Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 244

Chapter 244: Wilderness Survival

The next day, after the Basics of Cultivation class, Eleanor and Ophelia made their way to the Wilderness Survival classroom on the third floor of the academy building. According to the information provided by the academy, this subject had only a single classroom... no offices, no auxiliary facilities, nothing else.

The room itself, however, was beautifully kept. It was large and square in shape, two of its walls lined with towering bookshelves, the other two adorned with paintings of exotic beasts in vivid colour. Yet, for all its decoration, the space was empty.

Ophelia even stepped back to glance at the sign above the door, just to be certain. The inscription confirmed they were in the right place.

They hesitated at the threshold, uncertain what to do next... when a voice spoke from behind them.

"Young Ladies, have you come for the Wilderness Survival class?"

Both turned. A gloomy old man was approaching from the corridor, his pace unhurried. He wore the indigo robe of a professor. His curly grey hair framed a face dominated by bushy eyebrows, while his eyes were clouded, almost white which gave him an austere, uncanny air.

"Yes, Professor," Eleanor replied evenly.

At once, the gloom lifted from the man’s face, replaced by a radiant smile. He came closer and gestured them inside.

"I am Professor Jiro Heinrix Frostspire," he announced warmly. "I am the sole instructor for Wilderness Survival. You may call me Professor Jiro. Come in, come in."

He led them into the classroom, walking to the far end where a broad wooden desk waited. Settling himself behind it, he waved them towards the rows of chairs.

"Sit down, sit down! Tell me your names."

Eleanor and Ophelia obediently took seats in the front row, directly before him.

"I am Eleanor."

"I am Ophelia."

Professor Jiro raised his eyebrows. "Ah! Fine names indeed! Now tell me, are you certain you wish to take this class as an optional course? Or have you merely come to gather a few tips?"

Eleanor carefully glanced around the room. "We came to take this course as our optional. We plan to finish it within this term."

She hesitated, then asked, "Um, Professor, did we come too early? The class seems empty."

on time." Professor Jiro gave a grunt that carried a hint of contempt. "You are the only students here. These days, young cadets are only interested in swinging their fists and swords about. Very few are wise enough to know

class really is that unpopular. Or perhaps the professor is simply incompetent," Eleanor thought, hoping she would not come to regret the decision

asked, "Why did you two choose Wilderness

plainly, "My grandmother, Fiona Raynor,

clearly knows what truly matters... wait. Did you say

Hmm. Who would have thought an ungrateful student like her would recognise

"Professor,

the most feared. Not for her strength, but for the way

stopped; his mouth snapping shut as though

young to know such things! And besides, it is not in my character to slander others

though Professor Jiro had stopped, Eleanor already held some juicy

to your course," the professor said, his tone shifting abruptly to seriousness.

Martial Arts, along with two mandatory courses... Basics of Cultivation and Introduction

what? Fundamentals of Psionics! Do you have

wondering what exactly Fiona had done in her academy days to leave the professor still flustered at the mention of

plain across his face. Then, slowly, he

far too

Close

condition. A most useful talent indeed. Even I, a dragon, envy your kind,"

"Very well. Let’s complete your

pulled a black laptop from his drawer, and within five minutes their

and checked

[Course Selection: Primary Term]

Mandatory Course:

Cultivation Introduction to Supernatural Ethics &

Major Course:

(School of

Optional Course:

Psionics

now available. Do you wish to enter

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