Chapter 7
The morning air felt unusually tense.
Roxy stood still in the yard.
"…Today," she said slowly,
"…we test King-tier magic."
Even saying it felt surreal.
King-tier magic was not something casually taught.
It required:
Immense mana reserves
Advanced control
Years—sometimes decades—of practice
And yet—
She was about to ask a child.
"…This is beyond advanced," she added.
"…Even many professional mages never reach this level."
Rudeus nodded.
"…Okay."
No tension.
No anticipation.
Just acceptance.
"…Create a large-scale spell," Roxy said.
"…Something that affects the entire surrounding area."
She stepped back.
"…And don't worry about failure."
Rudeus raised his hand.
But this time—
He didn't immediately act.
"…King-tier…"
He considered the concept.
Not as a rank—
But as a result.
Wide range.
High output.
Stable structure.
"…Understood."
Mana surged.
Not violently—
But massively.
The air itself began to shift.
Clouds gathered unnaturally fast.
Wind patterns changed.
Moisture condensed at scale.
Roxy's eyes widened.
"…He's not casting…"
"…He's altering the environment…"
Rain began to fall.
Not randomly—
But precisely.
Controlled down to each droplet.
The entire area around the Greyrat home—
Enveloped.
A perfect large-scale water phenomenon.
No chant.
No delay.
No instability.
"…That's King-tier…"
Roxy whispered.
"…Instantly…"
Rudeus lowered his hand.
The rain stopped immediately.
Clouds dispersed.
The sky returned to normal.
"…That's enough, right?"
Roxy didn't answer right away.
Because what she had just witnessed—
Wasn't mastery.
It was dominance.
"…You didn't struggle at all."
"…No."
"…You didn't even think about it."
"…Not really."
Silence.
"…Then King-tier… isn't your limit."
Rudeus shook his head.
"…No."