Hayden continued normally in his other classes and this time, there were no longer any naughty kids who would try to bully him just because he was younger. The news of him defeating several Squires at the same time had certainly spread throughout the whole Academy.
This was especially true in their Survival Class. Everyone just looked at Hayden with respect and some of them even felt intimidated by his presence.
Thanks to that, only Phoebe could talk to him from time to time.
Anyway, the Survival Class was not always outdoors. Just like today, the lesson would be in their classroom.
Of course, this wasn't like the other lecture halls in the academy. Instead of polished wooden desks and neatly arranged chairs, it was set up like a makeshift battlefield infirmary—tables covered in stained cloth, shelves lined with jars of herbs and salves, and the faint metallic scent of blood lingering in the air.
