Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 847 196.3 - Gaze

With the final few presentations wrapped up, Professor Fenwell clapped his hands together, signaling the conclusion of the lesson.
"Well done, everyone. Today's exercise was meant to sharpen your understanding of how artifacts complement combat styles, and I'd say you all did an excellent job. Keep these insights in mind as you progress through your training, because whether you realize it or not, the right artifact might just save your life one day."
He glanced at the clock and gave a satisfied nod. "That's all for this week's lesson. You're dismissed."
The moment those words left his mouth, the room was filled with the sound of chairs scraping back, bags being slung over shoulders, and students chatting animatedly as they took the brief break period before their next class.
And why wouldn't they?
The next lesson was Eleanor's, and it wasn't just another lecture. It was the class where each cadet's mentor would be revealed and the results of the mentorship program would be finalized.
The energy in the room shifted immediately. Excitement buzzed through the air as cadets whispered among themselves, discussing which mentor they hoped to be assigned to.
Irina stretched her arms behind her back, smirking as she heard the enthusiastic discussions happening around her. "Seems like no one's planning on skipping next class."
Jasmine chuckled. "Of course not. It's the most important one yet."
Meanwhile, at Astron and Lucas's table, Lucas exhaled dramatically, leaning back in his chair. "Man, I swear, every time Fenwell talks about artifacts, I end up wanting to buy one, but then I remember that my budget's about as generous as a rock."
Astron, still looking at his tablet, didn't respond.
Lucas glanced sideways at him and smirked. "What, no response? You'

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