"Were you looking for me, Instructor Kevin?" Moss asked respectfully.
"Where did you run off to? I looked all over for you!" Kevin yelled even though he was right in front of Moss. His bell-like voice made Moss's scalp tingle.
"I'm sorry. I went to ask Mr. Hank some questions," Moss explained.
"That's fine. We have a batch of Mystic Realms here suitable for knights, and they will be the focus of your next training. You can consider it when you have the time," Kevin said as he patted Moss's shoulder, "Train hard, B-666."
Moss rubbed his shoulder and turned to leave. He did not understand why the instructors gave him another batch of Mystic Realms. But since Kevin said it was suitable for knights, Moss dared not neglect it.
Moss took the Mystic Realm number and went to look for it. Finally, he found the batch of realms in the southeast corner of the training ground. He looked at the rusty bronze doors and felt its ancient semblance.