”Too weak! Hit with more strength. ”

The boy continued to strike more and more, gaining momentum with each hit. However, all were easily parried by the muscular man in sports wears.

”Use your whole body, not just your hand! ”

”Tch. ”

He tried, only to receive even more muscle strains. His eye twitched due to the pain

”Move around more, boy. Constant repositioning is a must on the battlefield. Your mobility can save you when the time comes. ”

The man decided it was time to end the lesson.

He struck with a heavy downward slash, breaking the boys guard as he tried to parry it.

”Keough! ” The boy groaned

He then followed up with a body slam, causing the boy to fall over, ending with the wooden blade at his throat

”Good work today, Jun. I can see some improvements. ”

”Thank you, sir. ” Jun spoke up tiredly

”Right. I still wonder why you chose the combat department instead of logistics. The test and even our sparrings told me you are better off working in the latter. ”

Jun stood up and walked toward the swords rest. After putting the sword down, he turned his head back, facing his teacher.

”I believe Ive already told you the answer before, sir. ”

He proclaimed with a smile.

”You were serious? ”

”You know what kind of person I am right? ”

The man sighed. He knew he couldn get anything more out of Jun.

”Im gonna go to the cafeteria for dinner. See you around, sir. ”

Jun leaves the training hall quietly.

”… ”

The man stood there, thinking deeply about his student.

That kid…I still can figure him out. Strange one.


Let me introduce myself again.

Im Jun, an average 16 years old. To describe myself, I would say Im quite lazy and forgetful and I have a habit of self-narrating, such is what Im doing on my way to the cafeteria.

Born and raised by a passionate single mother, I grew up nicely in the city. Well, that was quite a few years ago, since my mother, unfortunately, passed away. However, she left behind a fortune along with her will, hoping I get into a good school. And so here I was, at one of the most prestigious institutions ever, Astrea.

From what I heard, this school was built through a combined effort of the previous Hero Eldric, the great warlock Aesir and many countries around 100 years ago for training future heroes who will protect humanity.

There are a total of 4 years in the academy, each split into 5 classes from A-D and the special class S, which is where Im in for whatever reason I don know.

Anyways, Ive been here for 3 months and things have been great for the most part since my class was peaceful with mostly everyone minding their own business. Ive made a few friends with who I could casually interact without any problem. I do have to take extra fighting lessons but they
e not a bother since I enjoy them quite a bit. In other words, its the Perfect.School.Life!

As I reached the cafeteria, a familiar voice called out to me

”Over here, Jun. ”

”Coming~ ”

Sitting down at the table of two, comprised of a brown-haired girl with glasses and a handsome blond-haired boy who were Julie and Conor, I was hit with the usual question

”Private lessons with Mr. Aaron again? ” Conor asked

”Yes. ”

”Im jealous. You
e studying in the best class, and you even have a free quality private tutor. Can anyone even

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