Glancing at my bedstand next to , I sighed upon seeing it read, "[6:30].
It seed my sleep schedule from Earth had remained in this world as well.
Using the bed stand to push upward, I slowly stood up off the bed and limped toward the desk.
Barely making it, I collapsed on the chair, feeling my back hit the hardwood and my arms lay on the armrests.
Not wanting to strain my left eye, I reached my left hand out and grabbed the paper before raising it in front of my face.
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Jett (Imperial) Schedule
Introduction to Mana Manipulation [8:00-9:25] (Room 201)
Introduction to Elental Manipulation [9:35-11:00] (Room 213)
Lunch [11:00-12:00]
ntor Training [12:00-3:00] (Coliseum)
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The text on paper would change every day to display my new schedule for the day, so I stuffed it into my pocket before leaning backward.
Unlike the highly competitive and large Worldly class, all Imperial class students had classes together, except, of course, ntorship.
Every student had received a ntor or been chosen by now, and depending on their teacher, their curriculum and classroom location would vary.
Feeling my legs heal, I stood back up and headed to the bathroom, instinctively stripping and entering the shower.
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Sighing, I put on my crimson-red blazer, embedded with the academy’s phoenix symbol, and headed to the door.
Taking one last glance at my alarm clock, which read, "[7:15]," I swung open the door and felt two unpleasant scents rush into my nose.
As I walked down the winding staircase to the first floor, two figures, lounging on the couches with cups of tea, ca into sight.
Breakfast, lunch, and dinner were all served in the Imperial dining hall, so I had expected the common room to be empty.
Ignoring the gazes of the two girls, one of whom I recognized as a relative of the emperor, I stepped into the magic circle and waited, as if I were using an elevator.
A mont later, a rush of cold air enveloped as I suddenly appeared outside the dorm, right below the sun’s rays.
Even in this world, mornings were truly the worst.
Buttoning my blazer and hiding my white collared shirt, I strolled through the path toward the academy’s main street before eventually spotting the line of massive buildings.
Unlike yesterday, the streets were practically empty, so I happily headed to the dining hall and opened the door.
Instantly, thousands of horrible scents flooded my nose, but to balance it out, the sweet and savory sll of the breakfast appeared as well.
Scrunching up my face, I turned right and headed towards the buffet area, peering downward at the sitting area where dozens of students sat.
This dining hall wasn’t just for first-year imperial students, but the entirety of the Imperial class, including second and third years, so there were many unfamiliar faces.
Serving myself a plateful of cloudy scrambled eggs, turkey bacon, and so buttery bread, I walked down the steps to the de-elevated sitting area.
Finding an empty table was still easy due to the building’s sheer size, so I sat down at a two-person table and began eating.
Honing my ears, I tried to make as little noise as possible to listen to the conversations of the seniors next to .
"With the freshman here, those dining halls are going to get a lot more crowded for lunch...I can’t imagine the lines."
"You’re worried about that!? We have a mana practical today..."
"Oh, co on, all we do is head into so dungeons and race to clear them for a good score. Even the freshn are doing that next week."
"...did you not forget the last ti!?"
Picking up my now-empty plate, I quickly placed it in the dirty dishes bin before rushing out of the dining hall at 7:40.
Already having explored the classroom building yesterday, I entered, instantly seeing tens of Worldly students ahead.
The hallway could only be described as a series of traffic jams as dozens of crowds ford outside classrooms, preventing entering students from passing by.
Heading past the first floor, which was ant for Worldly students, I climbed the staircase up to the second floor, which was significantly less crowded and allowed only freshman Imperial class students.
In fact, it was so empty I could see the entire hallway from beginning to end if I stood still.
The area was much cleaner, with more extravagant and detailed paintings, and the classroom doors were even farther apart.
This floor was a series of four large hallways in the shape of a square, where each classroom was on the right and inside wall of the building.
The other and outside wall had large square-sized windows spread out on it, letting in natural light and lighting up the gloomy and dieval-esque building.
Pausing, I looked left and stared out one of the windows, seeing students rushing through the various paths that led from their dorm buildings to the academy’s main street.
Almost every day, back on Earth, I’d have to wake up at 6:30 am for my commute to school, so I was used to this already.
Walking through the completely empty hallway, I halted after a couple of steps and turned right, seeing the placard that read, "201.’
For your freshman year, only two classes were required, with the rest being chosen after your first week.
Mana and elental manipulation.
The two hardest and most important classes.
While elental manipulation could be sowhat taught, as the emotions connected to most elents were known, mana manipulation could not.
Although the book had described the class as difficult and challenging, the author had never described a specific lecture, so I was sowhat curious to see what the class would be like.
Sliding open the door, I was imdiately t with a lecture hall-like classroom and a stage with a podium standing at the front, before dozens of elevated desks.
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