In the academy training facility...
Edward Sinclair swung his sword inside the training facility of the academy.
On the surface it looked like he was religiously practicing the Sinclair Sword technique, but on the inside, his mind wandered around the same moment when William had looked at him in the cafeteria hall.
The memory shifted and another scene flashed when William had stood before him in the training hall and had left after patting his shoulder lightly.
The whole scene replayed again and again, and he kept losing focus from his training.
Suddenly a strange, sharp headache started erupting around his forehead. Edward clenched his temples and tried to massage them, but the ache didn't stop.
Edward had to eventually decide to return to his dorm room and get some sleep.
As he walked towards the dorm building, a group of third-year boys approached him from a distance.
"Hey Edward!! Have you seen Arwen?"
