Chapter 112: Announcement (2)

"Regardless, what you said is right. All these improvements are just through exercises and some pointers, which is nuts," Tam said. "considering all the theoretical classes on attributes and energy manipulation had not been that fruitful. I almost slept through most of the class, even with my high attributes. Other than this training session with Instructor Warden, I am most disappointed in this goal.

Like who wants to hear a theory about how dungeons are formed when all you can do is kill monsters?"

"There are plenty of people."

"We are only the freshmen. The first half of the year was mostly spent on teaching us the basics," Arsala said in her stoic voice, as if she had an answer to any question. "Just wait until the competitions begin with other classes."

After a quarter of a year spent in training and learning, the thousands of freshmen divided into dozens of classes would compete with each other to get more benefits in various forms like academic credits, rare weapons or potions, and even valuable instruction from the professors.

There are various competitions, like traditional war games, martial competitions, an endurance test, mobility, and all sorts of things. The monthly and yearly rankings depend highly on these competitions.

"I am waiting for just—"

"Your two minutes of rest are up," they heard the instructor say coldly. "Change your opponent and begin sparring."

They stood back up into action immediately lest they irritate the instructor even more.

* * *

Soon the class came to an end, and Warden finally decided it was time for the announcement. With all the students resting on their butts—some on their backs—Warden opened his mouth.

"As many of you know, combat instructors are given 200 points a month to distribute to the students who perform the best in training," Warden said. As the talk of credits came to surface, the students' mood lit up, and thinking Warden might be giving them those credit points now. "I did a little check on how many credits the freshmen get from the school.

"Maybe, maybe not," Warden said with a smile. Leaving a mystery will only make them to try harder. "Though I reckon most of it will be related to the drills, you perform during the class. I would also add some energy manipulation and endurance training in the coming days. So look forward to that."

A few other students raised their hands and asked common questions like if anyone could earn or how many of them could win. As Warden hadn't decided on everything, he silenced them all, saying they would know more on the day of the tournament.

With this, the class was dismissed.

***

A couple of days passed since Warden's training in the Phantom Accursed Valley, and he had only grown stronger since then. He had plans of dungeon diving with Jason tomorrow, so he decided to contact June for their training and confirm some of his suspicions. Obviously, he wanted to know more about what was going on with her life as well.

He had only seen her a couple of times in the last two days and hadn't exchanged much talk between them. There seemed to be a gloomy air around her.

Reaching her apartment, he found its door unlocked. Without bothering to call her up, he welcomed himself. He hadn't reached the drawing room as a deep, emotion-invested argument came to his ears.

"What have you even accomplished with these squabbling humans?" A male voice said, which Warden discerned to be of Andryl's. "I'm telling you again they are not worth your time."

"And you're worth of my time?" June said. "Aren't I merely a prospect with a broken path to you and all the elders? What can I even be of use to them?"

"It's not a broken path," Andryl argued. "With the menders and treasures, you can return to your previous self."

"And what price do I have to pay for it?" June said. Getting no answer for a while, she added, "I don't want to hear more about it."

Then she saw Warden standing at the door.