"Aight, all you fuckers here are part of Combat Class One. I'm Berthard, dean of the College of Combat. As part of Combat Class One, you have the privilege of having your core subjects be handled by people like me or of similar ability."
Reina, as bold as ever, raised her hand. Berthard gave her a nod.
"Will we be Combat Class One until graduation? Will there be any addition or removal of members in the class?"
"Good question. Most likely not, but maybe. Any changes will not be on an individual level, unless if the circumstances are just that special."
"Anyways, as a special class, you're also held to a higher standard."
"Group One; composed of two close combat majors, a rear combat major, and a support major. Group Two; composed of a close combat major and two general combat majors. I trust you're already familiar with your group?"
We nodded.
