accustomed to remotely fighting like
the Conjurers who, in order to distance themselves from close-range threats,
prepare many layers of spells through multi-casting and chain-casting.” He circles the key words for us to
remember.
Elijah just nods in understanding
as he again writes down, almost word for word, what the professor just
explained.
The class ended with a few more
minor questions from various classmates. As the giant bell tower rang, the professor wrapped up the discussion
and we prepared for our next class.
“I’ll see you at lunch then?” Elijah asks while he was packing up his
bag.
“Sure. The person who gets there first saves
the other a spot in line.” I pat my
friend on the back before leaving through the door.
As I walked through the densely
packed hall, I sensed some gazes here and there after they recognized my
appearance and uniform. On the way
to my next class, which was Practical Mana Manipulation, I realized that there
were quite a bit of students who had bonds. Most weren’t so impressive, like the
horned rat I saw on a student’s shoulder, but there were some rather large
beasts that students were proudly showing off. This boy who looked to be around 15 was
riding on top of a giant lizard and had his chin proudly out. I didn’t even know what that lizard’s name
was but from the amount of mana it had inside its beast core, it couldn’t be
more than a C class mana beast.
When I arrived to my next class, I
noticed that the layout of this room was very different. It was shaped like a miniature arena,
with a battling platform in the middle, encased in a barrier field, and rows of
seats circling around it.
I made my way to a random spot and
sat down. ‘I’m hungry,’ Sylvie grumbles as she starts thumping her head on top
of mine. ‘Yeah, me too; lunch is
still a bit away though, do you want to go and catch something?’ Sylvie nods and scurries off at a speed
that startled me. She was
surprisingly fast when it comes to food.
More and more students started
filling the room after a few minutes. While most were first years, there were some second years that decided
to take this class later.
“May I sit here?” I turn my head to find Kathyln in her
Disciplinary Committee uniform standing besides me.
“Sure, go ahead.” I move my bag that I had on the seat
next to me so she could sit. Her
expression doesn’t change but she does give me a slight bow before removing her
notes, carefully straightening out her skirt in a lady-like manner before
taking a seat.
“Well look who we have here! If it isn’t Princess Kathyln and my
rival, Arthur Leywin.” From the
front of the door, Feyrith spots me as he confidently walks towards where
Kathyln and I were sitting.
Since when did he become my rival…
and a rival in what exactly?
“Aren’t you loud this
morning.” I lean my head on my
hands as I look at him.
“Well it is a fine morning
today. Didn’t the commencement
ceremony today make you excited?” He harrumphs as he takes a seat next to on the other side.
Why is he sitting next to me? I
thought he wasn’t very fond of me.
“While it is a bit late into the
morning, it is still technically the morning so…Good Morning!” A rather upbeat, bulky man that wore a
light armor clapped to get everyone’s attention. He looked more like a low class
Adventurer instead of a Professor but when I inspected his mana core level, I
was surprised to see that he was light yellow stage.
“Well we have quite the crowd of
students. I know my class is always
popular but I’m honored to have this many students! My name is Professor Geist. Welcome
ladies and gents, and welcome DC officers. It is a privilege to have you in my class.” I couldn’t tell whether he was being
sarcastic or not when he directed his little