The Imperial Academy opens for the term.
The fighters sit in one row, and the mages in another.
Hill asks, "Instructor, where should I sit?"
The instructor replies, "Sit wherever you like!"
"Hey, holy paladin, come over here! Next time, let's team up and crush the mages!"
"Knight Dad, come here! Give us a shield, so the fighters' swords chip their teeth!"
As they speak, the fighters and mages break into a brawl.
The instructor says, "You can choose for yourself..."
Ignoring the fight behind him, Hill picks a seat at random, sits down, closes his eyes, and begins meditating.
"Ding! Host, you have saved lives and healed the injured in the meditation space. Healing has surpassed 100% and evolved into Restoration!"
"Ding! Host, you have defeated countless ghouls in the meditation space. Holy Fist has surpassed 100% and evolved into Holy Light Fist!"
Hill opens his eyes. The fighters and mages are exhausted on the ground, while he has once again made a breakthrough and mastered a new skill!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
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