Chapter 3: Grace’s stress

After witnessing off his birth, Grace felt the pressure to find a backer for Arthur and his talent that would protect and nurture him from my young age so after she saw off Angela and Devon, she packed her bags and prepared to head back to her Academy

The Academy of true health is the Academy most esteemed for making the strongest healers around. The Academy stood high above all other buildings around at the top there was glowing almost mighty and holy light above the Academy just stepping on the campus made you feel healthy and full of vitality.

Grace although she was not the most talented nor the strongest healer around she was well-known and roll light across the whole Academy didn't have the best grades but she had good grades. She didn't do the best practical lessons but she did well. The teachers and professors all had a good opinion of her and her persistence to help those in need.

As she headed through the front gates, she was greeted by many people mostly senior students that knew her during their junior years she helped them through tests and gave them many tips on how to progress.

Back then she had the name 'Saintess of the common people' of course a lot of the well off students didn't quite like her and her needs to help those who did they fought didn't deserve it. so she did get a lot of greetings from the back she could see a lot of giggles and snarls judging her.

She had since inside and found her her teacher and after she graduated one of her best friends, she was one of the teachers that made Grace as good as she is even with the talent she has.

"Hey Grace, I haven't seen u in like two year, what could be so important that u came all the way here instead of using your graduate communication device" Professor valentine asked genuinely confused about why Grace had appeared last time she heard she was in a remote village in the middle of nowhere.

" I'm here to ask a favour but you cannot tell anyone about what I'm about to ask you…" Grace looked at her Old professor genuinely scared this conversation might go bad.

" whenever have you had a mental words with me Grace? Just say it, if I can help, I will and trust me nothing will leave this room." Professor Valentine encourage Grace to carry on with her question.

" well alright then so you know that I've been in the village very far away from here right?"

Valentine nodded.

" I normally look after all the pregnant women and during their labor I'm normally there I was looking after a woman named Angela and everything was going completely normal. The baby was born. I put him in her arms like I usually do but all of a sudden a light shot out of the boy and started condensing into a halo it was like he was already condensing a class!!" Grace explained

"Postnatal class formation" professor valentine muttered " you did the right thing coming to me Grace what even you don't realise is that he's not just a prodigy you only see someone who had a postnatal class formation once in a millennia. That child that you were talking about, did his class form?"valentine questioned

"No, almost but no" grace reponded

" That's good"

"How is that good?"

"Because when a postnatal class forms it doesn't always form by the user will it's mainly formed by fate

and if the user grows and rejects that class it could end very badly not just for them but all those around them too" valentine had a curious look on his face one could instantly tell he wanted to meet this boy.

Grace was confused in so many ways "but why would he be considered a talent because of that"

"Because just having a postnatal class formation ever if it doesn't for means you will be able to refine your class easier and have fates helping hand to lead you to the most effective class."

Grace was shocked. Something taught at the academy, is the difference between a mage/warrior with a class that suits their way of fighting completely and one that doesn't is like heaven and earth. It's like fighting someone that has a sword with a butter knife so unless your very lucky or more skilled then the opponent you will never win. W