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[192] A Hit of Nostalgia, and a Pang of Annoyance

Chapter 192: A Hit of Nostalgia, and a Pang of Annoyance

My eyes fluttered open, adjusting to the dim light of the dieval classroom. The new, almost empty set of mories in my head let know where this was. The best academy in the continent, Eldein, was where I was an average student.

The room, built like a modern university lecture hall, had high seats in the back that cascaded down to the lower seats at the front. Wooden beams supported the ceiling, and the walls were adorned with ancient tapestries depicting various heroic battles and mystical creatures. My eyes stopped at a few that I recognized… but I didn't waste my ti on that.

I blinked, trying to gather my bearings. Beside , Ruby was already awake, her eyes scanning the surroundings with curiosity and caution. The two of us were seated sowhere in the middle, not too conspicuous, but not hidden either.

"Phew, I was scared I'll have to live through so 15 new years again," she said, whispering. "But it just feels like a dream, these new mories. And they're not bad too, I know quite so stuff about this world now."

"Mhm."

"But what's up with the classroom's atmosphere? It's so lifeless and cold…"

"Yes."

She whispered to , and I just answered with one word or hum. When she was about to talk again, I tapped the desk with my finger to stop her, otherwise, the professor would notice.

"Thus, we returned this ti. Thanks to the few 6th-grade Knights, the losses were minimal this ti around." At the front of the class stood a stern-looking woman, her presence commanding attention despite the state of her appearance. She was undeniably beautiful, with sharp features frad by red, wavy hair that fell to her waist.

Her one remaining eye was a piercing shade of light brown and held a mixture of determination and exhaustion. She wore an eyepatch over the other. Her clothes were a mix of practicality and remnants of what might have once been elegance, now marred by bruises and bandages. Despite her injuries, she stood tall, her posture unyielding.

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