Never before had there been a moment when Willis felt that merging the memories of her original self was so incredibly useful.
She had only been in this world for a short time, and without the memories of the original Willis, she would have been completely lost.
Not to mention everything else, just a few hours ago during that ambush on the road—if she hadn’t had the help of the original Willis’s memories and experience, she would have surely died.
And now, Willis thoroughly felt the benefits that came from having those past memories.
At this moment, standing beneath the bright glow of the Magic Circle, numerous eyes were fixed on her, waiting to see her fail.
Only a handful sensed what Willis intended to do, but none dared to speak.
Seated high on the cloud platform, Emperor Lubas Egbert narrowed his eyes. He hadn’t seen this daughter of his in a long time, but now she seemed different from the Willis he remembered.
Yet what remained unchanged was the proud and aloof soul of the Imperial Princess.
“As this student said, one who only has strength as a mage cannot serve as a teacher, much less instruct others… then may I ask—”
While speaking, Willis raised her right hand. Slowly, her spiritual energy and mana began to flow, and a dazzling Magic Circle gradually took shape.
The students and teachers below watched her with curiosity, not understanding what she was about to do.
But some professors had already seen through Willis’s trap and shook their heads in resignation.
Sighing—An Imperial Princess of the Empire is truly no ordinary person; the girl from the Laiensi Family is likely to suffer a loss here.
Soon, the Magic Circle in Willis’s hand was complete.
Her voice was soft, yet filled with undeniable authority, looking down on everyone below.
“May I ask this student, do you know what this unactivated Magic Circle in my hand is?”
Faced with Willis’s question, Ofilia Laiensi was momentarily unable to guess her intention, though inwardly she cursed.
What timing is this?
This witch wants to stall—I want to see what trick she’s up to!
As the so-called Genius Mage of the Laiensi Family, Ofilia immediately recognized the origin of the Magic Circle Willis held with just a glance.
She sneered, “Her Highness the Princess holds in her hand the most basic Illumination Spell of Light Magic. It hasn’t even been optimized; it’s the original version.”
“May I ask what Your Highness intends to do? Or is this all you can do—the simplest Illumination Spell? You don’t even know any of the more advanced ones?”
On the Vistoria Continent, although there were restrictions on magical affinity, among the many magic systems, some basic spells were accessible to everyone.
Because these spells were so elementary, even those without affinity for that school of magic could use them well.
Willis had just taken advantage of this fact to cast the fundamental Illumination Spell of Light Magic.
Willis ignored Ofilia’s provocation and continued, “Since you know this is the basic Illumination Spell, do you remember who created it?”
“Of course I know! It was created 3,714 years ago by the Great Sage Bulwil Hadru!”
Ofilia’s tone grew angry as she spoke.
“Princess, please don’t change the subject. Even if you’re trying to buy time, it won’t change the fact that your power is insufficient!”
The blonde girl proudly tossed her hair, knowledge she had memorized long ago.
Willis wanted to make her lose face and back down with these basic questions—that was impossible!
But to her surprise, Willis nodded approvingly.
“This student speaks correctly; the basic Illumination Spell was indeed created thousands of years ago by the Sage Bulwil Hadru.”
“His Illumination Spell was later improved by succeeding generations, continuing to this day and widely used across the entire continent—visible in every household.”
“But I have a question. According to historical records, although Bulwil was called the Great Sage…”
Willis smiled at the corner of her mouth and looked at Ofilia.
“Student, do you know how strong that deceased Great Sage was during his lifetime?”
At that instant, a chill ran down Ofilia’s spine. Clever as she was, she had already understood.
Her small fists clenched tightly, knuckles turning white.
Willis Egbert! You cruel woman!
But under countless gazes, even if she did not answer, everyone would know.
Ofilia grit her teeth and spat, “The Sage Bulwil Hadru was only ever an Apprentice Mage until his death!”
“Oh, how interesting… to have such a low level of power and yet be called a Sage, a Great Sage.”
Willis’s teasing words pierced Ofilia’s chest like a blade, making it hard for her to breathe.
“Then I ask, how many students did this Great Sage have during his lifetime?”
“Countless, like stars in the sky and grains of sand on the earth!”
Ofilia’s delicate body trembled.
Willis pressed on relentlessly: “And what were the deeds of this Great Sage? How many disciples did he teach?”
“He created countless spells that have been passed down to this day, from basic to advanced—everything!”
Ofilia’s eyes blazed with fury, but she still refused to back down.
“His disciples ranged from the Royalty and Nobles down to the Commoners, revering him as a godly teacher!”
“Indeed!” Willis clapped her hands once and asked again, “I have also heard that not only was there the Great Sage, but also Wizya Ahern from a few hundred years ago, Galahad Stanny from over a century ago…”
“Even Leopold Kelly, one of the founders of the Imperial Royal Academy. This Princess has heard that they, like the Great Sage, had low power yet taught countless students.”
Though her voice was soft, it made Ofilia break out in a cold sweat.
And the fierce, ever-changing rhetoric Willis wielded made some of the students and teachers present perspire nervously.
“This Princess asks you, throughout history there have been many such figures. Do you still believe that low power means one cannot be a teacher? Or do you think I, an Empire Princess, am unworthy to be a mere teacher at this Academy?”
Willis’s words struck like a fierce storm. Ofilia was as helpless as a small boat caught in raging waves.
She bit her lip hard, eyes burning with fury, desperately suppressing the rage that was about to overflow.
Almost breaking her silver teeth she stammered, “S-s-s-student dare not!”
“Then, does that mean I have the qualification to serve?”
Though seemingly ordinary words, the answer could only be one!
To deny it would be to insult those sages who had made immense contributions to magic and the world!
Their influence was not just in books but in the faith of nations—undeniable!
If denied, the consequences would be far worse than simply removing the Empire Princess from this teaching position!
Such a heavy accusation would surely be more than even the Laiensi Family could bear!
Ofilia was no fool; now she could only follow Willis’s lead and grudgingly say, “Very well!”
But she was not willing to accept it.
“Since Her Highness uses the words of the sages, this student will not mind that you have not yet created any spells yourself, and will only ask—”
Ofilia took a deep breath, struggling to calm her emotions, then met Willis’s gaze.
“If you became a teacher with such low power as those sages, but you yourself only have one spell at a proficient level, far below the threshold of an Apprentice Mage!”
“Using your status and false reputation to gain power—how do you explain that? You are not even an Apprentice Mage!”
“A princess who deceives the world like this—what right do you have to compare yourself to the sages and teach at this Academy!?”
As Ofilia’s words rang out, the crowd gasped. Those from the Laiensi Family nearby showed fearful, trembling expressions.
“Ofilia! What are you saying? Apologize to Her Highness the Princess at once!”
This was no longer about Willis personally, but an insult to the entire Royalty!
Yet at that moment, Emperor Lubas raised his hand to silence the uproar in the hall and said only, “No matter. Continue.”
Calming herself, Ofilia was filled with regret.
But seeing the Emperor made no further inquiry, she felt relieved, then looked challengingly at Willis on the stage.
Let’s see how you handle this!?
Even if you dodge the low power threshold with the sages, I want to see how you solve the problem of your own magic!
Willis Egbert, get out of the Royal Academy!
Unless you kneel and beg me!
And the pain of that night—I will repay it tenfold!
But the next moment, Willis’s actions made Ofilia’s eyes widen in disbelief.