The Kido practical course was simple. The students split into three groups and took turns casting Hado #31, Red Fire Cannon. After the teacher critiqued each group, they summed up what they'd learned and started over. The process repeated again and again.
For most of the students, though, all they could manage was a spark. A few of the better ones could cast the spell in full, albeit with little power.
In the past, Ichiro had either practiced alone during this class or gone off to a corner to do research. But things were different now. He wasn't in good shape, so he could only practice alongside everyone else. Still, he really had gained some new insights.
Reviewing the old brought understanding of the new. The ancients hadn't lied!
Around five in the afternoon, the bell rang, and the day's classes came to an end. Ichiro said goodbye to everyone and headed toward Squad 4 with a nervous feeling in his heart.
To be honest, Ichiro had always thought there was something wrong with Shino Academy's curriculum. There was so much to learn, yet the program was so short—just six years. He could understand six years, since the Thirteenth Division needed manpower in its early days.
But couldn't they make the classes more intensive?
There were only four classes a day, and each one was ridiculously long. With a normal study schedule, the quality of learning in the latter half of each class was extremely poor. That was why, even though Shino Academy had been around for hundreds of years, the Thirteenth Division still had so few members.
Some students were recruited by the nobles, but the curriculum was another major factor. The short program, the sheer amount of material, and the unscientific class schedule—all these things meant that most