Clueless to what was happening outside, Alden was sitting inside the lecture hall, his chin propped on one hand, pretending to take notes.
Amyra was missing today.
'She must have taken a mission.'
Aziel was missing too—off on a mission with his party.
The students who chose missions could skip classes.
But only a few times a week; otherwise, all students would have just kept accepting any missions they found to skip classes.
The class he currently was in was Monster Studies.
Now, normally, he would've complained about how boring it was learning about different monster species, their ranks, their strengths.
That was useful stuff but kind of boring.
But today's topic was interesting.
Racial limits.
Alden found this class quite amusing.
Professor Dorel, who was in charge of this class, was an old man with his hair greyed due to his old age. His eyes shone with wisdom gained from his experiences.
His face had a calm expression that indicated his gentle demeanor.
