Reincarnated With Three Unique Skills

"Name?"

"Zytherion Myraldor."

"Home world?"

"Mythraldor."

"Mythraldor? Never heard of it."

"It's a newly discovered one. You could say we come from a primitive galaxy."

"Oh, interesting..." The administrative official narrowed his eyes at Aengus' half-hearted reply but decided against pressing further. He wasn't able detect any lies either.

In a realm as vast and boundless as theirs, it wasn't uncommon for stars, planets, and entire systems to be born and destroyed within moments. Keeping track of every celestial entity was an impossible task they had yet to master.

Moreover, the academy's regulations didn't mandate deep scrutiny into a student's background—at least, not on the surface. Hidden investigations were another matter entirely.

The man scribbled something onto his tablet before continuing. "Alright, let's proceed with the formalities. You'll need to undergo a basic combat and law aptitude test to finalize your registration."

"Alright," Aengus replied calmly.

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From there, he was led into a room equipped with various devices, and a group of seven sharp-eyed elderly men observed from a viewing platform above.

"Student, step inside," Amir instructed, pointing toward the training room filled with wooden dolls wielding real, razor-sharp swords. "Survive their attacks for five minutes without being hit even once, and you'll pass the test."

Aengus stepped in, his demeanor confident and nonchalant, which immediately piqued the interest of the observers.

"Good, this lad isn't a coward," one of the older men remarked with a smirk. "Most of the previous students would hesitate, flinch, or even falter at the thought of getting hurt. I see none of those qualities in him. He's a seedling worth nurturing."

"Eh, don't be so quick to judge, old man," another chimed in skeptically. "What if he's just bluffing, putting on a show to hide his nerves?"

"Bluffing or not, someone with mastery of Space Law isn't likely to underestimate their own abilities," the first man retorted. "Let's see how he handles himself."

"Amir, what marks are you expecting from the young man? Do you think he could score above 70%?"

"Uh, I'm not sure, elder," Amir replied hesitantly.

"Seventy percent? Aren't your expectations a bit too high?" another elder scoffed. "Sure, he has Supreme Law talent, but that doesn't automatically make him supreme in combat or progress. We've seen many Space Law talents stagnate, barely progressing even after years. Not everyone can be like Emperor Dimitri, you know."

"Relax, you two," a third elder interjected with an exasperated sigh. "We'll see his comprehension and progress soon enough. Let the test play out, and we'll have our answers. Just stay quiet for a few minutes."

The other elders nodded, focusing their attention on the training room through the reinforced glass window.

Inside, as the training room activated, the wooden dolls sprang to life, their movements fluid and unnervingly precise. The gleam of their swords under the artificial light added an edge of danger, making it clear this test was no mere formality.

Aengus merely smiled, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, as if he was waiting for the perfect moment to act.

The first mechanical doll lunged at Aengus with blinding speed—fast enough to overwhelm an ordinary Seeker. To Aengus, however, it was mere child's play.

In an instant, he disappeared through Space Teleportation, evading the attack with effortless precision.

Before the onlookers could even blink, another doll's sword sliced through the air where he had reappeared. Aengus dodged this strike just as effortlessly, showcasing his flawless control over space.

In the next few minutes, he not only evaded the relentless attacks but also countered with expertise. By employing Space Collapse, he destroyed several dolls with minimal effort, their mechanical forms crumpling as if crushed by an invisible force.

He refrained from revealing the full extent of his capabilities, opting instead to showcase just enough skill to secure himself a favorable position within the Academy. Displaying too much would only draw unnecessary attention, something he didn't need at this stage.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

But perhaps his perception was too high.

Unbeknownst to him, his so called "ordinary" display was more than enough to leave the observers in awe. His casual demeanor and mastery of space had already established him as an exceptional talent, far exceeding their expectations.

The elders exchanged glances, their expressions ranging from impressed to utterly speechless.

Aengus stepped out of the training room precisely at the five-minute mark, as per the conditions. Despite his calculated display, the elders now realized he could have easily gone further.

Their expressions turned to regret, murmuring amongst themselves, "We might have missed witnessing a perfect score."

"What's the final mark?" someone asked eagerly.

The group shifted their focus to the monitor, anticipation thick in the air.

Moments later, the results flashed on the screen:

Combat: 100/100

Law Comprehension—Space (Estimated): 3.4%

Potential: 93 / 100

Overall Score: 95.7%

"That's amazing! Another Supreme Talent with Supreme Law!"

"96%... Haha! See? I told you he'd achieve an impressive score!" the old man who had been optimistic earlier said smugly, glancing at the discontented elder with a victorious grin.

The other elder, whose face burned with embarrassment, merely shrugged. "Well, whatever... He's good, but I still think he's holding back too much. There's more to this boy than he's letting on."

"Well, that shows the wise side of this young man. One should never be too arrogant or conceited like I once was. I'm liking the young man more and more. He's young, handsome, and full of potential. He could be a World Dominator eventually if things go right," one elder remarked with a nod of approval.

"If you like him so much, why don't you marry him to your granddaughter, old man?" another teased.

"Oh, that I would have, if only I had one..."

Amir interrupted, stepping into the conversation,

"Elders, enough, enough. If the evaluation is over, I should proceed with his admission."

The elders fell silent, though their gazes toward Aengus now held a spark of piqued interest.

Surely, the announcement of his Supreme Talent with an 96% score would create ripples throughout the Academy.

Aengus observed their reactions, realizing he may have overdone things.

"Whatever..." he muttered with a shrug.

He knew this would put him in the spotlight for a while, but he also understood that he wasn't the only one with Supreme Talent in Tiamat Academy.

With that, he followed Amir to complete the rest of the formalities for admission.