Nightmare Mythos

Halfway through being pestered by the old man to do his task while also being disturbed by him which is contradictory on its own, Cesar couldn't contain the frustration building up inside him and went haywire.

"Old man! Will you stop doing this crap?!"

After almost trying to hit Cesar with the tip of his sheath, Syros abruptly stopped hitting him.

It might be because of his conscience or due to the annoyed shout coming from his student. Who knows what the old man was really thinking of putting up this task while doing some shenanigans?

"What am I doing wrong? Just finish the task I'm giving you since you're not even close to accomplishing it," Syros replied with a snarky smile, "But since you don't understand the whole concept of our lesson, I'll keep telling it to you,"

"Sir, Syros, will all due respect. You didn't even teach me anything at all. Yes, I know this course is called Clear Mind but that doesn't give me anything at all. You just gave me a task and I was doing it but you kept disturbing me,"

Syros couldn't help but raise a brow and chuckled, "Soldiers aren't supposed to complain about their commander officer's commands. They either do it or they will be charged with uncooperativeness,"

Syros pointed his sheath at Cesar once more before adding, "But I guess I didn't get you enough 'clear' goal to you. So let me give you another debriefing,"

Syros then sat beside Cesar and started explaining why he had given the task to him while pestering him at the same time.

"You know, like what you're doing right now, it's very easy to put your mind at ease and be at focus. But it is all different when you're on a battlefield where chaos and situations all come up in different places at the same time. It's unending and never ceasing.

"This lesson provides clarity while in battle. Of course, a reenactment of the real deal, and this one might not happen until it is already happening but with me, your teacher, I can deliver it over to you. You're a smart man, Sparrow. I know that. And because of that, you fight smartly. And what do you think you need to do to add being a smart fighter?"

Syros paused, "It is being able to think clearly to produce the desired images of what you wanted to do. Instinct is an important aspect of fighting as well but they merely rely on their chaotic fighting style which might lead to a few injuries here and there. The Casanova family does that,"

Cesar couldn't help but muse, 'I remember that Jacqueline also gave a lesson about instinctively fighting and I think I got to learn more about it in the real fighting as well, but it's not clearly my kind of style. I liked to think my actions steps ahead to not let get played out by my opponents,'

Finally understanding the concept of the whole class event if Syros had given a bit of intel about what this was all about, Cesar got to work.

'If you could've just explained it from the start earlier, I wouldn't have been so emotional,' Cesar mused inwardly before beginning his focus.

He closed his eyes and started to be in a total concentration of clearheadedness.

…

In the end, achieving such a state when Syros was having a blast of his time to continue disturbing him with a huge grin on his face wasn't working out until the very end. The class ended very soon after the two said their heartfelt goodbye even if Cesar faked it all.

It was a pretty irritating class with a sadist old teacher who loved seeing his students get annoyed reactions at his antics.

'Sixth Class…'

His sixth class is another specialized class. In the description that Arnold had given in the document, it is said that the class is related to learning traps and it is called the Trapmaster Course.

It is located in one of the open training fields where students have to pass through a bunch of obstacles to get to a finish. Cesar already knew this field since it was just near to the part of the whole Academy premises and also because he had been there a few times.

Just like any other second-year, he had been ordered to run and pass the obstacles there. He didn't need a cab to ride since it was just nearby and in just a few minutes, he was able to come to the designated location.

Since it is really a wide area and some of the students all across levels were using it to train themselves, Cesar had a hard time finding his instructor.

It was a woman she was finding, but Cesar still wasn't able to spot the instructor of his.

Until Cesar met a man, that seemed very familiar to him.

"Cesar Sparrow?"

Cesar couldn't help but shift his gaze to the side and spotted a second-year approaching him. Frowning for a bit after recognizing his face, his gaze fell down at its name dog, and couldn't help but call out to him.

"Amon? That kid from that time?"

Amon seemed to be glad that Cesar was able to recognize him as his eyes glistened, "That time? Ah, if you're talking about my bold announcement at 'that time', then you're right it is indeed me. And I'm not all talk, you know? I'm considered the top student in my year,"

Cesar didn't forget it as for him, it just happened a few months ago. With a nod, he then asked.

"Kid, did you see any green-haired woman in this open field? She had a top hat, a green eye on her left, and a black eye on her right. She's somewhat tall and loves to carry a knife around her clothes,"

Amon couldn't help but ponder about it after Cesar asked him to him before shaking his head, "Uhm, no sir. I didn't,"

"Hah!"

Suddenly, a figure approached behind Cesar since he was the nearest one there before tapping his shoulders.

It looked like she had just rushed to get here after sprinting from who knows where.

"Excuse me, is this the fifth training field that the academy had?"

Cesar and Amon both glanced backward and saw a woman calling out to them with a giddy smile. When they saw this woman, both shifted their gazes back at and couldn't help but stare on each other listlessly.