Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Course Selection

The first class with Professor Sylpha had been so absorbing, so heavy with knowledge and presence, that most cadets hadn’t even noticed the hours slipping past. It was only when she left that the spell broke, and the lecture theatre filled with the shuffle of movement, the scrape of chairs, the murmur of voices ready to spill out into the corridors.

But just as they were about to exit, a melodic voice crackled from the beautiful speaker embedded above the stage.

"Cadets, you have now been assigned your Major and Optional Courses. Each of you must complete two Mandatory Courses... Basics of Cultivation and Introduction to Supernatural Ethics & Law. You must also choose one Major Course, based on your elemental affinity, and two Optional Courses of your choice in order to pass the term. Please press the blue button on your personal device for further instructions."

A ripple of curiosity swept through the hall. Eleanor, who had risen with the others, sank back into her seat and tapped the blue button on her wrist device. A translucent screen unfurled before her eyes.

[Course Selection: Primary Term]

Mandatory Courses:

1. Basics of Cultivation

2. Introduction to Supernatural Ethics & Law

Major Course: Contact the Department of Combat to choose your discipline.

Optional Courses: Select any two within five days:

1. Introduction to Alchemy

2. Basics of Forge

3. Cultivation History and Paths

4. Healing Arts

5. Introduction to Formation and Arrays

6. Wilderness Survival

7. Fundamentals of Psionics

8. Magical Botany & Herbology

Music of the

Familiar Handling

Your academic profile

the blue button to open or

exhaled through her nose. As expected, no alchemy... no forging. "Nora," she asked in her mind,

to you. But notice... Fundamentals of Psionics has been offered. The academy clearly recognised

you can study later, from books. Introduction to Formation and Arrays suits me... I will excel at the calculations. But Wilderness Survival is critical for you. Your Trial in Vanaheim will not forgive ignorance

soft tap, lips tightening in thought. The hum of voices around her seemed

her mind, "We don’t have any more mandatory classes today. Let’s head to the Department of Combat and select my major. There are no textbooks given for that subject in my dorm; maybe they’ll have a library. After that...

agreed smoothly in

eyes. "Eleanor, which optional courses did you pick?" Her seat was

haven’t confirmed yet," Eleanor replied. "But I’m leaning toward Fundamentals

"Psionics? I’ve never even

usually offered to first-terms. You’ll see it later if you return

ask more, Kiara and Ophelia came up behind them, catching the tail of the conversation. Ophelia spoke first. "Ma’am, if you’re taking Wilderness Survival, I’ll join that class too. My major is under the Department of

is available as an

nodded. "Yes. One

a small smile. "I don’t have that luxury. Combat’s my major. No elemental affinity means the academy expects me to learn it properly. Honestly, I like their system. They’re not

Wilderness Survival, Eleanor? I was thinking about Familiar Handling & Care. I’ve always

our trial will be in Vanaheim, but not what we’ll face there.

moment before adding, "But don’t let me sway you. Choose what calls to you. If you love familiars, take that class. It’ll be useful after your trial, when you go to Molgrath to stabilize your core... you’ll have the chance to bond

then turned to Maira. "Young Miss, we need to visit the Water School. Your mother gave

head sheepishly. "Oh! I completely forgot. You’re right. We should go there first." She looked

nodded once. "Go on. We’ll

the group naturally split... one headed toward the large dome of the Water School, the other toward the

***

a compact three-story building like others in the academy. Its design mirrored the academy’s other buildings... red bricks, tall windows, and a sign bearing the name of the institution. At the

No exquisite patterns.

with a mix of nerves and excitement. At the far end of the hall sat a white-robed official behind a desk marked with a neat wooden

"Good morning, Miss. We came to choose our combat

but not unkind. "Welcome, cadets.

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