Inside the classroom, the seats had magical numbers floating above them, numbered from one to fifteen.
The room itself was pretty small though and simple; it had a ginormous chalkboard and fifteen desks and chairs, the first being closer to the board, and the fifteenth being way in the back.
’Simple enough,’ Klaus looked around as he stepped in; the walls had simple paintings on them just like in the hallway. The ginormous windows on the wall had golden-coloured covers hanging from them; however, the sun shone through without any issue.
’I’m assuming this is my seat,’ he looked at the blue number one floating above the first desk, closest to the board.
Many students had taken their seats, including Klaus, then the numbers vanished.
He was just staring at the chalkboard when a hand touched his shoulder from next to him.
’Ignore him, and he won’t bother,’ Klaus told himself; however, the dude kept picking at his shoulder.
"What?" he whispered to the side whilst Korath walked past them towards the chalkboard and started arranging so papers.
"We will beco seat mates!" Matthias smiled like they were besties since childhood; his golden eyes were brighter than the sun itself, but his dark hair seed darker than an endless void.
"No way," Klaus scuffed, then turned towards the chalkboard, which made Matthias chuckle a tad bit.
Many students murmured, but then Korath slamd a chalk down on his desk, making the room turn into complete silence.
"Now then, we will begin," he walked back to the chalkboard and drew up a huge number one and wrote ’ day’ in front of it.
"Today is day one of our lectures together," he dragged his chair out from behind his desk and sat.
"Many of you know already, and many don’t, which is fine," when he said the last part, he turned towards Klaus, who just watched silently.
’Why is he looking at ?’ He was just fidgeting with his pockets and not doing anything else.
"Today we are going to talk about so important things," he smiled like the devil himself. Klaus found it uncomfortable, to be honest.
"First off, let’s go over the lessons you will be having every single day," he stood and went to the chalkboard, then drew two pillars. One of them he titled Mages, the other he titled Martial Artists.
’So we will be divided even further,’ Korath put the chalk down and turned back towards them with a beaming smile.
"For the Mages, which is ten of you," he looked at a couple of them then continued, "you will be learning Mana Studies."
’Hm?’
"Which covers the origins of Mana itself and why it exists," he lifted his finger and pointed at the board, "how it serves us Mages, and the world itself."
’Serves? That’s definitely a weird way to put it,’ Klaus had read so books in his past, but the way Mana worked there was more like a second helping hand, not a servant.
"Then Spell Studies, Candle Fla," he lifted his finger and conjured a tiny fla which looked exactly like a candle, demonstrating the spell, then he wiped it away. "It will cover so basic information about spells from different affinities so that you can be ready for any spell that might hit you!" A couple of students giggled; however, more of them appeared to shake as he said that, clearly having so prior incident of being hit with a spell.
’It’ll be so good information, for for sure,’ he held back the urge to smile vigorously, only because of his ability to copy spells.
"Next, the Martial Artists will learn about different weapon techniques," As soon as he said that, so atheads whistled and chuckled in the back, instantly becoming excited as soon as they heard the word techniques.
’Oh my,’ Klaus facepald, then his eyes th with Korath’s who continued.
"That is all for the first week," Multiple students looked dumbfounded, including Klaus.
’Three classes? I an, he did say only the first week...’ He waited for Korath to continue, and he did.
"You will be handed papers now," he walked to his desk and grabbed the papers that he had been arranging earlier when they entered. "You get to pick the classes you want to participate in, whether it be for mages or martial artists, but keep in mind," he pointed at the chalkboard.
"The classes I just ntioned you must attend," then he started handing out the papers and a pen one by one. Klaus looked at the list of classes in front of him...there were around thirty of them at least.
’Wowzers...’
"You can pick as many as you want, as long as they don’t overlap and you can attend them. Circle the nas of the classes you wish to attend." He chuckled as he handed out the final paper to the last student.
For Klaus, it didn’t last long to pick the classes, but he decided to look through them again.
First, he picked Mana Sensing and Control.
’I need to learn better control over my spells, this’ll definitely help with the basics,’ The lectures didn’t have any descriptions nor teacher nas, just the na of the class, so he had to guess.
Next, he picked Spell Casting Fundantals.
’This will also help with my copy spell along the earlier class Korath said, and it will help use the copied spells better,’ He held back a chuckle as he looked at the third class nad Grimoire Reading Basics.
’Maybe this will help with my class...’ as soon as he thought of it, the familiar red screen appeared in front of him.
[Class: Grimoire Archon.]
[Level: 16]
Which made sense, since he used books to use his spells. Yet he was still level sixteen only, aning nothing he did other than slaying monsters leveled him up ever since the forest.
’I need to learn more about grimoires.’
For the fourth class, he picked a class which would probably be the most useful for him as a mage ever.
’Combat Magic Application,’ This class could possibly help him beco stronger, and since he could copy a bunch of spells, he needed to know how to apply each spell properly, given any situation.
’And for the fifth...’ He looked at the bottom of the paper and continued circling the classes he wanted to pick.
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