Is This All the Academy School Has to Offer (Contempt)?

As an exam proctor, Heiduo had little experience.

But when it came to teaching academy-trained little Trainers what reality was, what a beating from traditional Trainers felt like, Heiduo could be said to have extensive experience.

After all, once you had done it once, the second time came naturally.

Led by Clair to Blackthorn City's only Trainer Academy, Heiduo finally understood something he had never been able to figure out when he saw the battlefields at the very back.

Why the Dragon King Festival arena had been so huge.

So academy-trained Trainers took their final exams here too.

How had he failed to notice there was a school beside it during the tournament?

Heiduo looked at the rather inconspicuous school buildings behind him. Blackthorn City Trainer Academy had six grades, each with thirty to thirty-five classes, and each class had anywhere from thirty to forty students.

Going by the average, there were only around seven thousand teenage Trainers between the ages of ten and sixteen in all of Blackthorn City.

Was being a Trainer really such an unpopular profession?

Heiduo had thought there would be at least ten thousand.

"Fewer children have been willing to become Trainers these past two years," Clair said. "More precisely, their parents don't want them becoming Trainers."

Once humanity had civilization, people constantly sought ways to escape violence. Not only those at the top, but those below as well. No one wanted to remain in danger at all times, and no parent wanted their child living in peril either.

Pokémon battles were inherently dangerous to some degree. Parents disliked that, were unhappy about it, and stopped their children from playing. It was perfectly normal, an inevitable result of human society's development.

But if time went back thirty or forty years, parents back then would have