Five minutes away from our dorm was a training facility called the 'Vigor.'
It was one among the four indoor training facilities of the Freljord Academy, which are Vigor, Robust, Spirit and Radiant respectively.
Each were divided based on the students year of study.
First years used 'Vigor', second years used 'Robust', the third years used and 'Spirit' and 'Radiant' for the fourth year.
And each of these 1000 square ter facilities was filled with magical devices and equipnt for exercise and training. The amount of money needed to construct such an environnt would be well over a hundreds of thousands of gilds, but there was barely anyone using the facility.
But just because the training facility was empty, it didn't an the future of the Mauryan empire was bleak.
While students were would-beco the future pillars that support the Mauryan empire, and would co to receive the admiration and envy of billions of people, they were still teenagers.
Simply put, there weren't many high schoolers willing to go out of their way to train on the first day.
"I knew you'd be here.", an arrogant voice was heard in the almost empty room.
Exceptions always existed. Even the Freljord Academy had a pervert who enjoyed training from the first day.
Evan, who was drenched in sweat and wrestling with an exercise equipnt, widened his eyes at the sudden voice.
"Julia Rozental? You're also here to train?"
"Yeah, but I won't be as barbaric as you."
With a wry and arrogant smile, Julia pointed at the room that was filled with magic circles painted all over it's walls.
Seeing the terrifying cylindrical room, Evan frowned.
"That's a tough one. I can never last long in there."
It was called, the Gravitation manipulation room. A special equipnt built using the gravitational magic circles, which provide the students with an environnt to train under pressure.
Evan wiped his sweat with a towel he brought.
"It's not like you can't, you just don't need to. I'm a mage, so I need to train under pressure to withstand the mana reflux. Plus, it's not that hard. I've been doing it since I was 8."
"8 years old?"
"Yep. I have one in my house."
"... Aha."
As expected of a third generation duke family's heir. Just like Babel Von Agnus, Julia was a third generation heir of a duke family of Mauryan empire.
Setting up a gravitation room cost several tens of thousand of gilds at least, which only the dukes or royals could afford.
She was very proud of the fact too, which made her a bit arrogant.
She believed she could surpass her rivals through hard-work and self-cultivation.
But in front of the monster standing in front of her, her belief always seed to waver.
"...Oh, right. There's soone who picked a gun in our class."
Evan ntioned, to which Julia tilted her head curiously.
"...Gun? Oh, that Pendragon guy?"
"Uh, yeah, him... You know him?"
"Well....kind of."
Julia and Eren t at the entrance ceremony, although they were not close enough to call themselves as friends, they could be called acquaintances, right?
"Guns can only shoot up to a kiloter at best. I still don't understand why that Pendragon guy picked a gun."
She was casually calling him by his family na, maybe because she forgot his first na but Evan wasn't so foolish as to point out her mistake.
"I think he gave up. Maybe there was trouble at his family or sothing. Since the tuition fees are so high he couldn't afford it perhaps?"I think you should take a look at
"Gave up? Don't say sothing like that so easily."
"...Who are you to tell what and what not to do?"
For a mont, slight anger erged from Julia's eyes.
Evan's teaching tone didn't sit well with her, who saw him as her rival.
"...Kuhum. Sorry."
"Anyways, if you don't want to lose, keep working hard. I'm going."
"Yeah, see you later."
"Please, I'm right next doors..."
Julia gave a arrogant smirk and went into the gravitation room.
The gravitation room multiplied the gravity by a certain factor, thus increasing the pressure on one's bloodstream. Training in this cylindrical room required one to operate magic power under heavy gravity, and it was easily one of the most painful training thods.
For Evan, just looking at the room made him shudder. Seeing Julia walk into it nonchalantly, he could only shake his head.
***
"This place is as empty as ever."
As I I entered the training facility, it was almost empty devoid of any presence.
It was like this in my previous life too.
Since no 14 year child has the energy or excitation to train even after going through the hard regint of the Freljord's Instructors.
But there were always exceptions which deviated from the norm.
'As expected, he is here.'
I thought as I saw a kid with bulky and well built muscles doing so extre weight lifting.
'400 Vects??'
A normal health adult could lift 200 vects at most, but this kid who wasn't even 15 year old was doing squats with 400 vects like it was nothing!
'Damn monster!'
Although the scale of records is different for those who use Aura and Mana, training with 400 vects at 14 years was still shocking.
'As expected of the 'Devourer'.'
Evan D Shelden, also known as the 'Monstrous Devourer' in my previous life.
He was a child from a fallen noble family.
The sole heir and the only living mber of 'D' Clan.
Currently ranked 4th in the entrance exam and 3rd in the Overall ranking, he is soone with overwhelming talent.
But unlike other geniuses, Evan was very humble and kind. And he was the only one who kept in touch with even after I was kicked out of the Freljord Academy.
Maybe because he felt pity for who lost all my family or because he was in the sa situation as , whatever the reason, he was very kind towards and was one of the people whom I could call as a friend in my past life.
As I stood looking at him reminiscing the past, he noticed my presence.
"Oh! The Gun Guy!"
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Note:-
1 vect is approximately equal to 1 kg in the novel settings.
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