A different day, a practical combat class among all the first-year classrooms, in addition to an open class for all years, including the third.
Clearly, an invitation to the great clubs that would start to form. Yes, so far there were no clubs in the school, and that was because they wanted to create teams and groups based on the Guild System that had already been established.
The group will function as a provisional Guild. In general, with the school's growth, just classes won't help students catch up on their knowledge; they need experience.
And what experience would a student gain locked in the academy? Exactly, none. Although the Academy has Duels, it doesn't mean they will learn anything, so it was decided that the Kryoris Academy will act as a subguild. Requests can be sent and will be analyzed so that students can go on missions across the continent.
The missions were classified as F, E, D, C, B, A, and S, and with this small tournament among the first year, they will assess their full combat ability to make sure the first years can defend themselves outside of the School.
This would be repeated with the Second and Third years consecutively, thus creating a system of Provisional Adventurers for the School.
The Title System was included in this, thus creating the Adventurer Identity.
Now the whole school was in complete chaos as the Arena was prepared to accommodate all the students who wanted to watch, especially the Elite Class of the Third Year, which is usually quiet but was coming to watch.
"Katarina, do you really want to see this?" A muscular boy with green hair asked with a smile as he sipped on a pink drink. He looked towards a shadow.
"Let's see who will surprise me," she replied, while lightly recalling the student council president.
"Is that girl going to be here?" She said with a smile, hearing a female voice from behind.
"She will be," the voice came from a Demi-Human with curved horns protruding outward, like those of a goat. She had a small mole near her mouth and looked like a noble maiden with her purple dress with white frills. She was somewhat ominous and made the air a bit heavier.
"Oh, Aren, you're here. I thought you didn't care," Katarina said, stepping out of the shadows of the VIP Room.
A tall, beautiful, and slender woman with cat ears and long red hair, sporting purple feline eyes, wore a general's outfit with long sleeves and buttons on the arms. A black choker adorned her neck, and she wore leather high-heeled boots. She wore a black overcoat and sunglasses. She was a Catkin.
"I don't care, but there's someone my mistress told me to keep an eye on," she said calmly, placing her hand on her pale face.
"I imagine it's the Scarlet Boy," Katarina said as she looked out at the arena, which seemed to be filling up.
"I'm curious too. Why would someone like him allow himself to be bullied for a month?" Katarina added.
"He was keeping up appearances, but it seems he won't last much longer. That wolf named Alexander really got to him," the voice came from the entrance of the room, and everyone turned to see a tall man, nearly two meters tall.
"ZED!" Katarina exclaimed, rushing over to embrace him.
He had tan skin, short hair, and brown eyes. He wore a sort of businessman's suit and had a huge tattoo that extended from his arm to his chest.
"I thought you were on a mission," Aren said, eyeing the big guy.
"Good to see you grumpy," he replied dryly, as an orange cat leaped over his entire upper body.
"How's the security situation?" He asked, receiving no response. "Katarina."
"And how would I know? I don't care about that," she replied, sitting back down.
"If anyone shows up, just kill them," she added, chuckling softly.
"Irresponsible..."
"It's fine, Zed. Professor Nagasawa is in charge of security for this event," he heard Aren say.
"So you have nothing to worry about. Although I think she needs a break, that woman works too hard," he said as he sat on the sofa.
"It seems we have some big names," Aren commented as he watched several students enter. "I don't care about any of them, I just want to see Scarlet!" Katarina exclaimed, excited.
"You sound like a child!" Aren chided her lightly, and Zed rebuked her. "Be thankful she's excited, it's the first time I've seen her like this. She's usually cruel all the time."
"Yes," everyone in the room said at the same time.
"I have my moments too, okay? I want to see that boy."
"Yes, we know, you've made that clear."
"Speaking of boys, the student council issued a statement about those events, they want us to help investigate," Zed said as he grabbed a pink drink and lit a cigarette.
"That's complicated, the teachers haven't been giving us any breaks," Aren said as he looked out at the arena, watching a fox running around inside the battlefield.
"Hey, who's that boy Dante going to fight?" Zed suddenly asked, interrupting the previous conversation. He simply wanted to save the discussion for another time.
"Alexander Sucellus," Aren said as he calmly watched Dante. "It's a duel for revenge."
"Yes, from what I've read, Alexander, even without knowing his identity, turned his life into a living hell," Aren added, looking at Zed. "He's going to fight to kill."
As they began to converse, the door opened, making a strange noise, and a muscular man entered.
"Well, well," he said as he looked out at the arena. "Good to see you, Zed."
"Hehe, missed me, did you?" Zed chuckled lightly and then shook the man's hand as he arrived. "Not going to help your little brother?" Zed added.
"Help him? Never. If Dante really manages to kill him, it'll be a blessing. After all... My brother is a garbage of a person and unworthy of becoming the next King," he said and looked down at everyone in the stands.
"Boris, are you sure?" Zed asked, but didn't get a response until he simply nodded.
"What intrigues me is whether this Dante would have the courage to do something like this, while the rulers watch."
Silence hung in the air, and the only one who seemed excited there was Katarina.
The most powerful combat force in Kryosis, a woman who only wants one thing: the survival of the fittest and the greatest thirst for blood.
"Let's make some waves today... I hope you'll entertain me, Dante Scarlet." Those were his last words before the trumpets sounded.
"I declare here the first annual tournament of the first year!" The Fox's voice echoed throughout the arena and stands.
"Let's see this," Zed said, watching intently.