Aether Chronicles: Birth Of A Legend-Chapter 142: World History

Raegar shook his head and climbed out of the pod, which was a simple seat that he found comfortable and something that activated the Aether. He stood up and stretched just as a whoosh was heard.

His gaze snapped in its direction as the headmistress instructed. ''This way, Blackwood.''

Following that, the older woman led him toward the opposite side of the hall, where it led into a walkway that would take anyone back to the main foyer of Drakenwood. Once she stopped walking.

''There you go,'' she said while pointing to the board. ''Your name is there already.''

Raegar glanced up and grinned when he saw his name in first place.

[1st - Class S - Raegar Blackwood - 7150 Combat Points]

''Oh nice,'' he commented before turning toward the headmistress. ''Will there be more forest monsters?''

The blue-haired woman nodded. ''Indeed, the empress plans to contribute more when her schedule allows. For now, the empire's researchers are here to ensure everything functions smoothly.''

Raegar smiled. ''That's good, I look forward to trying it out more, but I guess it can only be during Combat Magic Class?'' he questioned.

She looked at him for a moment before she responded. ''For now, yes. Do good in classes and studying, then it may be expanded to you during your free period.''

''Thank you headmistress,'' he said.

The older woman grinned before ushering him out of the hall. ''Come on, let's go outside and let the others have a try now we know the students will be safe thanks to you.'

He agreed with a nod, then remembered his reward. ''Can I have my school points, please?''

''Give me your pass,'' she replied.

Raegar handed her it, and she whispered cryptic words. A glowing number twenty appeared on it as she returned it. ''Go rest,'' she urged. ''Your special ability may be powerful, but it ravages your body before rebuilding it. I can see your exhaustion.''

''Huh?" he frowned, puzzled. ''I mean, I'm always drained after using it, but I only rely on it against opponents far stronger than me.''

The old woman's eyes narrowed, a glint of curiosity in them. ''There's something unique about you. I'm eager to witness the true potential of a Tetraarch Mage.''

Raegar started walking away as he replied with a smirk. ''Wait until I reach the next Tier headmistress, I'll let you feel my aura.''

Following that, he remembered Zahara's directions to the World History Class and started walking through the school. Soon enough, he came to a smaller building with classes inside, which was the one he was looking for.

''Now I can rest until the next bell,'' he muttered while lying down on the nearby grass.

Raegar gazed at the drifting clouds until exhaustion overwhelmed him, his eyes fluttering shut. Later, a soft hoot stirred him awake. Blinking, he found Dominique's black owl perched beside his head, watching him intently.

He smiled before stroking the wary bird, who nudged his hand. ''Hoot.''

''Thank you for guarding me, Baldur,'' he replied while pampering the owl.

Moments later, Raegar sat up with a yawn as it hooted again, causing him to reply. ''Your master is coming? Alright, I was waiting for the two girls anyway.''

Following that, Zahara and Dominique turned the corner while chatting as Baldur took off and returned to wherever he wanders off to. He watched the owl vanish into the blue sky as the vampire commented. ''The silly boy wanted to guard you as you slept.''

Raegar chuckled, stretching with a yawn. ''I wish that owl could visit my room, but it's miles under the ocean. All I get are fish and the occasional shark.''

The girls giggled, and before he could react, Zahara threw her arms around him in a sudden hug. He froze, startled, as the blonde grinned. ''You're about to be the first test subject for my healing spell!''

She murmured a few words, and a warm, soothing energy washed over him, easing some of his lingering exhaustion. Raegar shook his head as Dominique suggested. ''Why don't we head to the class to get the best seats?''

They agreed and entered the building only to see a foyer with a staircase in front of them, with a sign leading the group to the S Class room. When entering, the other students turned to him, only to notice his face.

'Here we go,' he thought with a sigh, but to his surprise, no one said anything.

''Come on, Rae, there are a few seats left,'' Zahara cheerfully said and dragged him toward the nearby table with three chairs.

Dominique followed behind while shaking her head before sitting on his right, as the blonde to the left. Whenever his gaze met another student, they avoided it, but soon enough, the professor stepped inside.

A tall young woman with brown hair and green eyes entered, towering over the class. Noticing everyone was present, she nodded and flashed a warm smile. ''Good afternoon, children,'' she said brightly. ''I'm Professor Wentworth, your World History teacher for the year.''

Following that, the professor grabbed a stack of plain books and started handing them out while explaining. ''You'll write down any notes for the tests, the headmistress agreed to let me hand these out so students won't forget.''

Moments later, she placed three on Raegar's table and moved on as Dominique took her mumbling. ''At least we get books here; the other professors make you buy your own.''

''It helped with Healing,'' Zahara commented. ''What about you, Dom? Did it help with Monster Studies?''

''Yes it did,'' the vampire replied begrudenly.

Just then, Professor Wentworth spoke in an excited tone. ''We'll learn about the lovely Kaldorra before moving south to the Lost Continent of Azuthra and all its wonders. But firstly, who can tell me what the northern tip of our land is called?''

''The Northern Wastes,'' a boy at the front answered.

Raegar watched the professor smile as she nodded. ''And why do we call it that?''

No one added anything, causing him to speak. ''It's not the monsters, cannibal tribes, or demonic cults you have to worry about, it's the cold that kills expeditions the empire sent north. Whole camps freeze over in minutes, according to Jorvik's Third Journal to the Northern Hell.''

When the older woman heard this, her eyes widened as she questioned. ''You've read that?'' frёewebnoѵēl.com

Raegar nodded. ''Yes, my uncle has the collection in the Vaelthorne library and my grandmother let me read them, despite how gruesome they were,'' he revealed.

Professor Wentworth and the class leaned in, captivated, as he continued. ''The first journal described his shipwreck on the Barren Shores in the east. The survivors built a camp, but deadly White Bears and cannibal tribes attacked relentlessly.''

This shocked the listeners, even the professor hung off every word. ''Fortunately, the Lion of Dawnfire swooped in, rescuing the remaining forty sailors and bringing them safely to the Far North but that was the last time, people have tried to establish a city there but the first attempt failed when the whole colony vanished.''

''The Night of A Thousand Tears,'' the older woman muttered. ''A horrible time from history for the northern lands, but thanks to the Demon General who pushed back the tide of death.''

Raegar couldn't help but smile when hearing his father's nickname, catching the professor's attention, causing her to question. ''There's nothing to smile over that, it was lucky that he helped out.''

''What's the general's name, professor?'' he answered with a grin.

''Alaric Blackwood,'' she responded, only to go wide-eyed.

Raegar nodded. ''And I'm a Blackwood, hearing people talk about my father is unusual for me, but it's good,'' he explained.

Zahara and Dominique giggled at the older woman's shocked expression before she approached the front while replying. ''Oh yes, I did read on the S Class list that you were attending, no wonder you know your history.''

''Only basic bits and pieces,'' he revealed. ''It's why I picked World History, there's more to this land than deadly forests or monster-filled mountains. Take the Old World, for example, I heard that was a different time completely.''

When Professor Wentworth heard this, she laughed before announcing to the class. ''After your spring test, we will start learning about many things, but until then, we will focus on Kaldorra.''

Following that, the class learned about Drakenwood's long history and how the school was founded over a thousand years ago. By the time the class came to an end, everyone was excited.

''Rae, it seems like you've read loads of history,'' Zahara commented while standing up.

Domonique giggled as she teased. ''Well, what do you expect from the bookworm of our group?''

Raegar looked at the vampire with a raised eyebrow, causing her to laugh even more as the blonde commented. ''Haven't we all got a free class?''

''No, I have Monster Study Class,'' the vampire girl replied with an excited tone.

Following that, the trio left the class as Zahara commented. ''Are you two coming to dinner? I heard it will be delicious.''