Xavier Wales out of the Dean's room. He was walking a little awkwardly due to his balls being a little swollen.. He was really frustrated. It was his 2nd sexual experience and he had been blueballed by Emilia.
When he walked out, he saw Julia and Professor Luka waiting for them. Julia saw Xavier walking a little strangely and asked," What happened?"
"Nothing." Xavier shook his head. He didn't want others to know what had transpired. When he was coming out, Emilia had told him that he would meet her again very soon and he was planning to teach her a good lesson.
"Ok then. Let's go quickly. The members from the Snow Clan are waiting for us outside the hall. They will lead us to the training ground to train you in combat." said Professor Luka.
He then looked at Xavier and continued," By the way, why didn't you tell me that you were a Grade 1 potion concocter?"
"Well, I didn't want the attention. After all, a 1st grade concocter at my age will draw in a lot of attention. Even now, the Dean told not to disclose it to anyone else."
The professor nodded. He was also notified of this by the Vice Deans managing the Concocters Department.
After all, a 16 year old concocter of 1st grade is an anomaly and will draw the attention of many people. And if someone had 'other' intentions, it would be very bad for Xavier.
"Now let's not loiter around, we must catch up to the others."
Xavier and Julia nodded and followed Luka to the training field. As they both were in the mechanic department, they usually didn't go to the training field which was in the Combat department. So they followed behind Professor Luka.
Soon, they reached the training hall.
It was a large hall with numerous rooms and each of these rings were very large. They were about 30×30 metres which was very large for an ordinary room but for a combat room, it was actually just enough. The training hall consumer about 100 such rooms and it has only 1 floor. This was to prevent instability to the structure due to combat.
Inside one if the halls, the students along with the 3 Snow Clan women were waiting. The professors were not there. They had went their own ways after escorting them.
After reaching the room, Luka also went away saying that this was just for the students and the Snow Clan members didn't want uninvited people interrupting them.
After both Xavier and Julia went there, the older woman looked at all of them with an indifferent look. It was also the case for Julia even though she was a Snow Clan women herself.
The only difference between Julia and the other Snow clansmen he had seen was that she had brown eyes while they ask had blue eyes. Maybe, this indicated that her bloodline was not strong enough it her aptitude was weaker than the others.
"Now that all of you have gathered here, I'd like to start training you. The main focus here will be on combat. While those from the Combat department will be training with all their heart here, those who are from the concocters and mechanics will just be laying the basics. After this, the Dean had told that you need to train in your own fields."
"Today, we will start by assessing your basic combat power. After getting a vague idea of how you can fight, you'll be given particular trading to improve your chances in the tournament. Well this is more meaningful for those who are mechanics. As the occupation is slowly being phased out of our lives, they are getting less and less important. But good mechanics will have good aptitude for becoming engravers. But if you don't become engravers, there were some people who have good talent for combat among you people but are not discovered because it high difficulty of getting into the department. So many of them join the mechanic department to make a living even though they have good talent. "
Xavier had also heard of this from the professor when he was making his way to the training hall. Apparently, for mechanics, this time, the importance was placed on their latent combat ability as well as their innate intricacy to handle stuff which can be attributed to having good attitude for engravers as well as combat masters.
"While for concocters, you don't need to have good combat power. After all, this concocters have a chance to become true alchemists. So as long as you show your talent, you'll be recruited."
In the past, it was like those in one field were totally concentrated on that field only but later, due to many talents who were good in many areas were discovered and were even more valuable as they could do multiple things.
The most common thing was a communication of these occupations with good combat power. This combination has given them higher power than the rest.
"Now, I'll make to two from the combat hall fight the others. Based on how you fight, we will train you up. If you don't have good aptitude for combat, just try to focus on your own jobs."
"Now, Johnathan will fight against the concocters and Isaac against the mechanics"
The woman looked at Johnathan and said," Johnathan, your up first. You'll fight against Randle."
Johnathan nodded and jumped onto the stage. He looked at Isaac with respect but one could see that deep within, he felt irritated.
Even though Johnathan respected concocters, it still irritated him a bit that he has to bow down to turn for any service. They all were haughty and ask had eyes in the to of their heads. But when compared to the members of the Combat hall, they were very weak and needed their protection. So they're attitude irked others and this was a common sentiment among all of his contemporaries.
Randle, who was a little surprised by the call couldn't react. He looked lost for a few seconds and then moved. He jumped onto the platform.
He looked at Johnathan without a care in the world. It was like he was thinking nobody could do anything to him. It was the same attitude he had when he looked at Xavier today morning before knowing that he was a comcocter of a grade higher than himself.
Seeing his attitude, Johnathan wanted to pummel him but he knew that he couldn't. He knew better than to act on his impulses but still he wanted to reach him a lesson.
He drew the clicked on his omniband and soon a sword was delivered to him by a drone.
"I'll ask concocter Randle to draw his weapon."
Randle nodded with indifference and also choose a sword. But looking at the 2 of them, from the way they held their swords, it could be seen that Randle had not practiced with the sword at all and just took out the sword for show.
"Now you can start the fight." Randle good seeing an assistant look.
"Pardon me for the offence. If you get hurt, please forgive me."
"Hmph, do you think I'm so petty. It's just a spar. Don't worry about it. I'll not hold you responsible for anything." Randle said as he played with his sword without when looking at Johnathan.
Johnathan couldn't hold it anyone. He said," Pardon the offense." and jumped. He swung the sword with all his might.
Randle, not expecting such a quick attract, scrambled to raise his said in defence but his arms were but able to sort the city and he was pushed back and crashed onto the wall of the room.
He looked a little dazed. They he pointed at Jonathan and shouted," How could you do this? You barbarian, don't you know that you have to treat concocters with respect? Hmph, of you don't apologise to me now, one I read a grade 2 concocter, I'll ban you from getting any help from the concocters."
Johnathan's face cramped up. While he knew that this would be the outcome, he couldn't help putting on a little more force than what was necessary and this happened.
But before he could answer, Randle shivered
He had suddenly felt a chill encroaching onto him. He turned around and saw the older woman from the Snow Clan looking at him with cold eyes.
"This is the training hall. Weapons do not have eyes and getting hurt is common in sparring. But you didn't even get hurt and you are shooting your mouth of like you are the bus of the concocters hall? Hmph, if I want to, I can easily get you expelled our of the academy. Now, do you want to try shouting again?"
Randle wanted to argue back but seeing her cold look, he shut his mouth. What she said was the truth after all. If she wanted, she could easily expel a grade 1 mid level concocter from the academy at the very least and at worst, she could just kill him.
Seeing that Randle didn't argue back, she looked away and said,"Next, Felicia will spar against Johnathan."