Next day...
The training hall assigned for the afternoon lecture was unusually quiet. Unlike normal combat lessons where the place echoed with clashing weapons and shouting cadets, today everyone sat in a wide semicircle on the stone floor. In front of them stood Instructor Aesa with a wooden desk beside her.
On top of the desk rested several objects: a clear mana crystal, a metal box sealed with multiple locking runes, and a chalkboard already filled with complicated mana diagrams.
The students were whispering among themselves, their curiosity obvious.
And among them a group of four stood at a corner.
I looked at the black doggy and crimson-haired chick.
"Why are you sticking close to me?"
"We didn't!" both of them refuted at the same time.
Elderic leaned slightly toward the red-haired girl beside him and muttered quietly, "If this turns into another training session where we end up in the infirmary, I'm resigning from being alive."
Reed snorted. "You're still alive?"
