, "Come on, Brother! You shouldn't slack off like that!"

Yota, feeling a bit ashamed, mumbled, "Then, you tell us, what is the Kingdom of Velheim?"

Alden nervously protested, "U-Uhm, Why should I?!"

Ric let out a heavy sigh and responded, "Haaa... There are four kingdoms corresponding to the four classes. The Kingdom of Warriors is Alcra, where we live, the Kingdom of Mages is Magus, the Kingdom of Healers is Rivios, and the Kingdom of Alchemists is Velheim."

The children listened attentively, absorbing the information. Ric continued, "Each kingdom specializes in training individuals for their respective classes, and they have unique traditions and cultures associated with them."

"W-wait, so you mean to say that's alchemy?" Yota asked Ric, seeking clarification.

Ric nodded and replied, "Yes, it's alchemy. But why are they here in a car? A broom should be sufficient for a mage."

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As the car arrived and came to a halt in front of the orphanage, the children gathered around it with bubbling excitement. The door swung open, and a towering figure emerged, causing the children to take a step back in fear. The man scowled at them and barked, "Tch! Move away, you pests! What do you think you're doing crowding around a noble's car, huh?!"

Seeing the children scared, Yota's anger flared, and he started to march towards the man, but Ric swiftly stepped in, halting his friend's impulsive actions. "Wait, Yota, don't be reckless!" Ric urged.

Confused, Yota protested, "Huh?! Didn't you hear what that ba-" Before he could finish his sentence, Ric covered Yota's mouth with his hand and whispered, "Yota, that's a noble's car, even though this knuckle head doesn't look like it, he might be a servant of a noble. We can't mess with the noble, And remember, the old man detests curses."

Ric released his hand, and Yota questioned, "Then, do you want me to keep silent?"

"No, but insult him in an educated and legal manner without resorting to curses, and without insulting the noble behind him, like this..." Ric whispered calmly in Yota's ear.

Yota paused for a moment, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. He stepped forward and shouted, "Hey! You piece of human feces! You son of a witch! How dare you utter such vile words towards innocent children! I wonder how hard must It be for your master to contain a bull head like you. They must be a very generous human being to handle you, who is a paragon of manners! nothing more than vilest of the garbage dump in a sewer!"

The man's fury grew, and he started advancing, his voice seething with anger. "You vermin! Now you've done it!" he spat out, his face red with rage.

Ric swiftly stepped in front of Yota, standing his ground. He calmly stated, "Under the Imperial Law of Alcra, Act 2, Clause 1087, assaulting someone without cause is considered a crime. If committed by a noble, it is deemed a misuse of authority. The assaulter is subject to two years of imprisonment and a fine of 100 gold coins if paid. If the fine is not paid, the sentence extends to three years of imprisonment. So, Mr self proclaimed Noble, do you believe you can afford the consequences?" Ric's tone carried a hint of mischief.

"W-what?! A peasant like you dares to"

"Stop right there, Malvin," a commanding voice interrupted.

A young noble child with blonde hair and piercing blue eyes stepped out of the car, exuding an air of authority.

"B-but, sir! He is an orphan! An orphan like him dares to" *SLAP*

The teacher of the orphanage swiftly slapped Malvin across the face, cutting off his disrespectful words.

"How dare you call them orphan, when I am here!" the teacher exclaimed, his voice laced with anger and disappointment.

Ric, shocked and concerned about the teacher, approached and asked, "Hey, old man, why are you-"

"Don't worry, my child. I will take full responsibility," the teacher interrupted, a calm smile on his face.

Ric couldn't help but wonder, "Did he do that so that all the blame goes to him and not us?"

Meanwhile, Malvin, consumed by his rage, raised his fists, ready to strike them.

"You commoner peice of ****!" he shouted, his fist clenched tightly. As he was about to hit the old man with his fist, a soft but cold voice interrupted

"Chain Bind!"

Suddenly, a multitude of chains materialized from a magic circle, swiftly binding Malvin and leaving him suspended in the air.

"W-what?!" Malvin stammered, his fury replaced by surprise as he found himself immobilized.

A mage with vibrant purple hair and matching purple eyes descended from the sky and landed gracefully on the ground. It was Chiron, the renowned mage known for his exceptional skills.

"I believe that is enough, Malvin," Chiron calmly stated, his voice carrying authority.

"H-Huh?! Chiron?" Malvin stuttered, his voice filled with disbelief.

Chiron approached the teacher and the children, accompanied by a young lord and his sister, who stepped out from the same car in which malvin came, and introduced

"Greetings, everyone. My name is Chiron, a 5th Circle Mage. And this young lord by my side is Jin Rivious, one of the heirs of the noble Jin family."

Jin Rivious, a dignified young boy, nodded politely to the teacher and the children.