A couple of hours passed and the students were called in for their first and only lesson of the day: Combat training.
Upon seeing their weekly schedule, Ashton realised they were going to spend a lot of time in the combat arena. Except for Sundays, they had to train there for at least two hours a day. Which to be honest was nothing compared to how much time he had spent on training while under the Mistress's wings.
The way he saw it, fighting for two hours was just basic warm-up. Still, spending two hours improving his physical abilities was a much better option than focusing their time and effort on preparing potions.
Yup, they had a potion class as well, where they would apparently be taught about conjuring potions and their uses in real-life scenarios. Along with some other bunch of alchemy bullshit. Ashton knew the worth of potions, but despite that, he just couldn't seem to get why did they have to learn how to make them from scratch.
