Douglas paused, and after filling in another form, he gave Kevin a badge. It was a sun with an "M" inside. He then asked him, "I saw that Alan accompanied you personally. Did he tell you about the registration fees?"
Kevin nodded and pulled out the 20 gold coins needed. "Here you go, sir... I mean, Douglas."
Douglas smiled and took the 20 gold coins. He then turned and grabbed a magic bag from the table behind him.
He handed the magic bag to Kevin and said, "Here are all the necessary items for your beginnings as a mage. Inside, you'll also find your schedule and your room number. There aren't many rules in the sect, but the ones we have are very strict, so be sure to respect them."
When he saw Kevin nodding, he finally said, "Come back here in two days; we will leave at 6 PM, and we will not wait for latecomers. Understood?"
Kevin smiled and replied, "Yes, sir... well, I mean, Douglas."
When Douglas noticed that Kevin was embarrassed to call him by his first name, he suggested, "If it's really embarrassing for you, you can call me Uncle Douglas. Is that better?"
Kevin felt relieved and immediately said, "Much better! Thank you, Uncle Douglas. See you in two days, then."
Kevin stepped out and placed the magic bag he had just received directly into his own. He then walked back to where he had seen Axel training.
This man's sword technique was truly exceptional. It had always been enough for Kevin to observe a technique to learn it, and while swordsmanship hadn't interested him before, now that he was in this new world, he was eager to expand his knowledge.
Unfortunately, Axel was already gone, and Kevin felt a bit disappointed, but he was sure he would have more opportunities in the future to admire his technique.
Looking closer, he saw that this was a training ground. There were all kinds of weapons set on a very long table, and targets were scattered all around for practice.
Kevin smiled; this was good enough for him. He really needed to relax a little, and it would also allow him to familiarize himself with his new body.
He walked over to the table, but he didn't find what he was looking for. There were daggers, but it was a bit premature to use them.
He looked around and finally found what he was looking for: a broom would do just fine. Taking it, he realized that the broomstick was just nestled in the plinth, which was great. He wouldn't need to break it to be able to use it.
So he took only the broomstick and walked to the center of the training ground. He performed a few simple movements to test its balance, and once he was sure he had good control over the stick, he began to spin it around him and used some fighting techniques he had created himself.
Axel, having let off steam on the training ground, was hiding on the roof right in front of him. He was concealed in the shadow of the other building so that he could enjoy some peace and quiet.
The new recruits this year did not inspire him at all. Moreover, those who came from wealthy families were, as usual, very arrogant and always believed themselves superior to others.
Axel was an orphan, and when he turned eighteen, he had entered the Sun Sect. After that, he had worked hard without rest, and unexpectedly, when he was twenty, he had shapeshifted into a wolf for the first time.
Fortunately for him, the elders of the Sun Sect had guided and helped him master his shapeshifting, allowing him to become even stronger. He had continued to train hard and was now considered a genius among the Sun Sect's fighters. These young people from wealthy families would soon be disillusioned.
There were no privileges in the Sun Sect; everyone started at the same level and received the same treatment.
His thoughts were interrupted when he saw a young man entering the training ground. It was the first time he had seen him there.
The newcomer had to be new, and judging by his handsome face, which still retained a childish air, he couldn't be more than 18 or 19 years old. His body was tall and slender, although he looked a little too thin.
Axel followed him with his gaze, and when he saw him walk into a corner where there was a broom, he noticed the young man took only the broomstick with him.
He then returned to the middle of the training ground, and after only a few minutes, Axel couldn't take his eyes off this young man.
He had never seen this fighting style before; the young man was incredibly skilled, but after only 20 minutes, he stopped, breathless.
Axel shook his head and thought to himself that it was such a waste that someone so talented was in such poor physical condition.
He then saw the young man walk over to the table where there were weapons, and he saw him pick up two daggers.
Kevin tested them, and when he was ready, he threw the first dagger at the target closest to him. The dagger hit the center of the target, but the young man didn't look satisfied.
He was about to throw the second dagger when suddenly he turned around and threw it straight at Axel.
Kevin had sensed a presence watching him for a while, but he thought whoever it was would eventually leave on their own. However, after throwing the first dagger, even though he had hit the intended target, he was really frustrated by his weak body.
Kevin had probably never done any workouts to stimulate his muscles; he would have to fix that quickly.
He had gathered the information he wanted about his new body, and instead of quietly leaving, he decided to find out who had been watching him all this time.
So he threw the dagger that was still in his hand at the wooden beam near that shadow. A few seconds later, he saw Axel land in front of him, handing him the dagger he had just thrown.
Kevin was shocked; he hadn't even seen Axel move. He had just seen the shadow disappear and Axel appear in front of him with his dagger in hand.
Still too shocked to hide his amazement, he asked, "How did you do that?"