Author’s corner: HELLO HELLO! Lots of Tortur*cough*Classes in this chapter!

ANYWAY, as promised, here is the Side-story of today, and since today is Lazy day, I won’t be posting the main story today, so don’t bother me! I have a laziness schedule to catch up to, okay?

ALSO, before any of you asks, yes, Incarnus does say that when surprised, even in real life, as in the person I based to create him. And no, As ridiculous as this may sound to you, I’m not joking. /facepalm

Have a good read!

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Hell. It was hell! In this point, the three players completely agreed to that. They had spent the last two days locked inside the infernal classroom while taking the never-ending lessons on runic writing. At first, they thought that it would take no more than a single hour to somehow learn all that the construct had to teach, since, according to him, the amount of runes needed to actually open the door numbered in six. How difficult would it be to learn how to write a phrase with six runes when the whole basic alphabet was limited to twenty two?

Couldn’t be that hard, right?

Wrong.

Right when the lesson started, the three of them learned the Runic system understanding skill. Basically, it was a skill that translated the meaning of the runes for them after they understand their basic meanings.

Except that at beginner level, the skill could only gather the meaning of a single rune-word.

And they also discovered that the meaning of the word would also change according to the orientation of the rune, standing up, turned to the right, turned to the left and upside-down. AND, the runes also got a brand new meaning if you mirrored it, for all the positions. So, instead of twenty two rune-meaning, they had to learn 176 different runes!

And the teacher was merciless. He would keep hammering the meaning of a rune to those who didn’t understand, and refused to give them any time of resting after making sure that the three understood the rune before jumping to the next. This sparked an even stronger rivalry on the three idi*cough*players, who tried to understand it even a second earlier than the others to get a few seconds of resting.

The poor Chouhi, the most impatient of the trio was even foaming from his mouth at the end of the lesson.

When they finally understood the meaning of all those disgusting runes, the three of them earned a window congratulating them on reaching intermediate in runic system understanding, and now they would be able to learn phrase forming.

It seems that something snapped inside the half-night elf, as he started laughing maniacally.

Looking satisfied, the teacher left the classroom while announcing a break of five hours before leaving the room. The tree of them fell flat on the ground as if the strings keeping them straight was cut and three snoring people were laying on the floor not even a second later, after all, twenty two hours straight of learning isn’t something many people can keep up with.

The first one to get up was the poor Incarnus, seeing that four and a half hours had already passed, he almost despaired at the thoughts of another lesson starting. He HAD to get out of there!

He quickly looked at his two companions sleeping in the ground, and for a brief period of a minuscule moment he thought about waking them up so they could leave the room together.

That didn’t last very long. As they say, you don’t have to run faster than the bear, you just have to run faster than the guy at your side.

He went to the door and started thinking on how he would write the phrase, and as soon as he had a plausible idea, he wrote it down in the slot in the door.

As the door started to shine, he smiled proudly, before the door suddenly pulsed a force field that sent him flying backwards.

“NYAA?” He shouted surprised as he flew through the room until hitting the wall on the other side and sliding down, already passed out.

And yes, my dear readers, he did say Nyaa, neither me nor you are going insane here.

The loud noise woke up the child-looking Chouhi, who made a strangely similar decision to the first one, only to end up being thrown away in the same way. Finally, the half-night elf woke up and tried the exact same thing, not even having the energy to ask why would the other two be doing on the other side of the room passed out.

On the other side of the door, Issak, the construct, who had just gotten himself a black eye from flirting a bit too much with the elfess at the desk heard as the door seemed to pulse at a regular interval repeated times, as the students tried foolishly to open it with their lacking knowledge.

With a happy smile as he knew that, if they had enough energy to keep repeating that, they had more than enough energy for another study session, he went towards them in a happy mood.

After effortlessly picking their lifeless bodies from the ground and putting them in their respective desks, he quickly healed them with a simple magic before using his favorite On-sleep, shock and heal runes to repeatedly electrocute and heal them until they woke up.

The three students woke up due to the sharp pains only to pale at the sight of their teacher smiling happily at them before he immediately went back to the board to write.

Another twelve more hours were spent on learning on how to form phrases with the runes they had learned earlier. Imagine their despair when they learned that phrasing isn’t only done on the horizontal, there is also the need to add vertical lines that comes from the runes on the main phrase to form a sub-phrase! In the end, each phrase looked a lot more like a scrabble board than lines in a notebook.

By the time the three of them finally managed to write the phrase on the door, they swore to find and kill those who recommended the academy to them.

As they were guided to the patio, they were met with the pitying gazes of the knights who had also gone through the same hellish teaching that they had. At least now they were finally free from this nightmare and could finally become the rune-warriors they so desired!

But alas, fate, and their teacher, had other plans for them.

“Now, lets go to our next training, shall we?”

Despair befell the trio as they looked horrified at their smiling instructor.

When later they found out that their teacher had once been the one responsible for torture and interrogations within the order, they weren’t all that surprised.

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