"Can't they just let us enjoy more?"
John grumbled as we were headed towards the auditorium where the entrance ceremony had taken place.
It had been two weeks since the academy began, and it was already time for the practical sessions.
After all, Namda wasn't an academy to train some bookworms. It was an institute to mould the future of the world.
Here, one's combat ability took precedence above everything else.
"Why are you even nervous?"
I knew that we would have to fight soon, but it wouldn't be life-threatening for him to be this nervous.
Hearing my question, John just stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at me.
"Not everyone has the ability to get admitted with a thousand points to their name."
That again!
I swear this guy was the most jealous person I had ever seen. I mean, if he had been near my level... it would have been normal to be a little jealous.
But why the hell did he have to compare himself with me!
