Lily transmigrated into a magical world and became a freshman at a magic academy.
With extremely low affinity for all four elements, she was destined to be at the very bottom of the mage hierarchy.
But Lily wanted to say: Magic doesn’t have to be so inconvenient!
On the magic arena—
“Spirits of Water, heed my call in the form of hydrogen and oxygen!”
A little splash was nothing to fear—but the arena was blasted into a deep crater.
When the academy fell under the erosion of dark forces—
“Spirits of Air, carry my will in the form of carbon monoxide!”
A gentle breeze brushed past, but the infiltrators it touched collapsed in agony one after another.
Rumors spread: The true orthodoxy of dark magic lies in the academy! It’s that woman! She’s using basic magic to produce forbidden effects!
Lily waved her hands frantically, refusing to take the blame: “What dark magic? This is just plain old science magic.”
Sorry, mages—times have changed!
