Chapter 40: Powerful Instructor
The morning sun filtered through the training arena, and I caught a glimpse of Lyra and Freya giving their all in the magic strength test with Professor Alden.
Lyra was in her element, weaving together support magic with [High Support Magic: Sanctuary], which creates a protective barrier around its area, protecting against dark magic attacks and increasing mental strength. Then, she transitioned into a combat spell, summoning a swirling [High Water Magic: Water Prison]—a technique Rosan had personally taught her. Professor Alden is surprised to learn Lyra can use a level of High Magic equivalent to a Rank A Magic Knight.
Freya, on the other hand, was all fire and ferocity. Her magical sword, which had grown noticeably larger and more powerful, hummed with energy as she unleashed a flurry of strikes [Magic Sword Release: Burning Strike, Maximum Output]. When she followed up with a new fire spell that engulfed her blade in roaring flames, even Professor Alden seemed impressed. Both of them were clearly progressing rapidly, and their determined efforts paid off when the professor hinted, they might reach Rank A soon.
Their success filled me with admiration, but my attention was quickly drawn to the swordsmanship test taking place on the other side of the training grounds. It was my turn soon, and I had no time to relax.
Standing at the center of the arena was Instructor Morgan. He cut an imposing figure with his sleek black hair tied just above his shoulders, his dark sunglasses obscuring his eyes, and a long, flowing coat concealing an array of weapons. Every movement he made radiated precision and confidence, like a predator calmly observing its prey.
One by one, the other students faced him, and one by one, they fell.
Kael, with his signature flaming sword and shiny bald head, charged at Morgan with all his strength, but it wasn’t enough. The instructor parried each of his strikes effortlessly, delivering a swift counterattack that knocked him out of the ring. Then came Marius, who put up a spirited fight but was ultimately overwhelmed by Morgan’s superior skill and unrelenting pressure.
"He’s a monster..." Marius muttered as he trudged back to the sidelines.
Now, it was Luna’s turn.
Luna stepped forward, her twin swords gleaming in the sunlight. Her expression was calm and focused as she entered her stance. She didn’t waste any time, launching into a series of swift, precise attacks that forced Morgan to defend himself.
Her movements were graceful yet deadly, a testament to her mastery of Solarblade Swordsmanship, a technique passed down in her family. Each swing of her blades left a shimmering trail of light as if the sun itself guided her strikes.