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68.18% THE THIRD RETURN OF THE NECROTIC MAGIC SWORDSMAN / Chapter 56: Class Awakening [1]

Capítulo 56: Class Awakening [1]

As the formation for awakening was set, Darian clapped his hands to capture the students' attention, which they readily gave, not wanting to fall out of favor with someone of his high tier, as it could make their future difficult.

"Okay then, if everyone is ready, I would like to introduce you to my formation, which will assist in awakening your class today—whether it is destined for you or not. Students, please come forward one line at a time and stand in the middle of the formation. You will soon feel a strange energy or sensation beginning to envelop you, but do not be alarmed; let it flow through you as it will awaken the class that lies dormant within you. Come and discover your fate," he announced, and the students clapped, giving weight to his words.

"Students, you will proceed from section one, following the order of your roll numbers, and then we will continue with the other sections," the Principal instructed, as the teachers prepared for their annual roles.

"Alright, class, as I call out your number, the student will go on stage and begin the process," Cedric announced, stepping in front of his class lines.

"Number one," he called, and a student with brown hair, a common trait here along with other colors like black, blonde, and the rarer hues like blazing red, ocean blue, and forest green, walked towards the stage. But let's set aside the hair color discussion and focus on the task at hand.

He approached the stage, bowed to the principal and Darian, and stepped into the formation, placing his hand on the awakening crystal to initiate the process. 

The crystal glowed briefly, and the young man winced as an unsettling sensation crept within him. 

He fought the urge to withdraw his hand, fearing it might disrupt the awakening. 

As the sensation dissipated, his body radiated light, and an illusion of a warrior with a shield materialized above him, visible to all. 

"Ah, it seems this young one has awakened as a <Shield Bearer>. He may not be offensive, but his abilities could prove highly valuable to a party," remarked Darian, observing the apparition. The principal appeared composed, yet internally he was elated; a student had awakened to a combat-related class immediately, which, despite its limited offensive capabilities, could still be honed for combat. This would surely impress the formation master and potentially garner support for the school from the CGA branch.

As the apparition faded, the crystal where the student's hand rested began to flicker, and a letter emerged.

<D>, signifying the potential or grade of his class.

It was an established fact that hunters were categorized by their rank: those below C were deemed low in status, while those with a higher-class rank were destined to shine.

"Oh, what a shame. He has a good class but a low rank, though it's not bad," the Principal remarked. The student felt a mix of happiness and disappointment, the latter due to Miriam's comment.

After leaving the stage, he joined his classmates who congratulated him on his awakening. Their approval lifted his spirits, as he had achieved what he had worked so hard for.

The mood was buoyant until Teacher Cedric announced the next student, a girl known for her kindness and popularity. As she approached the stage, there was a palpable sense of anticipation for her to receive a high class.

She stepped into the formation for the awakening. Her body twitched in the initial phase, but then, to the silent shock of the audience, no visage appeared. The inevitable had occurred.

She emerged as a non-awakened, without a class but still possessing the mana that would allow her to live a life like everyone else.

It was deemed necessary, yet they couldn't be overly aggressive with it. Those who hadn't awakened to their classes were not entitled to become strong.

Thus, the girl's fate was sealed to a mundane job within the lord's territories.

Some stubborn individuals chose to hunt monsters beyond the protected lands in hopes of wealth, but rules and regulations thwarted them. If they ventured illegally, they were either caught or killed by the monsters.

The girl who failed to awaken wept, crouched in the formation, while Cedric, who could be haughty at times, consoled her. Despite his occasional arrogance towards teachers in competitions, he empathized with her inability to awaken a class, as he shared the same fate.

After receiving some comfort from the teacher, the girl descended from the stage to join her friends in the field.

Her fellow students were deeply saddened but powerless to help, as awakening a class was not something one could influence. Otherwise, no one would tolerate the existence of those without a class.

Following a moment of silence for the first failure, the principal gestured to Cedric to summon another student, for Darian was not a man to wait idly all day for a single group of students, given his many other responsibilities.

Evan, who was observing the scene, was keen to encounter this Lucas, potentially a future adversary. To avoid facing a formidable foe, he contemplated eliminating the threat before it could grow. It is well-known that a 'destined one' given time to develop will acquire life-saving skills and return stronger than ever.

The awakening session progressed, assigning combat classes such as knight, archer, assassin, mage, brawler, and martial artist to some students, while others received support roles like healers, shield bearers, scouts, formation masters, and tricksters—a class specializing in illusion magic and charm skills. Auxiliary roles included blacksmith apprentices, alchemists, enchanters, gardeners, and teachers. A standout was the Paladin, a high-ranking class awarded to a girl, making her the star of section one. During the visage, a low-level phenomenon occurred: a knight appeared before everyone, and as they watched, the sky above the auditorium darkened with clouds. Suddenly, a sword of light descended, and Darian, experienced in such matters, quickly formed a barrier on the roof, turning it transparent so the sword could pass through effortlessly.

The sword landed before the visage, who grasped it as if chosen by a deity. Eventually, the visage vanished, revealing the girl's talent, marked as <B>—the highest anyone had achieved.

Moreover, Darian recommended the girl for the CGA.

That concluded the entire section, with eleven remaining unawakened.

Thus, the first section's awakening came to an end. No one had surpassed a B grade, but achieving higher was exceedingly difficult and might stand as the class's peak.

Subsequently, the Principal, contemplating the repercussions of a similar event, decided to relocate, a decision Darian concurred with, not wishing to repeat the past.

Minutes later, the venue was shifted; students gathered on the field while Darian prepared the formation for the awakening.

The teachers discussed the Principal's initial preference for the auditorium, now reverted to the field, where the first nine awakenings had occurred.

They recalled advising him to choose this location, yet he had opted to attempt it indoors, to which they had acquiesced.

Now, they looked on with disapproval, while he avoided their stares, too embarrassed to meet their eyes.

And without further waiting he resume the awakening for the next section, two.

-- To be continued --


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Capítulo 57: Class Awakening [2]

[14th Everdusk 2103]

The next class to awaken was Section Two, which boasted some of the batch's top performers. However, everyone understood that academic excellence didn't guarantee a high-class designation.

The atmosphere was a mix of excitement and tension, with the fear of being left without a class looming over everyone.

As the teacher stepped forward to call out the students by number, one boy, Lucas Bennett, appeared utterly carefree amidst the anxiety. The class topper, Lucas was a striking figure with his cold demeanor, standing at 5'8" with black hair and eyes that added an extra charm to his already captivating face. His nonchalant attitude was precisely why all eyes were on him, including those of the second-ranked girl who usually sought to challenge him but was visibly nervous at the moment.

Tess, standing before the class, hoped that each student would awaken to their class, not for the sake of competition but because she couldn't bear to see her students falter under pressure.

She called up the first student, who walked towards the stage, and the process began anew. A vision of a chef baking a cake appeared, bringing delight rather than dejection to the student, whose family owned a bakery. This revelation was a boon to his family business.

Then the talent emerged before him, a <C> class, considered quite high-ranking except for the first section, where most combat classes only reached a <D>, save for the Paladin girl with a <B> rank.

He returned from the stage to the applause of his friend. He took his place in line as Tess called the second student, and the ceremony continued.

After twenty-one students, only twelve had managed to awaken their class while nine had not.

"Okay, class, now roll number twenty-two will take the stage," Tess announced, drawing everyone's attention to a girl whose beauty was impossible to ignore. She was Lyra Dawnfield, ranked second in the entire batch and the sole heiress of the prominent Dawnfield family.

Her family, known for their mage lineage, was renowned throughout the country.

The question on everyone's mind was why she attended this school. The story goes that years ago, she competed here and was defeated in the finals by Lucas, the prodigy. Vowing to surpass him one day, she enrolled in the school, her prestigious background and her father's consent aiding her admission.

But the true reason for her presence remained a mystery.

As she walked towards the stage and bowed to Master Darian, she approached the formation to determine her destiny.

Placing her hand on the crystal, a crimson light, unlike the usual blue or red, enveloped her. A rare phenomenon unfolded, leaving the audience in awe, witnessing what seemed like a miracle for the second time that day.

Once again, the sky filled with black clouds, but this time, instead of a visage, a flickering light began to dance above. It shone as if heralding the first light, and then, with a dramatic tear, the clouds parted, and a majestic phoenix descended in a missile-like manner. Spectators expected a crash, but it gracefully halted and landed before the assembly, transforming into a lady adorned in a mage-like outfit, flames flickering intermittently from her suit.

The class she awakened was unprecedented, and Lyra's eyes opened wide as she assimilated the knowledge of her new class.

"The Flame Witch," she whispered to herself, her words reaching the ears of the astonished onlookers, for such a class was indeed unique and unheard of.

Cheers erupted, affirming that Lyra was a force not to be trifled with.

The ranking process commenced, culminating in the revelation of a letter before the crowd.

<S>, it read, initially silencing the masses before they burst into applause, recognizing the birth of a genius that would bring the school immense support from the CGA to foster more students.

"Wow, it seems our class queen is destined for greatness," one girl remarked, with others nodding in agreement.

"And I doubt that first-rank ruffian... the handsome brat stands a chance against her," another added, eyeing his nonchalant demeanor.

Darian, awestruck, snapped out of his daze and approached to recruit her for the CGA, but the principal intervened, preventing a grave error.

Upon discovering she was a direct descendant of the Dawnfield house, Darian dismissed the thought as quickly as it had come, knowing well that the noble families would never permit their offspring to join such a faction.

They established their own guild, and their offspring became its members.

No one would dare approach an <S> rank class individual from their ranks.

She exited the stage and approached Tess, who was brimming with pride.

After receiving congratulations, she returned to her place, where her friends gathered to celebrate her success. Meanwhile, Tess announced the next student. It was Lucas, who strolled towards the stage with the nonchalance of a park walk.

He passed the Principal and Darian, then positioned himself within the formation and laid his hand upon the crystal.

The crystal illuminated, followed by his body, and the ritual commenced once more. The crowd awaited the revelation of his class, curious if it would surpass the impressive class of the second-ranked.

As the light dimmed and it seemed no class would manifest, a visage emerged, bringing relief to Tess and the others—it was confirmation of his class acquisition.

The visage displayed before the crowd, his armor a unique blend of metal and leather, suggesting a warrior-mage hybrid. The scene shifted dramatically when he levitated his grimoire, releasing an aura that momentarily paralyzed students and teachers alike. Even Darian, a second-tier individual, was briefly immobilized, though he recovered in a mere second, his amazement evident at the power emanating from a zero-tier youth.

He was certain that the newcomer possessed a high-ranking class, yet he pondered why the expected phenomenon hadn't occurred. Considering it an anomaly in the awakening process, he was elated, seeing it as an opportunity to recruit him.

The crowd was equally astounded, interpreting this as a sign of two high-class individuals emerging consecutively. Lyre was taken aback; despite her noble lineage, she couldn't fathom how this boy had acquired a class surpassing her own. Yet, she wasn't prepared to concede defeat, clinging to the hope that this twist of fate might still turn in her favor if he had received an 'A' rank class.

Anticipation hung in the air as they awaited the results of the rank assessment test. When the outcome finally materialized, it left everyone in disbelief, for what it revealed was utterly unexpected.

The rank he received was....

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-- To be continued -- 

A/N: If you're eager to discover the outcome, stay tuned for the next chapter, folks. Don't forget to add it to your library; this will ensure you're notified as soon as the chapter is released.


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