Chapter 48: Choosing Electives
Adrian’s mind lit up with excitement as the notification flashed in his vision:
’Yes!’ he thought, a grin tugging at his lips. This was what he’d been waiting for. From the Basic Forging Technique to the Basic Shooting Technique, the System’s skills had always given him a boost, guiding his hands and sharpening his focus.
Each one had made learning faster, smoother, like a shortcut to mastery. He couldn’t wait to see how this new skill would help him in hand-to-hand combat.
Maybe it would steady his shaky punches or make his blocks instinctive. Whatever it did, he was ready to grow stronger.
His thoughts were cut short by Master Von’s voice booming through the dojo. "You’ve all done well," he said, his tone firm but approving. "Today’s combat class is over. Now, head to the main hall in the Year 1 section. There, you’ll choose your Electives. They’re mandatory to pass, so choose wisely."
Von paused, his eyes sweeping the group. "You’ll meet the Mages there. Don’t let them intimidate you. Keep your heads high. You’re Knights. Act like it."
Adrian frowned slightly, wondering if there was some kind of class divide in the Academy. Were the Mages looked down on? Or was it the other way around?
He pushed the thought aside as the other Knights nodded, some murmuring agreement. They grabbed water containers, gulping down the cool liquid, their breaths still heavy from the drills.
Adrian drank his, the water soothing his dry throat, but his mind was already racing ahead to the Electives. What would they be? How would he choose?
Von dismissed them, and the group shuffled out of the dojo, heading toward the north wing where the main hall was located.
As they walked, some chatted, their voices filling the stone corridors. A few talked about the fist-fighting drills, others about what Electives might be offered.