CHAPTER - 16

  - One week later -

  Students: Today we should have physical training, if I’m not mistaken.

  "The new professor arrives today, right?!"

  "We’ll make him so mad that he won’t ever come back! AHAHA!"

  Narrator: An oppressive aura filled the classroom, suffocating every conversation and instantly silencing the second-year advanced class.

  The air grew denser, charged with an invisible yet undeniable tension, and even the boldest students felt a shiver run down their spines.

  Leonhart Falken: What’s going on?! Why is there so much tension?!

  Everyone felt cold, and no one was speaking anymore.

  Who’s about to arrive?!

  Narrator: The class fell silent as they saw the person stepping through the doorway—someone who shouldn’t have been there, yet there he was.

  Every breath became heavier, every gaze fixated on him with a mix of disbelief and tension.

  No one dared to speak, as if words could shatter the fragile balance of this surreal moment.

  Dav De Lion: Is greeting a professor in the morning no longer a thing?

  Students: GOOD MORNING, SIR! IT’S AN HONOR TO HAVE YOU IN OUR CLASS!

  SIR LION, THE NATIONAL HERO!

  Dav: Sit down and be quiet.

  Professor Eldrin Voss, I apologize for this commotion.

  I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.

  Professor Eldrin Voss: It’s not your fault.

  They’re students, after all, and quite noisy at this age.

  From today, Professor Lion and I, will hold our lessons in the arena so that we can train and assist you in every possible way.

  Students: The hero himself is going to train us?!

  I wonder how strong we’ll become!

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  Narrator: Their excitement quickly faded the moment they stepped into the arena with him—Dav…

  Dav: On alternating days, three times a week, I expect to see you here in the arena on time.

  If even one of you is late by a single minute, you’ll be forced to do 100 push-ups for every minute that passes.

  I hope your alarm clock doesn’t betray you.

  Now, all of you, grab a wooden sword.

  Students: Professor, but we’re mages.

  Normally, we use a staff, a wand, or a rod.

  Dav: Mages, you too.

  Don’t make me repeat myself.

  Narrator: He said it while releasing such a powerful killing intent that the students didn’t need to hear it a second time.

  Dav: For the next two hours, perform as many lunges as you can with your swords.

  I want to see your hands in pieces, you bastards.

  Students: What kind of crappy training is this?!

  Students: Shut up!

  Students: Don’t get us in trouble with your complaints!

  Professor Eldrin Voss: May I ask why even the mages are doing lunges?

  I’m quite curious.

  (He asked while stroking his long gray beard.)

  Dav: The basics are important. A mage won’t survive long in war relying only on magic.

  They expect to become strong in a single day and to learn the secrets of aura and mana as if it were nothing.

  Without a foundation, all of that will be useless, professor.

  Professor Eldrin Voss: I hope they don’t actually get hurt…

  But if you say so, I trust you, Professor Lion.

  Leonhart Falken: I don’t know why he’s making us do this kind of training… but I have a lot of faith in our professor!

  I’ll work so hard that he’ll have to notice me.

  Narrator: She remained in the background, watching—Elysia Valenhart.

  Dav noticed this, but for two weeks, he said nothing and continued training the other students.

  The following day, it was time for a mana comprehension lesson with Professor Kael Solis.

  They explained the structure of mana using a student as an example.

  Dav: I need a student willing to bare his chest and show everyone how mana works. Any volunteers?

  - Silence -

  Dav: I’ll add 200 push-ups to tomorrow’s training if no one steps forward.

  Finian Arlo: I’ll do it!

  Dav: Step forward. What’s your name?

  Finian Arlo: My name is Finian Arlo, second-year advanced class, 15 years old, mage class, single ,sir!

  Dav: ok.. Good. Take off your shirt and don’t move.

  Mana flows inside some of you as if it were natural energy.

  Without it, you’d feel overwhelmed and might even faint.

  In the worst case, you could die if you tried to resist and push through.

  Mana is like many lines, and now I’ll show you.

  As you can see, mana lines are visible from the back, running from the head down to the legs.

  Now, I’ll make sure you can see them better.

  Narrator: With his Mana Manipulation ability, the students could clearly see the mana moving, flowing endlessly through the body like blood in well-nourished and well-rested veins.

  They were so focused that they didn’t look away for even a second throughout the lesson.

  Dav: Class is over. See you tomorrow for training.

  Remember—no late arrivals.

  Students: Have a good day, professors!

  Kael Solis: Professor Lion, I’m speechless!

  You’re truly an incredible teacher!

  Even though I already knew these things, hearing you explain them made me want to learn more—

  even though I already know a bit, haha…

  Dav: Then, the day after tomorrow, I hope to see you again to assist me, professor.

  Kael Solis: You can count on me, professor!

  I wish you a great day.

  Dav: Same to you, professor.

  (thoughtful) Elysia Valenhart, you came to listen to me again today.

  Then why aren’t you training, I wonder?

  Tomorrow, I’ll make sure to find out.

  END OF CHAPTER - 16