Doggone Academy

Sylverine took off her robe.

A maid picked up the robe from the floor. Another maid followed her with a silver tray.

She placed her accessories on the silver tray. Some were enchanted with high-ranking magic, so she had to remove them due to her sensitivity to magic.

There were more than a dozen accessories, each with a different colored gemstone. If she sold just one accessory, she could buy a house.

Finally, Sylverine entered the bathroom. The tub was filled with hot water.

She entered the bathtub without clothes. Now she could really rest.

But she couldn’t forget everything, there were issues that made her nervous.

Damien reacted puzzled when she told him about the master class, but he soon accepted it calmly. Damien’s words echoed in her mind.

—I can do this well.

If he defeated a ghoul, she believed he could attend a master class.

But she would not be disappointed if Damien failed the evaluation.

And it wouldn’t be a problem for him either. In fact, his life at the academy would be easier if he didn’t enter the master class, because the master class involves a rigorous process.

Even if Damien failed the evaluation, he could enter the Academy under her guidance. His future was assured with a diploma from Eternia. Its value was so immense that it could not be replaced by a noble title.

The problem was with Damien.

He had a great ability to learn what she taught him. Sometimes he learned on his own. Although he was somewhat clumsy, he tried to mind his own business.

There is nothing wrong with him.

That was a strange thing.

He seemed to have grown up as a noble child receiving unconditional love from his parents in an affluent environment, not in an orphanage.

Most orphans lived with psychological trauma inside because their parents abandoned them. He had to support himself from a young age, so it was possible that he was broken inside.

Maybe Damien was trying to prove his worth so she wouldn’t leave him. In that case, he would always try to better himself because he believed he would one day be discarded.

She felt sorry for him.

Did Damien mention any friends?

He was alone in a faraway place, but he didn’t miss his friends.

He also didn’t talk openly about his past, as if he wanted to hide something.

He could confide in her if he needed something, but Damien preferred to do it on his own.

She believed he could collapse at any moment.

Sylverine ruffled her long hair with her fingers.

***

The training continued the next day.

The training plan did not change drastically due to the evaluation for the master class. It was focused on physical strength and coordination.

Damien completed the high-intensity training without complaint. Rather, he seemed to be enthusiastic after the ghoul subjugation.

She did not tell him that students who received a letter of recommendation were guaranteed admission to Eternia Academy. Damien could only get a higher score, but she would not clarify the situation so that he would have more motivation.

He could also enjoy better facilities if he received a high score.

He had to concentrate on training that would generate many results in a brief period. It was not the right time for him to focus on swordsmanship.

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Time passed quickly. The sun was at its highest point.

After lunch, the two returned to the training camp.

And there was a maid with an hourglass.

Sylverine said,

“It’s time to measure time.”

“Why?”

“We need to know how long you can hold your sword.”

One way to achieve great results in a short time was to greatly increase the duration of the magic sword. It was overwhelmingly powerful, but the time it could be summoned was very limited.