Chapter 509
Back at Aetherian Academy, lessons were going as usual. Kent decided to go harder on the students, making them go through rigorous training that sparked endless complaints. Despite their grumbling, he refused to back down.
Why? Because the tournament was drawing closer, though most of the students were oblivious to the urgency—at least until their bodies could no longer take the stress and strain from the sudden increase in training.
"For fuck's sake! I'm tired!" a yellow band shouted in pain, glaring at Kent, who returned the look with cold sharpness.
"What? Why are you glaring at us? You suddenly doubled the intensity of our training. Before, we focused on one lesson at a time, but now you're forcing us into two combat training sessions at once. Oh! Let's not forget about our weapon class, where the instructors are also tough on us. What the fuck is going on?!" The same yellow band yelled in frustration, finally breaking under the pressure.
