The Fruits of Training

Northeast of the main castle, Dome

*Huff Huff*

Drake was half naked while doing pull-ups in a metal bar. His body was shiny with sweat. A dozen practice dummies formed a circle near him while a number of dummies are also arranged from different positions.

After pulling his body up one last time, Drake let's go and lands in the sand.

He analyzed his body while flexing.

As he formed his right hand into a fist, veins bulged in his arm.

" 2 months have already passed since I have entered this academy and started training. My physical strength that I have is on par with at least 10 people but my magical power is still nothing but a farce."

Drake walked to a nearby dummy which was full of armor. Positioning himself, He charged for a straight punch.

Accumulating power, He twisted his foot thus resulting in a surge of physical power as he threw the earth shattering punch.

*Boom*

The sheer force of the blow sent the dummy sliding in the sands backwards forming a line and a cloud of dust.

Walking in front of it, Drake saw how much damage it dealt.

The chest plate was hollowed in with a hole situated in the center of the impact.

Drake rubbed his chin.

"My bare hands can now deal this much damage to an armored target, not bad."

If this was the face of Claude, it could have been utterly ruined.

He then walked to the center where the dummies formed a circle and sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Inside the darkness and vastness of his mind are two magic circles seemingly suspended in the air and glowing.

Pouring magic power in the weapon magic circle, It shone brightly as if it was alive.

a longsword materialized in Drake's right hand.

*Whoosh*

He swung the sword in a circular arc. The power of the swing made a whistling sound in the air.

*Clang* *Clang* *Clang*

At the passing of a second, the dummies around Drake dropped to the sand as they were cut in half from the waist. A stream of white air exited his nostrils as he exhaled with a grunt.

"That should conclude my physical training." He said with a smile.

Dematerializing his sword, He once again sat cross-legged in the sand.

As he was in a state of meditation, his physical body was excreting more sweat, drenching him . Small black particles floated around him apparently visible to the naked eye.

The rune patterns in the two magic circles in his mind shone brightly before him. As magic power continued to be poured in, The two magic circles grew a bit bigger and clearer.

*Huff*

With an exhale, He opened his eyes and he stood up. His two magic circles are still in the middle before breaking through Level 2.

Spells are classified through levels.

Level 1 is the basic level which just grants the normal effects.

Leveling it up makes it stronger and could grant special effects.

Level 5 is the maximum that can show extraordinary power and damage.

To graduate from this academy, the students must at least breakthrough from Level 1 to Level 5 and master a Super Spell.

Super Spells are another tier on their own which are highly valuable to the military and the nation.

This Spells also define the students path of profession.

Although Drake was already in the middle phase to Level 2, his progress was still a bit slow compared to his peers.

Charlotte already got a Level 2 spell which can make her movements swift as the wind. She managed to achieve this in merely a month. As expected of the Genius of the freshmen batch.

Her Skill in every weapon is on par to those who are already Grandmasters and Weapon Experts. Paired with her good looks, She can be described as a flower of the battlefield.

Drake set a goal in his mind that he must learn more spells so that he has more chances to get stronger.

After wiping his sweat from the training session, Drake grabbed his clothes and exited the Dome.

The mess he made were magically restored to its original state.

This was a Super Spell casted by the Academy Staff.

Walking on the stone road back to the Dorm, a brilliant light slowly crept up the sky in the horizon.

It was already Dawn.

Drake yawned on the way back as he was tired from training.

"Maybe I'll skip a class or something."

He said while covering his mouth as he yawned a second time.