Academy

Klein was a bit nervous about his day. Today was his first time at the elven academy. Although his class wasn't with the elves, he still couldn't help but feel a bit off. The stares and glares from people only heightened that feeling.

Thankfully, if his bout with Maelora had taught him anything, it was that he would often have to play mentally impaired to avoid trouble.

He'd asked Siona if this approach was okay. She had pretty much given him her blessing by saying, "Do whatever you want. Just call me if you get into trouble."

She'd given him a silver token. Apparently, infusing his essence into it would alert her to his location. It was something she took from Elanor and told him to keep secret from anyone else unless he really got into deep trouble.

Klein had no qualms about asking for her help if he truly ended up in serious trouble, but he'd rather avoid it if he could—and, if possible, handle things himself.