After potion class, Keyla and the other students switched their outfits and put bracers for archery session.
They all proceeds on the outside the Spivilion Institution to perform the activity. Professor Sylvia has been waiting for them underneath the tree.
"Hello and welcome to Archery class, I believe we've all met during the enrollment session, but in case you have forgotten my name, I am professor Sylvia Beischel, a ranger class type. For this lesson, I have set up a target archery, with an arrow and a bow. I'll pick five students who will participate first, the bullseye of target archery contains a total of ten points, goodluck."
She took out her book and began calling out every individual's surname. The five of them position themselves in a spot where they are unable to cross the red line. Keyla observes as they begin targeting the target archery, however none of them manages to struck the bullseye. Two students obtain a total of four points, whilst the rest of them receive six, three, and eight points.
Professor Sylvia called the other five students. Just like the group before them, neither of the members are able to successfully hit the bullseye.
Keyla can sense her heart beating, her hands are cold, and trembling from anxiety.
Professor Sylvia declared, "Next, we'll have Miss Madris, Miss Hawkins, Miss Oakley, Mr Miller, and Miss Williams."
Keyla took a few steps forward, grabbing an arrow and a bow. She adjusted her position and began to concentrate. She focuses her sights upon the archery target before launching the arrow.
She was taken aback when it settled on the number nine.
"Not bad," Professor Sylvia said as she recorded Keyla's points in her book.
Keyla takes a deep sigh of relief.
An individual with the last name Oakley patted Keyla's shoulder and murmured, "You did a great job, Madris."
"You too, congratulations, you earned ten points," Keyla remarked.
"I'm a ranger, so it's not a big deal, but thank you anyway,"
Keyla purely smiled at her.
She walked directly toward the bench and sat down and drank her water. The anxiousness was gradually dissipating.
She watches her classmates as they keep doing with their activities. Her overall point total is fifty-four. She quickly accumulated points. There are just thirteen days till she may get the extra two points for cleaning the facilities.
Keyla stared at her hand, unable to move on from what had occurred yesterday. Her mind is disturbed by the thought of the skeleton fairy. She had no intention of summoning such a horrible beast.
The students were released hours later after the Archery Class completed its session.
Keyla dashed to the locker room to change her clothes. When she unlocked the door to her locker, she was astonished when she found spray paint streaks all over her uniform.
"You're finally here, goodness, I was bored whilst waiting so I created a little mess."
Keyla turned around and saw Benedict chuckling maliciously at her.
Keyla asks, "What have you done to my uniform?"
"What? I turned it into a work of art, do you like it?" Benedict claimed before laughing wildly.
"I witnessed what you summoned yesterday; who would have imagined we have a monster inside the Spivilion?" he teased.
Keyla snubbed him and walked out from the locker room, but Benedict caught up with her and roughly gripped her forearm, stating, "Admit it, you're also the descendant of that particular individual from thirty years ago, aren't you?"
"I'm unfamiliar with what you're referring to, let me go!"
Benedict shoves Keyla on the ground and says "Come to think of it, the notorious Laurince Madris did not reveal anything about the woman he married. Nobody that lived in Spipoiary knows anything about her. Rumors claimed she died in an unfortunate incident, however that does not make sense, isn't it?"
Keyla did not answer considering she also knew anything about her grandmother.
"On the other hand, I received more points than you, proving that I truly am better than you."
"Your points don't indicate your worth, your demeanor is rubbish, and you're absolutely nothing without the good name of your family."
Benedict clenched his hand, intending to attack Keyla while yelling, "You piece of ---"
"Violence inside the school campus, huh?" Adonis' voice interrupted him
"Stay out of this," Benedict urged as he lowered his arms.
"I don't honestly believe that somebody who comes from a respectable family could do something like assaulting a lady; you're absolutely the definition of coward, it disgusts me," Adonis says.
"Shut up!"
Benedict rushed towards Adonis, but Adonis moved more rapidly than Benedict. He grasped Benedict's forearm and placed the tip of his finger on Benedict's abdomen.
Benedict's entire body receives a sudden electric shock. He screamed in pain, attempting to move Adonis' fingertip away from his abdomen.
Adonis knocks him to the floor, he took a brief glance at Keyla, and walks away without speaking anything.
Keyla left the locker room right away, leaving Benedict weeping on the floor.
Ali appears immediately after the two of them had departed. "You look pitiful, pretending to be arrogant to threat Keyla, yet it seems you're weak," she smirked at Benedict.
"Shut up, will ya? I was caught off guard," Benedict stated. "If only I had seen his movements, I might had been able to unleash my signature technique against that bastard, and maybe you ought to assisted me rather than using your invisibility to observe,"
Ali rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I must reveal her real class type. I am not persuade that she is actually a Paladin. Her power and mana are excessively powerful,"
"I think you have underestimated Paladin's strength; those men, especially Laurince Madris, are powerful, not just Keyla."
"I have no interest if her grandfather is an exceptionally powerful Paladin; I saw Keyla's documents the other day, and guess what? She was born without any supernatural powers like us, thus she's nothing more than a filthy human being."
"How can you explain the events when she defeated Professor Melfynn multiple times, and summoned the corpse fairy yesterday?"
"That's something I ought to look into right now. That's why I need your help; and despite the fact that you're pretty weak, you could still be beneficial. I lost twenty points because of her, and I certainly cannot ever forgive her."
"I'm not certain exactly what you were thinking, but your contempt for her appears to be entertaining for me to witness."
"So? Are you in or not?" Ali extended her arms to shake Benedict's hand
"You don't have to bother asking me about that," Benedict smirked, "I'm in."