Classes, Part 1

The birds chirped and the morning wind passes by, the tranquil feeling of leaving class early was felt by the two boys.

After making sure Sam was okay, Ren suggested to run as to reach the clinic faster as it was located at the other side of the school. He thought of it for a while, but as to not miss the next class, and because he's already feeling a lot better than before, he agrees. They then ran through campus, walking only after they were halfway there. Whilst Sam was in deep thought, Ren was busy jotting something down. It was an assignment in one of his classes.

As they walked through the campus, passing by multiple classes and a couple of arenas, they finally reached the clinic. A gigantic building four storey tall and 20 meters wide, though this was a normal everyday sight in the academy, they were still astonished by the sheer size of it.

"No matter how many times I see this, I still wonder how they can call it a clinic." Ren said. "It's more of a hospital at this point!"

"Come on." Sam replied.

Both of them entered the building. On first glance it looked like it had an old feeling to it, but upon closer inspection, you can see the expensive building materials used. Marble floors and startling redwood. The quality was obvious, just the thought of scratching it would scare anyone. They were once again reminded just what kind of school this is.

Students were being sent in and out rapidly. With fights and duels being a normal thing in the school, it was as expected. After a quick admiration and appreciation, they rushed through the halls to the "minor injuries" section and knocked on a door to the far left.

"Come on in..." An old man called.

Ren opens the door and they both entered, closing the door behind them before taking a seat.

"What seems to be...the problem?" The man said as he looks at them head to toe.

"Ah you see, my friend here..." Just before he could finish, the old man immediately answered.

"Oh he's..fine..it's just a good ol' mana strain...A mana flow interruption of you will..." He said.

"Phew, that's a relief." Ren sighed.

"Wow, that was quick." Added Sam.

"We gotta go now, thanks uncle!" He said as he grabs Sam's arm and pulls him out of the room.

They suddenly stormed out of the room, startling a nurse walking by. Because of the amount of injured students, it's been made a rule that every minor injury will have a visit time maximum of 5 minutes to avoid overcrowding. It was inevitable for a prestigious school which functions just like a military one.

"No problem boy, come back when you feel something is wrong..." The kind uncle muttered whilst he closed the door.

"What's the rush?" Sam exclaimed as they exit the clinic and ran.

"It's time for the next class! The teacher there is strict remember?" Ren answered whilst speeding up.

"Oh, I see." Sam answered.

Strict teacher? From what I remembered he wasn't that strict? Well, at least to me. Some may say otherwise.

Lucas Thorn, 34 years old. A practical skills teacher, teaches a class of 300 students, two of which is Sam and Ren. A black haired man with broad shoulders, tall and has a big build. Not too big to look macho, but just enough to be well toned.

I guess this year he's going to start teaching us for real. Physical training is starting to get old, the same routine everyday for 2 years.

"You must be excited for the next class right?" Ren suddenly uttered.

Sam confused by the question, hesitantly answers. "...No...Why?"

"You're joking right?" Ren stares at Sam with a puzzled face. "Have you forgotten?"

"No..?" Sam replied with a troubled face.

It's right there at my head, but I just can't get a hold of it, just what is it that he's talking about?

"This week is supposed to be our swordsmanship class." Ren said. "Yea...and?"

"You're the best swordsman in class!" He exclaimed in an admiring tone.

I, I see...Is that what I'm forgetting here?

Y, yea, that's right! I'm a swordsman! Before I dabbed into magic, I was practicing the way of the sword! How can I forget something as important as that?! Haa...I've always had a bad memory, but I didn't think it would be this bad. Well, it might've also been because of the mana interruption earlier.

Whilst running, Sam scratched his head and sighed. He had decided to refresh his knowledge, he took a deep breath and started, just like what he had done earlier.

First, magic. There are two types of mages in this world. Which are Corporeal and...Discharger? What a weird name...

Anyways, Corporeals are those who are born without the ability to absorb the mana in the air, and Dischargers are those that can.

Because Corporeals aren't able to use the mana in the air, they use the mana generated by their core to use spells. While Dischargers focus solely on the mana around them than developing their own cores, which in my opinion, is pretty bad, as they're going to be screwed if the place they're in has no mana.

With that, my knowledge on magic is refreshed, let's start with the geography.

He then again took a deep breath and started recollecting himself.

We live in a continent called the Icera Continent, despite the name, the continent has a hot climate. From the knowledge of our ancestors and till the knowledge we have now, it has been concluded that the Icera Continent is the one and only continent in the whole world.

There are over 12 kingdoms in the continent, with me living in the western southern corner of the continent, the Aula Kingdom. As for the other 11, the only ones I know is the Avery Kingdom directly north of Aula Kingdom and the Beasts Confederation, which is also right next to Aula Kingdom, directly east of it.

I've also heard of my parents talking about the Ember Dynasty north east of Avery Kingdom once during dinner.

Ren then suddenly stopped, reaching out his hand to the side to stop Sam. "We're here."

'Already? I was only able to refresh on a couple of topics...I guess the others can wait.' Sam said under his breath.

"Thanks." He replied as he was too deep in thought to realize.

"Good thing we were running in a straight line or else you would have definitely bumped into someone." Ren jokingly said.

Sam laughs awkwardly as they both enter the classroom. Since it was a practical class, which focuses in physical abilities and this one being a weapon focused one, particularly the sword, the classroom is situated in a small arena. two storey's tall and 20 meters wide.

As they both set foot inside the arena, they saw students lining up, making 5 long rows from the blackboard all the way to the entrance. With an elevated field to the left.

"Woah, that's a lot of students." Ren said. "I wonder what's the occasion?"

It looks like there are over 500 students here, that's more than usual! Well, it's not like 300 students is a small number... But still, the place is completely packed!

"Hey you two!" A tall black haired man called.

Woah, look at his broad shoulders. That's teacher Lucas right?

"What're you doing there day dreaming, line up! We're starting!" He shouted.

"Ah, yes sir!" They replied.

Why are we lining up though? Can't we sit down on our seats?

Sam looks infront of the line, seeing Lucas tend to the students with a clip board on his left hand and a pen on the other. Upon the sight, he stops complaining.

...It looks like teacher Lucas is still handling the other students, it's best to not add anymore problems-

"What're you-", A girl suddenly cuts and lines up infront of Ren and taps Sam's back, "Hello!".

"Huh?" He turns around.

"You!"

She's!

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