Few days later.
Currently, it was Weapon Art class.
All the students were once again standing inside the huge training facility. At this point, Noah had become familiar with this place.
And the instructor appointed for this class was none other than Victor Hale.
He stood in front of them, a dirt-blonde-haired man. He was around six feet tall with a well-built physique, wearing a black suit.
His sharp green eyes scanned the students, his face strict and composed.
He was one of the strongest heroes in the human empire. As strong as Morgana.
He was known for his mastery over multiple weapons.
A man from a commoner background, who had risen to become one of the fiercest figures in the world.
Noah had heard many things about him. How he could use multiple weapons effortlessly.
Victor stood with his hands behind his back.
His gaze swept across the entire class before he finally spoke.
His voice was calm, yet carried a natural authority.
"Weapon Arts are not just techniques."
