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[Translator - Peptobismal]
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Chapter 8
[Passive skill Healing Factor activated.]
[Passive skill Infinite Stamina activated.]
A warm energy spread through Zeke's body.
"Huh? My body suddenly feels refreshed?"
The fatigue suddenly disappeared.
It was the same refreshing feeling he used to feel whenever he used Healing when he was exhausted.
Zeke moved his body around.
"What is this?"
Zeke checked the skill information, which had changed from active skills to passive skills.
—Passive Skill Description—
Healing Factor: Automatically heals the body's wounds. (Always active)
Unyielding Mental Defense: Defends against all status abnormalities caused by external factors and keeps the mind calm. (Always active)
Infinite Stamina: Infinite stamina allows for immediate recovery from fatigue. (Always active)
Combat Senses: Danger perception is maximized, and cognitive speed increases during combat. (Always active)
Zeke's jaw dropped after reading the skill descriptions.
"Oh my god."
Not only were the skills stronger than when he was a Healer, but they were also always active.
Zeke especially paid attention to the Healing Factor.
"Automatically heals the body? Doesn't this mean infinite healing?"
He had tried to achieve a similar effect with Healing in his past life, but he had failed.
This was because there was a significant cooldown time between uses of Healing, and it was difficult to completely heal all wounds with Healing alone.
Zeke decided to test Healing Factor.
He took out the dagger he had put in his pocket.
"Whew."
Zeke gripped the sharpened dagger and slashed his palm.
Slash!
Red blood flowed from his palm.
Zeke tilted his head, looking at the dripping blood.
"Huh? What's this? Does the skill not activate if I inflict the wound myself?"
Zeke wondered and pressed the wound to stop the bleeding.
Then he suddenly noticed something strange.
"Huh?"
There was no wound where the blood was flowing.
It was so clean that he couldn't even tell he had been cut.
[Skill Healing Factor activated.]
The system notification couldn't keep up with the speed of the wound healing.
Zeke decided to make a bigger wound.
He slashed his forearm with the dagger.
His skin split open.
But at the same time it split, the wound closed and returned to its original state.
"Crazy... what kind of cheat ability is this?"
Zeke, who had lived a rough life in his past life, fighting with swords, could fully appreciate how overpowered his ability was.
He finally understood the meaning of his class name.
"Immortal."
It was the perfect class name for his abilities.
Zeke stood up.
He picked up the claymore leaning against the wall and muttered,
"With this level of ability, I can move my plans forward by about three years."
Zeke's eyes gleamed.
It was possible to graduate from the academy after five years if you passed the exam.
However, those with exceptional abilities could apply for early graduation.
Zeke swung his claymore and smiled.
"That academy? I'll graduate within two years."
* * *
Unlike the Cradle, which was located within the Dragon's Nest, the academy was located in the heart of the capital of the Duchy of Troy.
The Duchy of Troy, famous for the legend of the Dragon slayers, was located in the western part of the continent and was the territory of the Draker Clan.
The Draker Clan's academy, founded by the family's founder, Terakan Draker, was the continent's best knight school, boasting a long tradition.
Therefore, not everyone could enter the Draker Academy.
Only those who received a special letter of recommendation from the Draker Clan, their retainers, or those related to the family could enroll.
And since it was a place where the children of influential people across the continent wanted to enter even if it meant paying a fortune, the capital of the Duchy of Troy, although small in size, was as bustling as the capital of the Empire.
And the time when this decent capital became especially lively was February, when the new semester of the Draker Academy began.
Rumble!
On the day the new semester started, carriages carrying students from all over the continent flocked to the academy.
The central plaza of the academy was filled with new students as well as upperclassmen.
They were all wearing black cadet uniforms modeled after the Draker Clan uniform, and the upperclassmen of the academy were already well-built and muscular, almost like adults.
"They're coming."
Rumble!
At someone's words, black carriages entered the academy in a line.
The gathered students watched the black carriages with tense expressions.
Black carriages with the Dragon Slayer Emblem.
They were the carriages carrying the new students from the Cradle.
The black carriages lined up in a row and stopped at one side of the central plaza.
Then, the doors opened, and the new students from the Cradle disembarked one by one.
Both the upperclassmen and the new students watched them with nervous expressions.
The Cradle graduates, who had undergone harsh training from a young age and were now entering the academy, were on a different level from ordinary students.
They were all directly or indirectly related to the Draker Clan and had awakened their aura through the Blessing Ceremony.
They were starting from a different starting line.
As if to emphasize this, the Cradle graduates were wearing ceremonial robes with the Dragon Slayer Emblem, unlike the ordinary students.
Those who entered the academy from outside looked at them with awe.
Then, Reina Turunn, now able to use the name Reina Draker, appeared.
Thud!
As Reina got off the carriage, dozens of students from the Turunn clan, who had been waiting on one side of the plaza, approached her and knelt.
"We greet Reina Draker!"
They emphasized the name "Draker."
Reina looked down at them and nodded slightly.
The Turunn clan students stood up, straightened their backs, and stood behind Reina.
She then led the dozens of students into the academy building.
The children of influential clans, such as Jakenn Vardec, Leon Conrad, and Owen Siemens, already had their factions established in the school before they even entered.
Just then, the door of the last carriage opened.
All eyes in the plaza turned towards it.
The person who emerged from the carriage was Zeke Draker.
The youngest son of the clan head, Arthur Draker, and the rumor that he was a pure-blooded awakened had already spread throughout the academy.
Surprisingly, Zeke Draker wasn't wearing the clan's ceremonial robes.
He looked around the academy plaza, dressed in casual clothes with a massive claymore slung over his shoulder, and stepped down.
"Whew... how long has it been since I've been here?"
In his past life, he had been expelled from the academy at the age of fifteen and wandered the continent.
Seeing the familiar scenery of the academy building brought back the pain of the past.
Zeke walked across the plaza with his claymore slung over his shoulder.
It was a place so vast and maze-like that newcomers would get lost, but that didn't apply to Zeke.
He skillfully found his assigned dormitory.
"Hmm. It's good to be a pure-blooded awakened. I never thought I'd get the Platinum Floor."
Pure-blooded awakened were given an entire floor of a luxury mansion to use during their time at the academy.
And the floor master was provided with various benefits, including exclusive maids and servants, a private training room, a lounge, a swimming pool, a sauna, and a reading room.
Zeke walked towards the Platinum Mansion, the luxury dormitory, instead of the ordinary dormitory.
It boasted a splendid exterior, comparable to a 5-star hotel in Midland or the Dorta Republic, and disciplined staff that exuded elegance.
It was a place he couldn't have imagined in his past life when he used the ordinary shared dormitory.
As he approached the mansion, one of the staff members walked towards him.
"Welcome, Master Zeke Draker. We've been waiting for you."
Zeke entered the mansion, guided by the staff member.
He boarded the mana-powered elevator.
"Please be sure to wear your gloves, as there may be problems with the elevator for pure-blooded awakened."
Zeke nodded, and the staff member operated the elevator.
His assigned floor was the 4th floor.
Ding!
As the elevator doors opened, the servants and maids who managed the 4th floor lined up and greeted Zeke.
"Welcome, Master!"
Zeke was flustered by the sight, something he had never experienced in his past life, but he pretended to be nonchalant.
Then, the elderly head servant approached Zeke and bowed politely.
"It is an honor to serve you, Master Zeke. If you wish, I can guide you on how to use the Platinum Floor."
Zeke waved his hand.
"Thank you, but I'll take the tour later. Where is my luggage?"
"Master Zeke's luggage has been organized in your room."
"Lead the way to my room."
Zeke followed the head servant to his room.
The entire floor was Zeke's space, so it seemed to be several hundred square meters.
The head servant opened the door, revealing a room no different from a luxury hotel suite.
"Huh..."
It was a glimpse of the power of the Draker Clan, who spared no expense in investing in talented individuals.
"If you need anything, please ring the bell anytime, Master Zeke."
Zeke asked the head servant, who was about to leave,
"Where's Decker?"
"Decker has gone to the academy administration office to process your enrollment, Master Zeke."
"Tell him to come see me when he returns."
"Yes, sir."
As the head servant left, Zeke slowly looked around the room, which was as spacious as a training ground.
'I could actually train here.'
He muttered to himself and then walked to one side of the room and opened a luxurious wardrobe made of walnut. Inside, there were a dozen uniforms that fit him perfectly.
Zeke clicked his tongue.
'Are they rolling in money? The more I see, the more I realize this family is crazy.'
Before Zeke could finish looking around the room, Decker returned with a small box bearing the Dragon Slayer Emblem.
Zeke immediately realized what it was.
"Are those the gloves?"
"Yes, sir. Please open it."
Zeke opened the lid of the box Decker was holding.
A pair of black gloves with the Draker Clan crest was inside.
"Gloves made of dragon leather."
To block Mana Interference, alchemically treated dragon leather was required.
As a Dragon Slayer family, the Draker Clan had the largest collection of dragon-related items on the continent.
He took off the temporary gloves and put on the new ones.
The gloves, which seemed small, surprisingly fit his hands perfectly as if they were a second skin.
Zeke clenched and unfurled his gloved hands, checking the fit.
"They're light? And incredibly soft. It feels like I'm not even wearing gloves."
Unlike the heavy and uncomfortable temporary gloves, the official gloves were extremely comfortable.
Decker closed the box and placed it aside, saying,
"Now that you are a pure-blooded awakened, you must wear them at all times."
Although Zeke's Magic Repellent trait had been enhanced into the Magic Reflection skill, removing the constant activation effect, the gloves of a pure-blooded awakened still had many benefits.
Decker asked Zeke,
"By the way, why were you looking for me?"
Zeke picked up the claymore leaning against the wall with his gloved hand.
"This. I need a new one made."
He could continue using the claymore he brought from the Cradle, but it had its limitations as a training weapon.
The Duchy of Troy had an abundance of high-quality iron and skilled artisans, so most academy students had their first weapons made here.
Decker nodded.
"Understood. Then I will search for a suitable artisan."
Zeke shook his head.
"No, I've already found one."
He took out a note from his pocket and handed it to Decker.
"Find this person and make an appointment. I'll go in person."
Decker tilted his head at the note Zeke handed him.
"Is he a famous artisan worthy of you going in person, young master? I don't think I've ever seen that name before."
"He's not famous now. The reason I'm going in person is... well, it's hard to explain. Just make the appointment first."
Although Decker seemed to find it strange, he nodded.
"Understood. I'll let you know as soon as the appointment is made. Also, classes start tomorrow. I've placed the materials for new students on the desk, so please be sure to familiarize yourself with them."
Zeke clicked his tongue as he looked at Decker.
"Always nagging. Alright, I'll train after dinner, so book the training ground for me."
Decker adjusted his monocle and said,
"Have you forgotten where you are, young master?"
"Huh? This is the Platinum Floor... Ah, that's right. They said there's a private training room here too."
Zeke nodded with satisfaction.
'With a private training room... I can practice the Dragon Skills more freely.'
It was then.
At the sudden knock, Decker went to check and saw the head servant entering the room.
"Master Zeke. There's a message from another Floor Master."
"A message? From whom?"
The head servant handed Zeke a note and said,
"It's a message from Miss Reina Draker, the master of the 6th floor."
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HELHEIM SCANS
[Translator - Peptobismal]
[Proofreader - Max]
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