Ace sat on his desk, bored, listening to the teacher earnestly deliver her lesson at the front of the classroom.
Ever since he, Sabo, and Luffy had been brought here, they had tried countless ways to escape. But the Holy Light Clerics standing guard outside always caught them with all sorts of strange spells. As a result, he, who considered himself mature, had no choice but to attend lessons with the displaced children brought here alongside them.
Thinking of how the three of them had barely escaped before being turned into three little sheep only made him more impatient. What kind of bizarre skills were these?! Never mind the rings of light that slowed people down-those strange soldiers could be far away, only to appear right in front of them in a burst of light. It left him utterly helpless.
"Teacher! I have a question!" Unable to stand his irritation any longer, Ace raised his hand and interrupted the lesson.
"Oh? What would you like to ask, Ace?" The female Holy Light Cleric at the front did not get angry. Instead, she spoke with a gentle expression.
"Teacher, do you teach the skills those men outside use?" Ace asked mockingly. He did not believe they would teach such miraculous skills to a bunch of homeless children.
"Of course. If you're willing to learn, we at the Holy Church are certainly willing to teach you. But to learn those skills, you must first become a Holy Light Cleric. Everyone has that opportunity-it all depends on whether you can put your faith in the Holy Light." The teacher paid no mind to Ace's mocking expression and earnestly addressed the other curious students as well.
"Hah! And what is this Holy Light you want us to believe in?" Ace asked disdainfully. He would