Aetheric Chronicles: Reborn As An Extra

Thankfully, I already memorized the week\'s mandatory class schedule. And today, we will have three classes just like yesterday.

The first class is Elemental Manipulation just like yesterday.

I received strange looks and glances as I entered the room. The class was nearly full today since I decided to come just before the class started. And just as I predicted, the instructor Lyr entered soon after and started the class.

Thankfully, the class went without any incidents.

The instructor only talked about the most well-known element - fire and its use cases. At the end of the lesson, he and two students showed the most basic spells related to fire.

As the class ended, everyone headed to the second class - The Weapon Mastering Class.

The Weapon Mastering Class was held in another hall, specially built for combat training. As the students filed into the spacious training area, whispers and murmurs filled the room, anticipation palpable in the air.

Then, with a commanding presence, the instructor entered the hall. He was a man in his late twenties, exuding an aura of power and mastery that instantly drew the attention of everyone present. His mere presence commanded respect, and the students looked on with a mixture of admiration and shock.

It was no surprise since the instructor was a famous figure known throughout the continent for his unparalleled skill in combat. He could easily wield any weapon with precision and skill, making him a legend in his own right.

\'This is what you call an OP ability.\'

As he stepped forward, the murmurs died down, and all eyes were fixed on him. With a nod of acknowledgment, he began the class, his voice carrying a weight of authority that left no room for doubt.

"Welcome, students, to the Weapon Mastering Class," he began, his voice firm yet measured. "In this class, you will learn the art of wielding various weapons with proficiency and finesse. Whether it be swords, axes, spears, or bows, you will learn to master them all."

"And before we start the class, allow me to introduce myself." He said, his eyes observing each one of us in mere seconds. "My name is Darius Stormwind, the person who will be teaching you how to master your weapon of choice for the rest of the year."

The students listened attentively as Instructor Darius outlined the objectives of the Weapon Mastering Class. His words resonated with authority, leaving no room for doubt about the seriousness of the training they were about to undertake.

"Now, since today is the first lesson, we will be choosing weapons for each student based on their preferences, abilities, and interests," Instructor Darius announced, his voice carrying across the spacious training hall.

Excitement buzzed among the students as they eagerly awaited their turn to select their weapons. For many of them, this would be their first opportunity to wield a weapon of their own, and the prospect filled them with anticipation.

I\'m also kind of excited but for a different reason.

Instructor Darius led the students to the Weapon Selection Area, a section of the training hall lined with racks of various weapons. Swords, axes, spears, bows, and other implements of war gleamed in the dim light, each waiting to be chosen by a student.

"Now, take your time and choose a weapon that speaks to you," Instructor Darius instructed, his eyes scanning the array of weapons before him. "Remember, your weapon is an extension of yourself, so choose wisely."

"Take note to consider if the weapon you are choosing will be suitable for you, your ability, and your fighting style. For example, if you don\'t like to fight in the front, you may go for the bow. Or if you want to end your fight in one combo, I recommend choosing daggers. Well, those who are interested in becoming Assassins or Rogues will mostly choose daggers. Anyway, I hope you get what I meant.

Now, begin."

With that, the students dispersed among the racks of weapons, each carefully considering their options. Some gravitated towards the sleek curves of the swords, while others were drawn to the heft of the axes or the elegance of the bows.

I observed my classmates as they continued choosing their weapons.

That dumb Emeric is a person like me, who already practiced and chosen. So he was the first one to finish. Although I hate to admit it, spear is also a good choice.

As for the third-ranking student, Ren, he also finished soon after. Though I could easily see hesitation in his eyes. Since his family is known for their swordsmanship, he \'chose\' to learn it as well. But I know where his true passion lies, and confirmed it with my own eyes. He cast a few meaningful glances at that weapon before picking up a sword.

\'Should I help him?\' I thought since he would eventually end up with that weapon. But it would be much later and it was also because of a certain event.

\'Well, I will think about it later.\'

I then shifted my focus to the fifth-ranking student, the pink-haired girl. Just like in the novel, she seems to be struggling with what to choose. It is understandable since she hasn\'t learned any kind of weapons before nor she has an ability related to weapons.

\'Hmm? Is she gonna choose \'that\'? Again?\' I muttered inwardly as I could see her heading toward a certain area of weapons. \'But that won\'t make her look good. Why doesn\'t she understand?\'

I watched as she stopped in front of the spear.

Yeah, just like that dumb Emeric, she is also a lovestruck fool.

But does the person she loves has to be this damn villain, Emeric?

Damn you, author! What were you thinking when writing?!

Though it offered readers some drama and intrigue, I now know how wrong it was.

She is gonna ruin her future just because she likes this arrogant fool.

Then...

Should I help her?

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(Author: Hi, guys. I\'m back. Sorry for being late. I had some work to do last week. But I will be releasing a chapter a day for both of my ongoing novels. Have a good time.

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