Book 1: Chapter 42: Registration Part III

Book 1: Chapter 42: Registration Part III

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Lets get down to it then, the old man says, glancing between me and Allen in the process. The Fall semester begins in a week, next Monday. You are expected to attend the Semester Opening Ceremony the day before the first day, on Sunday, where the speeches will be held by the faculty and the student council president, following which a tournament will be set up. During this, the Guardians may challenge other Guardians within their same Class and year. This is to set up the rankings for that year.L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.

My mouth parts open at the mention of rankings.

I knew the Guardian Universities were competitive, but damn isnt that a bit much?

Many new Guardians tend to wonder why we do things with a ranking system, so Ill just tell you this now. Its there to inspire Guardians to go out and fight in the Fractures. Otherwise, many of our more spoiled students wouldnt bother as theyre already given most of what they want in life without having to risk their own lives to get it, the old man says, answering my unasked question as if it were normal. You will be sent two uniforms soon, one of which has pants and the other a skirt. Which one you wear will be up to you, but you are only required to wear the uniform during social gatherings such as the Semester Opening Ceremony. And you do not have to wear it when in combat, such as the tournament that follows the Ceremony.

I let out a breath of relief at hearing that.

Because Im really not a fan of uniforms.

Its also quite nice that the skirts arent required, because the one that Denise girl was wearing looked too short in my opinion. So even if I wasnt against wearing skirts in the first place, that isnt something I would be caught dead wearing.

The corner of the old mans mouth twitches slightly most likely in amusement at seeing my visible relief before he continues, The ranking you get in the tournament will decide what group youre put into. The Regular one, the Advanced one, and the Top Class one. Each of these groups have different permissions across campus and are given different levels of assistance by the faculty. And the higher your rank is, the more priority youll get for the Fractures in the city. Since youll be temporarily working under the universities name alongside your work under the Silver Association while youre a student here. He pauses here to glance at Allen as he asks, Im assuming she will be getting combat training during this next week?

Allen nods his head, prompting Alfred to turn back to me as he says, Then I would also suggest you fight in one of the Fractures of the next Demonic Assault to get some more levels before fighting in the tournament.

I nod my head, Of course.

I nod my head, not really understanding some of it since he hasnt exactly told me of all of his problems. Just that the other Associations and universities probably want me and dont like how quickly I was snatched up by someone else.

Youll probably end up being harassed a little bit by the other Associations as they try to convince you to join them and leave the Silver Association. So tell me if they try anything you cant handle, Allen says, a serious look on his face. And I mean it. Dont just deal with everything yourself like you always tend to do.

I purse my lips for a second before reluctantly nodding my head.

Good. Theres nothing else for the rest of the day, so do whatever, he says while getting up from the sofa and walking over to his desk. I have a bunch of paperwork to get through thanks to you.

I cant help but raise an eyebrow at that, only to shrug a second later as I begin to walk out of the room. But right before I close the door, I tell Allen, Thank you for all your help.

He pauses and literally drops a piece of paper he had been holding before I shut the door, not giving him the chance to respond.

Allens helped me a lot in these past few days, even if I sometimes get annoyed at his assistance. And especially in the forceful manner he sometimes approaches it.

Guess he really does think of me as a daughter of sorts, just like Sage and Sylver keep implying.

A tiny smile makes its way onto my face at the warm thought before going away again as I begin walking down the hall.

Time to get breakfast, since I was never able to eat that. Although by now itd be lunch.

Because Im starving.