Instructing the Instructor

Austria, September 1st 1800

2:40 PM

Lukas and all the other pupils, except for Luther, were still at the coliseum, waiting for the instructor to come back with the boy who had knocked Lukas out.

After a while, the instructor and Luther finally left a room, as the big guy glared deadly at Lukas.

Lukas raised his brow. 'Oh, he's mad at me? Well, I guess that's more because of the hit I landed on him than because he got scolded by the instructor, to be honest,' he thought.

Luther then walked up the stairs of the coliseum, and took a seat, far from everybody. He apparently just wasn't in the mood to interact with anybody right now, but nobody actually had the courage to ask him directly.

The instructor then looked at Lukas. "Lukas Von Neumann Hügel, come with me," he said.

Lukas stood up. 'Oh, he actually checked the register to see my full name while I was out. Well done, dear Instructor,' he thought.