Upon the throne room, the throne of the king lay at the centre of the place. The class directors of the Academy were present at the moment. They kneeled at the King and then the King lets them stand up.

"I tasked you all to train my daughter for the upcoming tournament. She wanted to prove that she was a strong one. I will reward you generously in return," The King said.

"My King! We will recommend you someone who can teach her on par with us!" Director Troan said to the King.

"Who is this fellow?" He asked.

"Joan Emsworth my King!" They chorused.

"Hmmm, if that recommendation is from you all then I will look forward to it.. Don't disappoint me or else I will find you personally. You know what comes next right?" He said.

They all gulped their saliva and then nodded.

"Good! You are all now dismissed!" The King said to them.

They went exiting the door and the door was shut. The king was contemplating then the Princess appeared.

"You asked the Grandmasters to train me right?" She asked.

Princess Yulia then smiled at him. Thinking that the Grandmasters were the ones to train her.

"Um about that, there is someone they recommended. Is it Joan Emsworth? His name is Joan Emsworth," The King said to her.

"Oh, I will find him then," She said to him.

It was then, she realized that he was a student in Holy Knight class. According to her sources, he was escorted by the Prophets towards the Principal's room. Thinking about it, she also wondered why he was close too with the Directors. Thinking about it, the King also noticed that they were younger now. Their aura was also leaving a trace in the throne room. Making the King gulp on the process.

"Did they ascend?" The King said out loud.

Yulia then went to find the guy she was supposed to meet. He just exited the classroom and she was waiting for him.

They talked and he agreed to her offer. Making her happy deep inside. It was then, he disappeared. In just a blink of an eye, she saw a crow and then it was then Joan disappeared without a trace.

She prepared for her training later that afternoon. She went on the training grounds at the said time and she was shocked at what she saw.

Several hours before, Joan was teaching the students he has. They want to ask about the Holy Knight skills that they want to learn. Joan then explained the different styles of a Holy Knight class.

"There are three classes that are combined into one. The Offensive Knight gives offensive skills and buffs while there is another one called the Protector Knight. It has defensive skills and buffs too. Now the last one is called Priest. Making it three classes into one. Now the styles were to mix and match the skills into a build. Others were tank support types, others are damage dealers, others are pure supports. You can do both if you can but can you master all the skills to their peak? Well, at your age, you can all choose what skills you need to learn. The first question was what kind of Holy Knight did you want? You can learn all of the skills but it takes time to make them stronger. So choose wisely at the early stages. You can then learn all of it when you reached Grandmaster. You never know, maybe you can all achieve that rank with my guidance," Joan said to them.

Elber was in thoughts, he imagined he can all learn it but time will also be consumed. And the tournament was at hand. He thought that he needs to choose what will be his build. Anna too chose one, she needs to be a support type in her mind. But that also will make her non-combatant. She can either choose tank support or damage dealer. As she was thinking, it was a gamble to what will be her build. Either way, they can learn it all in the future. But right now, she needed to choose.

As they were all wracking their brains, thinking that they have to choose, Joan was just observing their reactions. Others were in deep thoughts while others were tense. Making themselves in chaos. Gil was holding his head with his two hands then slammed his head on the bed.

"Ah!!! This is too hard!" Gil said to them. Others sighed at his remarks. Making them fall into thinking mode.

"So did all of you already have in mind?" Joan said to them.

"We will combat each other in the future. Thinking of these builds are just a way of fighting. Mind these, the Priest is then said to be weakest but their staff skills are unparalleled. They can duel the Offensive knights if they are strong enough. Protector Knights are not always in defence, they can combat the other two too. So have confidence in your builds. We all have our combat styles and one can win from the other if you are strong and skilled enough. So please choose what you like, unless you all want to be a full class, Holy Knight? The path will be harder if that is what you all want," Joan said to them.

They were in utter silence. They all have now the build that they choose.

"I want to be a Tank support," Elbert said to Joan.

"I want to be a support," Anna said to him.

"I want to be a damage dealer," Gil said.

"I want to be a tank support and a damage dealer," Sufia said.

"Sure?" Joan asked.

"Yes," She replied.

"How about you Patricia?" Joan asked.

"I, I want to be a support!" She said.

"Okay," Joan then smiled.

"I want to be a damage dealer," Kale said, raising his hands.

"Von?" Joan asked.

"I want to be Tank support," He said.historical

"Good, Heinz?"

"Support," He replied.

"Now that all have chosen their types, we will train tomorrow morning. Any objections?" Joan asked.

"None," Said Elbert.

"Anyone?" Joan asked again.

"We will train tomorrow! We won't object in the first place," Said Patricia.

"Nice, then it is settled," Joan said to them.

It was then, they all ate their snacks. Joan was not even holding back from eating. They enjoyed their company and they went back to their dorms.

"Thank you, Master Joan! We will come back tomorrow. Thank you again for your guidance!" Elbert said to him then bowed his head.

"Nah, it is my pleasure to teach you all. You are my friends after all," Joan said to them.

"We are deeply indebted to you. I hope we could repay your kindness," Said Gil.

"Just focus on your growth and the tournament. You should do your best in return for my efforts to teach you, okay?" Joan said to them.

"Yes, master!" They chorused. Bowing at him.

They all went to their rooms and Joan prepared to go to the arena. Making him wear his training suit. He went to the place and unlocked it with his keys. Lighting up the place, he went stretching up. Warming his body with the first steps of stretching. Then he went to make more and more movements. First was all the weapons he can conjure then made a weapon dance of them. Making a performance that was of an expert. It was then, he went to use the active skills of the job classes he has. Slowly used different kinds of skills then he used them faster and faster. Changing job classes from one to another.

It was then, he didn't know that he was seen by the Princess. Making her mouth agape and were in shock. She didn't know why he can do multiple skills of all job classes. Making her doubts to clear as she remembered that it was the Directors who recommended him. Making their reasons reasonable as they were all of the high positions. Though her mind was confused. As to why he can do multiple job classes at the same time. It was an absurd thing as one soul can only take one or two imprints at the same time. Two imprints were very rare and all imprints to etch on the soul was very impossible for the soul to take. Making her watch more at his practice.

The sound of banging walls was heard by her and she can feel the vibrations on the sole of her feet. Joan relentlessly struck spells on the barrier and it made the very ground shook. His Mage spells were enough to shake the barrier. Making her leg strength wane as she felt the shockwave even the barrier was put up.

Upon stopping his attacks, she slowly stepped downwards towards Joan. Seeing also that some men descended too towards him. They look like the Job class directors but younger and has a greater aura. Making stopped her steps as she saw that their faces were familiar. She hesitated her thoughts but her mind was screaming that they were the Grandmasters she knew. Gulping her saliva on the process.