Novel Full Chapter 453 Energetic
Chapter 453 Energetic
[Samara Grayleaf’s POV]
Samara engaged in a lively conversation with a group of students who were eager to hear about her wartime experiences.
Despite their questions, she downplayed the subject. Instead, she shared insights into her unique fighting style, which captivated her audience.
However, their discussion was abruptly hushed as a solemn elf stepped forward and issued a cautionary remark, “Please be cautious, Professor, the demon dragon has arrived.”
Samara’s face reflected her bewilderment as she turned to see the source of such commotion.
Her amazement was palpable as her gaze landed on an extraordinarily handsome young man whom she knew as Archer Ashguard, the son who was banished.
He wore a plain black shirt, matching trousers, and sturdy boots. Archer stood before her, causing her to gaze at him with wide, curious eyes.
Samara also took note of the two young women accompanying him. She recognized the wild, blonde Nala, but she had never seen the other girl beside him, and was an otherworldly beauty.
The young woman had flawless light brown skin and striking pink hair that tumbled in unruly waves.
Her eyes mirrored the captivating color of her hair, radiating profound wisdom. Samara couldn’t help but notice the young woman’s seductive figure.
In particular, her massive chest and a brief pang of envy washed over her because many of her friends had bigger chests.
However, she quickly shook off her momentary jealousy when she heard the young man speak in his strange yet exotic accent.
Samara smiled as she spoke. ”Well, hello, Archer. We meet again.”
[Back to Archer]
When Archer heard Samara address him by name, he responded with a sly grin, “Yes, Aunty.”
Samara approached him, stopped before him, and spoke with fascination in her eyes, “You’ve grown stronger since our fight boy. I can feel the mana radiating from you.”
In response to her comment, he smiled and replied, “You’ll see in the upcoming tournaments.”
Samara nodded and welcomed him and Nefertiti, saying, “Welcome to the Combat Magic class, Archer and this new young lady. Stand to the side while I explain the basics to the class. You’re fortunate that the war led to the headmistress canceling classes and extending the break.”
Archer, Nefertiti, and Nala stood off to the side before Samara stood before everyone and explained the basics of Combat Magic class.
She stepped to the front of the class, her commanding presence capturing the student’s attention. She began to explain the basics of Combat Magic with authority.
“Combat Magic is an essential discipline for any aspiring mage,” she started. “In battle, knowing how to wield magic is as crucial as mastering conventional weapons and swordplay. It’s not enough to simply cast spells; you must understand when and how to use them effectively.”
She continued, “Magic can be a formidable tool for offense, defense, and support. You’ll learn to cast spells with precision and to combine them with your combat techniques. This knowledge will give you an advantage in battle, allowing you to adapt to different situations.”
Samara’s words were met with attentive nods from the students, who recognized the importance of her teachings.
She explained various spells and their applications, stressing the need for versatility and quick thinking in combat.
“Remember, it’s not just about power,” Samara emphasized. “It’s about using your magic wisely and choosing the right spells for the right moments. In this class, you’ll learn not only the theory but also the practical skills needed to become a proficient combat mage. Mastery of this discipline can be the difference between victory and defeat on the battlefield.”
As Samara’s lecture unfolded, the students absorbed her wisdom, eager to delve deeper into Combat Magic and enhance their abilities as mages and warriors.
While she was speaking, he looked around, taking in the view. The expansive field featured over a dozen small arenas where students could practice their magic and combat skills.
Some of these arenas had unique features and obstacles to challenge the students. In the center of the field stood a massive arena, larger than the rest, likely intended for duals, group training, and demonstrations.
It seemed to be the focal point of the training area, designed to accommodate bigger events and battles.
The entire field was encircled by a sturdy, protective wall, undoubtedly built to contain any spells or magic that might go astray during training.
The protective wall brought peace of mind to Archer and his fellow students, ensuring they could practice combat magic safely.
Archer also spotted bleacher-style seats encircling the field, giving observers a good view and enabling students to watch and learn from their classmates during battles and exercises. .
The training field’s layout was impressive, creating an ideal environment for honing their combat magic skills.
That’s when Samara’s voice snapped back to reality when she ended her talk. “Alright, it’s time to put your knowledge into practice. I want each of you to find a partner and get ready for some sparring.”
The students promptly found partners before walking to the training arenas and began their sparring sessions, employing their weapons and spells.
However, when it came to Nala and Nefertiti, they were determined to team up with Archer and declined to work with anyone else.
Samara eventually gave in to their request and instructed Archer to spar against them while she observed.
In response to Samara’s instructions, Archer shrugged and embraced the challenge. The three walked to the largest arena, ready for their sparring match.
Archer deliberately chose to activate the power limiter on his bracelet, indicating his desire to fight using only the fundamentals and improve his skills.
He wanted a genuine challenge and didn’t intend to overpower his opponents unless it was absolutely necessary.
In the center of the training arena, Archer faced Nala and Nefertiti, ready for the sparring match.
He focused his magic, and a shimmering aura of cosmic energy enveloped his body. Archer cast Cosmic Sword and summoned his greatsword.
That’s when Nala charged towards him with fiery determination. He took a steady stance, his sword poised for action.
The clash was imminent, but three more girls appeared on the scene just as they were about to engage.
The ginger-haired girl named Maeve jumped into the skirmish alongside a brown-skinned rabbit girl with white hair and red eyes and a lilac-haired girl who bore a massive shield.
The unexpected arrival of the three girls introduced a layer of complexity to the battle, transforming the one-on-two spar into a one-against-five, a prospect that Archer found rather exciting.
Upon seeing this turn of events, Samara voiced her concern, shouting, “You three unruly ladies, get off the stage! This fight is unfair.”
However, Archer intervened, reassuring his aunt, “Don’t worry, Aunty. I’ll be fine.”
After conversing with the Combat Professor, Archer turned his attention to the two new girls and introduced himself with a playful tone, “Lovely ladies, I’m Archer Wyldheart, the most handsome dragon on Thrylos and renowned princess taker.”
When Nefertiti heard him, she rolled her eyes before commenting. ”Don’t you dare think of collecting any more princess’s husband. You already have enough.”
Archer looked at the succubus whose pink eyes were glowing, and he kissed her before speaking. ”Remember what I’ve said, my pink princess.”
After he spoke, Nefertiti smiled but narrowed her eyes. ”You owe me a date.”
He nodded in response to Nefertiti and then turned his attention to the lilac-haired girl. Her hair was neatly tied into a long ponytail, and her skin had a pristine pearl-white hue.
She had a curvaceous figure, but her body also displayed evident muscle tone. Archer couldn’t help but notice the captivating purple shine in her eyes as she looked at him.
But he soon noticed something quite unusual. Upon closer inspection, he observed gills behind her ears and her pupils, which resembled those of a dragon rather than a human.
Intrigued by this discovery, he couldn’t help but ask, “What’s your name? And are you a mermaid?”
As the girl stepped forward, she nodded in acknowledgment before introducing herself with a warm smile, “I’m Aurelia Vitalis of the Mermaid kingdom in the south. It’s a pleasure to finally meet the white dragon.” .
Archer returned her smile and replied, “Ah, that’s great to hear. I’ll have to visit your kingdom soon. I’ve never seen a mermaid until now, but I have met many Aquarians who seem to be similar to mermaids.”
Aurelia nodded and added, “They are our cousins in the south who evolved into what they are today. We don’t have much contact with them though.”
Upon hearing Aurelia’s words, a smile graced his face. “My wife is an Aquarian, so you’ll have to meet her.”
She recognized the description and spoke with a grin as her shield grew in size to cover her. “Ah, the blue-haired girl I’ve seen around the college. I’ll introduce myself one day. But for now, let’s focus on the fight.”
Archer then turned his attention to the brown-skinned rabbit girl energetically hopping up and down with a manic smile.
With an excited grin, he couldn’t help but comment, “Energetic, aren’t we today?”
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