Keyla walked into the room where professor Melfynn awaited her. Inside that particular room, the clang of swords clashing and some phrases she hardly understood resonated.
Keyla's emotions when she first walked into that huge room were conflicted; she felt eager, apprehensive, anxious, and little bit overwhelmed.
"There you are, Madris's descendant! I'm delighted that you chose to join in my class. I'm certain you are familiar with me, and I'd like to tour you around the entire Swords and Craft II lecture hall while we're discussing, and afterwards I'll challenge you as aspect of your admissions. If you are able defeat me once more, you can start taking my class, however if you can't, you're out of this room." Professor Melfynn greeted
"That much pressure is intense."
Professor Melfynn chuckles. "Of course, the fact that this is a top level class and I selected you as a scholar to partake in this course, you must've felt so lucky. However, don't fear, you're not the sole scholar here. You might feel pressured while being here but everything will be fine, the educators will guide all of the students if they encounter trouble and difficult tasks. Come, let me show you throughout."
Keyla goes after him.
Professor Melfynn gestured to the students who were dueling with swords.
"This entire entry section of our classroom setting is for combat techniques, however those students are already Seniors, therefore you can assume they're already specialists; they manage the entire swordsmanship training sessions, and the ones they instructed today are sophomores."
Keyla was flabbergasted by how well-trained those pupils were.
Professor Melfynn signals the way, "Come, there's even more."
They proceeded downstairs after passing through a door. It appears that the entire classroom is so vast that there are actually staircases.
"We're heading to the classroom where I, along with the other professors in this subject, teach." Professor Melfynn explained. "Yes, this is a solitary subject with three educators, isn't that fascinating?"
"What happens if I mess up this class?" Keyla questions.
"Then you simply squandered an opportunity to evolve into a powerful Paladin or whichever your class kind is," Prof. Melfynn replied. "There is an entire library within." he adds
Keyla was astounded by the size of the library, where many volumes were stacked on the shelves and many students were studying there.
"Awesome..." Keyla muttered
"I know right!? Isn't this great?"
"Yeah, it is."
"Now, before we proceed to your admission, I'm going to warn you. Anything that happens in this class, whether you accidentally summon an evil creature or anything in particular, will remain here. And, I don't want to hear anything outside of this classroom about my students being the monster of Spivilion Institution just because they had an unusual talent." He stated with a lot of tension in his notation.
"Does something like that happened here before?" Keyla questions
"Doesn't matter. Now, I want you to keep that in mind all the time, Keyla. I can't let history to repeat itself." He respond
Keyla suspected that something must've happened before in this class and whatever it is, she's willing to find out what it is
"Miss Madris, it's time for your admission, go get ready." Prof. Melfynn remarks
"Yes, sir," she respond
Later on, she stood in front of professor Melfynn for a challenge. Students in that class begun to gather around them
A female senior student stood up between them as a referee
"You choose any weapon you would like to use." She said, "If the challenger stepped outside of this circle will be considered as defeated. Whether it's accidental or not, you'll be out of this challenge. Understood?"
"Yes!" both professor Melfynn and Keyla exclaimed in unison
"On your position! Ready..... Fight!"
Prof. Melfynn struck her with a lightning strike. Keyla was able to deflect the attack, however Professor Melfynn's reflexes were too quick.
Keyla appears to be struggling as Professor Melfynn's opponent. He's stronger than the last enrollee.
Keyla strikes him with her dagger, shutting her eyes in order to feel the immense power coursing through her body as she attacks. Prof. Melfynn felt thrilled when he noticed the aura emanating from her. Due to how powerful it is, he can feel her mana increasing. It's much stronger than her grandfather's mana.
She's truly an exceptional youngster, Laurince! He thought
The blue and black color are completely noticeable when Keyla opens her eyes.
It's frightening to witness. She's pushing herself to the edge as she attacks the professor.
She struck him numerous times, but Professor Melfynn remains upright and does not appear to be affected despite having numerous wounds in his body.
"It's fascinating to see how you're trying so hard to keep your mana stable at this moment. Nevertheless, I can see fully well that you're still not able to control this aura of yours because your body is incapable of maintaining such powerful mana in long period of time, am I right, Madris?" He tried to provoke her. He sees her as a potential opponent just like Laurince back in his days
Keyla did not respond and assaulted him.
Their weapons collide, and the students that surround them are nearly blown away by the enormous force that they both unleashed.
Their conflict was so ferocious that Keyla felt she began to lose control of her mana.
The last time she felt this way occurred when she was a child and witnessed a memory of her mother dying in a battle.
She felt traumatized and vowed never to let her emotions dominate her again.
However, when she heard those harsh phrases from Professor Melfynn, she got frustrated because she realized that despite being taught for many years, she was still incapable to keep the mana she possessed.
Professor Melfynn saw a strange occurrence within her, however it was too late as Keyla had already released the black energy.
The students were frightened.
One of the students exclaimed "Is that black magic!?"
Keyla assailed Professor Melfynn with an aggressive strike.
Professor Melfynn cannot manage to flee at that moment because he gets overwhelmed by the aura.
As he received an attack, the professor coughed up blood. His condition was far more dire than previously. Keyla was standing there while his body was laying on the ground outside the circle.
She started screaming, and students attempted to soothe her down by pressing her to the ground with their hands.
One of the students injected the anesthesia on her, causing her to momentarily lose consciousness.
The pupils felt relieved when they saw her resting calmly on the floor.
"Hurry, help professor Melfynn! We need professor Daina as soon as possible!" the referee commanded, and students began rushing to summon Professor Daina.
"I cannot believe black magic exists.."
"That wasn't black magic."
"What if it is? Then we'll be screwed."
Students started to murmur regarding their opinions about Keyla's skill.
The referee interrupts, "It seems to be a peculiar aura that only the wicked beings who inhabit the northern empire retain."
"So, Ali, you're implying that this girl is a native of the North Empire?"
"We can't be certain, but she did defeat Professor Melfynn, therefore there's possibility that she'll receive a spot in this course, and if that's the case, let's keep our sights on her," she continued.
Spivilion Institution's senior president is Alysha Elrod, commonly referred to as Ali.