"Alright then, that's enough for today. End exercise."
Scar's voice rang through the training room and the simulation AI responded.
[Exercise terminated.]
The students all fell to their asses tiredly as they took in deep breaths.
This ti, there were more than three students left in each of the test areas, and Azrael looked up at the other three boys who were still in the room with him to see them glaring at him heatedly.
They were obviously not happy that Azrael lasted this long.
Azrael just scoffed.
He didn't have ti to bother with fodder.
There was water outside the room, and the students went and started to grab so while listening to Scar.
"You all did well today, so you'll be getting the afternoon off. But rember that you are expected here by 4 a.m. tomorrow morning for the biweekly training exercise. Lateness will not be tolerated."
The students murmured amongst themselves at the early schedule, and Scar continued.
"Don't think I don't know all about the party most of you will attend today. I have half a mind to ban you from going, but the school decided that your non-academic activities are not under our jurisdiction, so I'll be lenient. You will be here by four tomorrow morning, and anyone who is late will have thirty points deducted. When coming, you are expected to bring nothing with you; the school will provide all the necessities for the weekend training exercise. If any of you cos back with sothing even resembling a hangover, I'll personally ensure that you're sent to the gulag for a month."
Scar looked around at all the students to make sure that his threat would register properly, and then he turned around and waved back at the students.
"You killers have fun."
…
Once Scar was gone, Azrael turned to look at his system to see how many stat points he gained, and he saw that his Mortal Stats had all increased by three to five points.
Scar increased the training regin today to account for the increase in the students' strength, but he didn't put the students through as much work as last ti because he knew they were going to be going through another intense training exercise for the next two days.
At the rate he was going, Azrael should be able to get into B Rank by the next training exercise.
Azrael knew that this rate of growth was not normal, and he was just thankful that he had the EX Rank potential to cover for him.
If not for all the mystery surrounding his Divine Potential, Azrael was sure that soone would have beco suspicious of his rapid growth.
The other students in the room were muttering to each other about how many points they received, and Azrael noticed that none of the mid-potential students got anything above three points combined in all their stats.
It was just like Scar said earlier.
Azrael was getting much more out of training because of his potential.
It was almost like two athletes who trained for the sa amount of ti but gained different benefits from the training because of their genetics. One of them had better genetics, so they naturally perford better than the other one.
Divine Potential worked in the sa way for the students.
"Captain."
Azrael turned around when he heard soone calling him, and he was surprised to see Henry standing behind him imposingly.
Henry was the tallest and largest boy in their class, so it was easy for him to tower over anyone he approached.
Azrael humd while putting his hands on his waist.
"What is it?"
"I saw the team divisions. You and I are on the sa team for the training exercise tomorrow. I brought everyone so we can talk strategy."
Azrael scratched his head lightly as he rembered that they were going to be grouped up for the exercise, and Henry was put on the sa team as him and Jane.
Azrael looked to his side and saw that Jane Ashton was standing a little behind Henry with her hands folded over her chest. She was trying her best not to look at him, and Azrael wondered if she still felt embarrassed about what happened last night.
Behind her, Gerald Gaye was drinking water without bothering to pay them any attention.
"U-Uhm… hello."
Azrael turned around and saw the last mber of their group standing there with her hands joined in front of her and her head bowed.
Francis' ex-girlfriend, Tiana.
Azrael sent a silent curse towards Scar for forcing such an unorthodox group of students to work together.
Scar was definitely trying to make them fail.
Azrael finally decided that they weren't going to get anywhere by just standing around, and he gave an order.
"Let's et up in one of the gym arenas after we freshen up. Let's say… in ten minutes."
"Ten minutes is too short. Let's take thirty."
Azrael glared at Gerald when he said this.
Gerald was still not looking at any of them, and once he finished drinking the water, he waved and started to leave.
"I'll see you retards in thirty minutes."
Azrael took a silent breath to calm himself before he spoke.
"Fuck him, we'll et in ten minutes. If he misses it, then that's even better."
Henry and Tiana nodded in agreent as they started to leave, and Azrael raised a brow when Jane didn't move.
She stepped closer to him, and Azrael asked her what she wanted.
Jane finally looked at Azrael, and Azrael noticed that there was a bit of anger present in her eyes, like she didn't want to do this, but she had no choice.
Jane muttered quietly:
"I'm sorry about yesterday. I don't know what ca over my mum. She's not always like that."
Azrael's eyes widened slightly at her apology. He couldn't rember the last ti he heard Jane apologize for anything.
Her mother's actions yesterday must've really embarrassed her.
Azrael shook his head.
"It's fine. No harm done."
Jane looked into his eyes and searched for the truth in them, and after a while, she seed to have found what she was looking for as she nodded.
"You didn't tell anyone what happened, did you?"
"Do I look like the sort of person to do that?"
Jane huffed.
"I suppose not. You don't have many friends anyway."
Jane turned to leave but then, she stopped and asked a question.
"Since when were you and Cleopatra so close?"
Azrael shrugged in response, and Jane narrowed her eyes suspiciously before she finally left.
…
The eting between the five of them was held in one of the large arena rooms in the gym.
They didn't want anyone hearing what they would be talking about, so they chose to hold it in a place where others couldn't get in easily.
There were no chairs, so they all sat on the floor in a small circle.
Gerald was the first to speak up.
"I have to be sowhere real soon, so you retards better finish this quickly."
Gerald spoke up with a frown without bothering to look at any of his teammates.
Gerald had seen Henry leaving early for the eting and that was the only reason why he managed to co on ti. He couldn't believe these retards were going to have the eting without him.
"Stop calling us retards, Jerry."
Jane glared at Gerald in anger, and Gerald imdiately got to his feet.
"I told you not to ever call that!"
Gerald was about to start a fight, but Henry imdiately put a stop to it.
"Sit down. Nobody's fighting."
Henry's deep voice cut through the group quickly and made Gerald growl in irritation, but Gerald didn't argue and just went and sat back down.
Henry then turned to look at Azrael expectantly, and Azrael had half a mind to give Henry the position of group leader right then.
From what Azrael had seen so far, Henry was the only one in the class who could control Gerald's idiotic tendencies.
And although Azrael could simply beat Gerald into submission, he didn't have the ti or energy to deal with him.
Azrael decided to just get things over with.
"Who has an idea of what we'll be facing in the training session?"
Jane shifted a little from her place beside Tiana before she spoke.
"I asked so of the seniors about their training exercise last year, and they said it was going to be different every ti. They went through a search and a rescue mission where each group was in charge of protecting a victim from daemons. And another ti it was a survival challenge in so sort of swamp. But they also said that we should prepare to fight against daemons. They'll be present in every challenge."
Azrael nodded.
That made sense.
The school was ant to train students on how to get stronger, and as far as the students knew, the only way to really gain strength was by killing demons.
It was expected that they would start making them face daemons sooner or later.
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