The next day, in Class S-7,
Approximately twenty special students sat in the large classroom.
Some sat at their desks completely bored, some displayed parlor tricks with their swords, while others played with their books.
And of course, there were a few nerds with square glasses who read diligently.
The class was divided into two factions: the nobility (from noble houses) and the commoners (monstrously talented but lacking background).
But there was one thing common among them all: each of them was a monster in their own right.
Their Sword Souls came in varying shapes and forms, but their Ether signatures were overwhelming.
If one mistook them for beginners, they would be dead wrong.
Soon, their class teacher, Miss Isabella Frostbite, entered the classroom with a strict and composed demeanor.
The chatter faded almost instantly.
Her presence alone was enough to command silence.
