Chapter 2: Lessons
Knock. Knock.
"...eiss...Weiss...Miss Weiss!"
I faintly hear a feminine voice in the distance. I shrink further into my pillow, but the sound only grows louder as my mind returns from the land of dreams.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Shut up already. I need my beauty sleep. I pull my covers over my head but to no avail.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
The sound of the maid outside my room has made it impossible to go back to sleep. Why is she even waking me up? I have my own alarm clock. A person acting as a living alarm is inconvenient since it would be rude to slap it to silence mode.
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Perhaps I should do it anyway if the bitch doesn't stop pounding on my door!
"I'm up!"
"Please come down for breakfast soon Miss Weiss. It's already 10:30."
I direct my half open eyes at my bedside. My clock proved she was telling the truth.
Right, I had stayed up late last night and tried to note down the entire RWBY timeline from my cruddy memory. I had to eventually go to sleep as my body was tired.
"Ok, I'll wash up and be right down."
"Would you like me to help you?"
I tapped my temple trying to recall whose voice I was conversing with. My brain is still half-asleep though.
"No, I'll be fine."
I eventually meander towards my bathroom. I splashed my face with water. The freezing liquid effectively wakes me up. As I begin to brush my teeth, I began listing out the things I have done and still need to do.
I've listed out the events of RWBY in chronological order, and despite my best efforts, I know literally no exact dates, so it is a guideline at best. I still don't even know if these events are applicable to me because everyone is a video game character apparently.
I also don't know any other languages, so it was all written in English. I kept Winter's words in mind though about the cameras. I had done everything with the covers over my head and made it look like I was just reading a book or something. This also let me slip my notes into my inventory without it being caught on camera. I do feel guilty breaking my promise with Winter, but I think this can be the one exception.
Other than that, there really wasn't much else I did last night. I was simply too tired.
That's really strange now that I think about it. Why was I so tired that I slept in past my alarm clock? Even the maid had to come wake me up.
The toothbrush stops mid-stroke.
Oh shit.
It's 10:30 on a weekday. That means I missed breakfast with everyone. Father is going to be so mad. Hopefully Winter and Klein defended me.
Ugh. An issue for later.
Okay. So, I need to figure out why my body was tired out. That's one thing.
More importantly, I need to ask about these lessons Winter mentioned our father has planned for me. The same father known to be a callous businessman.
Yay.
I also need to inquire about how the world works. I can probably do that during my lessons. Then there's the fact I need more details about my status screen, how to organize my stats, and how titles work and why they're so important. Which I also can learn from my future lessons... I'm seeing a recurring theme here.
I finished drying my face with a towel and opened my door to step into the hallway. I'm greeted with the sight of the maid Claudia waiting outside my room.
I dart my eyes up and down. Claudia was dressed in a classic Victorian maid style costume. Her supple breasts were hidden beneath the clothing.
Claudia Lavender (Lvl 2) [Cook]
The Diligent
My god, even a maid is higher level than me.
"Shall we head downstairs, Miss Weiss?"
"Actually, I'll take it from here."
Klein walks up to the two of us and gives a bright smile.
"Good morning to you, Miss Weiss. I hope Claudia wasn't being too obnoxious this morning?"
He then gave Claudia a glare with mock anger. We don't take it seriously because all three of us knew she was a really kind person.
I lie about my annoyance of course. She was only doing her job.
"No, of course not Klein. I merely forgot to set my alarm."
"Ah, I see. Funnily enough, I think Winter said the same thing way back when."
He looks at me with a knowing smile. I blush slightly at getting caught. So, it was a normal thing then. That's one less question.
Claudia bows slightly and leaves for the kitchen. Klein walks with me as we stroll through the hallway towards the dining area. I know the way easily enough, but it's a necessary safety precaution.
We had some idle chatter. According to Klein, it was normal for a person's body to be tired after awakening. The body needed to be vitalized by aura, causing a lot of energy consumption. We soon drifted into a comfortable silence.
I observed the lavish decorations in the hallway I've seen countless times before. White and blue was the consistent theme no matter it be the carpets, tiles, or ornaments. Despite this, the mansion did not come off as bland looking but high class instead. The light through the windows made it even more so. For a mansion as huge as ours, it's surprisingly clean.
Though I guess that did make sense, given the various maids and butlers my family hired.
There are many sculptures of Grimm as well. Most were pig-like in form. Boarbatusks, I believe they were called. Occasionally, there would be paintings on the walls depicting beautiful sceneries from the various kingdoms. My gaze falls on the one enlarged family photo where a bunch of people were gathered around a woman carrying a bundle in her arms.
Wow, they're genuinely smiling. That's a shock. Klein steps up next to me.
"That was the family gathering just a few days after you were born." he explained.
I turned back towards the photo. Various familiar faces were scattered in the image. A younger Winter stood staring at little me in fascination. She was only a bit taller than I am right now. My mother and father were side-by-side with smiles on their faces. More white-haired men and women stood around as well. I recognized one or two off the top of my head. If I squinted at the mirror in the background of the photo, I could make out Klein in the reflection.
"You had hair."
Klein sputtered nonsensically as he was stabbed by my cruel words.
"Miss Weiss, I still have hair now!"
I blinked at him innocently. He slumped depressed.
"Must you wound me so?"
I giggle at his reaction. A loud grumble stops me though. My bullying will have to wait until after breakfast, I suppose. I turn back to the photo for one last time before we head out.
Everything is the exact same as yesterday, yet my perception of things has changed. Before, such a photo was easily ignored, but now I can't help but notice certain things. Like the fact some of the staff are faunus.
When we finally arrive, nobody is at the table. No surprise there, I had woken up late after all. Claudia is already here setting up my meal. The smell is fantastic.
"Here you are Miss Weiss. Eggs benedict with a small slice of bacon over a toasted muffin and freshly squeezed orange juice on the side just how you like it."
"Thank you, Claudia."
I take up my utensils and dig right in.
Ah! So good!
Before I knew it my meal was gone. I quickly ask for seconds. Luckily, Claudia anticipated that, so I was able to continue eating without much delay. By the time I was finished, I was rubbing my belly in satisfaction.
"Did you enjoy breakfast, dear?"
"Yes, mother. It was delicious."
It seems sometime during my meal, my mother had sat down beside me in the dining room. Klein had probably informed her I was finally awake.
Adelle Schnee (Lvl ?) [Mage]
The Loving Mother/The Frozen Terror
Woah! That is no ordinary title! I can't see her level, but I can tell mother is no pushover! Is this who I get my ice prowess from? That's awesome!
She was a tall woman (at least from my perspective) and had shoulder length white hair. Unlike my father, hers was natural. She was beautiful, and she showed only small signs of her age through the slight wrinkles in her facial features. Despite that, you would never think this was a woman who had already given birth to three children. She smiled lovingly at me.
"That's good. I wouldn't want you to starve. Your body is still adjusting to aura after all. We were expecting you to sleep in, but you actually almost missed your first lesson."
Ah, just the topic I wanted to talk about!
"Mother, what am I going to learn?"
"Well, dear. We hired a special tutor to oversee your education. After telling a more in-depth explanation about your status, you'll start your studies on history and noble etiquette before lunch. Then he'll be teaching you mathematics and English afterwards."
Excellent. The important stuff is first. Noble etiquette sounds really bothersome, but it's the perfect excuse to ask about Huntsman society. Math and English will be a breeze too... Wow, I never thought I would ever say that.
"Mother, what about training?"
"Training? Goodness, no! Whatever made you think you would start training so soon? Dear, you've only just recovered from your accident. I would never subject you to such harsh trials. Besides, you're only five-years-old. You don't even know what class you want to be yet. There's no need to rush. "
Damn. Why didn't I think of that? I'm at the age where girls are supposed to be playing with dolls or something. But, that's no good. When would be an appropriate time for a child to train? 8? 10? Too much time would be wasted. Surely, there was something I could do.
"But mother, I want be as strong as you and Winter. Can I train please? Pleaaaase?"
I do my best impression of puppy dog eyes. I have absolutely no idea how it looks because as a guy, I've never done it successfully before. Or at all really.
I'm just betting on my body and age to appeal to her at this point.
Mother bites her lip with much hesitation on her face.
"I'll tell you what, dear. I want you to try your best during your lessons all this week, and if you do really well on the first quiz he gives you, I'll consider it."
Well, that's better than nothing.
"Thank you, mother. You're the best!"
I hugged her with genuine appreciation and love. I didn't push any harder out of consideration for her feelings. I did just go through an 'accident'. While I might not be able to yet, I'm sure I'll be able to convince her with my effort and persistence.
"Well you should hurry now. Klein will show you the way."
"Okay. I will try my best, mother!"
I wave goodbye to her as Klein directs me down a hallway. We eventually make it to a study room. In it are a few desks with some writing utensils and a notebook which I assume is for me. On the far wall is a board with markers. Nearby is a desk where a thin, middle-aged man sat with books stacked on top of his desk. I could see a few gray streaks across his hair.
Charles Nebula (Lvl 1) [Scholar]
The Educated
Hm. Does everyone have titles? I have yet to see someone without one.
He looks up at the sound of me opening the door and peers at me through his glasses. We judge each other for a few seconds before I realize to introduce myself.
"Hello, I'm Weiss Schnee. I'm here to take lessons."
I do a polite bow just to be sure. He hums lightly.
"You know introducing yourself is the polite thing to do when meeting someone new. Good. You also know how to control your curiosity unlike most children. However, a noble woman does not bow. They curtsy. Only men and NPC's bow. Remember that. Try again."
NPC?
I stored that question in the back of my head. How exactly does one curtsy?
My attempt to raise my skirt and bend my knees is promptly criticized by my new tutor.
"The angle of your feet is wrong, so your knees stick out weirdly. Your head is down, but it's still too low."
Ah, so this is the atmosphere we're going with. Great.
"You are reclusive, but you do not lack common sense. When given a command you were unfamiliar with, you at least know what it entailed, showing a wide array of knowledge for your age. I am aware you like to read books? This is good. A desire for knowledge is a desire to improve. Overall, I would give your performance 65 points."
Not failing, but not passing. Story of my (past) life.
"For your first impression, I am satisfied with the results. I hope this stays the same throughout the day."
He stands from his desk and does a bow with his right hand over his chest.
"My name is Charles Nebula. You may refer to me as Mr. Nebula, Sir, or Professor. I look forward to teaching you today."
I curtsy.
"I look forward to your lessons, Mr. Nebula."
He nods, satisfied with what he saw. Mr. Nebular gestures toward a desk.
"Please take a seat. We'll begin right away."
When I am seated with my pencil in hand, he begins.
"First, we will begin with a topic that closest to you right now - the Oum system. Long ago, man struggled to survive. They were the bottom of the food chain. The wildlife was his enemy and his home. The annals of history described two things that led to mankind's salvation. Dust and Aura.
With dust, they created their weapons. With aura, they unlocked their potential. The Oum system, named after the legendary man who was said to discover it, allows us to harness our soul as a weapon. But more importantly, it allows us to refine and strengthen our soul as it is given physical form.
Look at the status screen. Do you see the words health and aura? The numbers next to them is a quantification of your life. If that number besides health ever reaches zero, you are finished. Do you understand what I am saying?"
I swallowed and nodded. Such a small pitiful number was what tied me to the world of living.
"There are a number of different ways you can better safeguard your life. The first is the simplest yet the riskiest. Look above at your name. Do you see the letters L, V, L and a number next to it? It stands for "level". That represents the current growth, the level, of your soul. There is only one method to increase your level, and that is to fight and kill the monsters that roam our world: Grimm.
Grimm are the hunters of darkness personified. They move on emotion, spawn from the depths of toxic black pools, and they prowl the wildlife in both day and night. The different types of Grimm, their habitats, their behaviors, and their corresponding weaknesses are so numerous we would be sitting here for months talking about it. But, that is a topic left for huntsman and huntresses.
What you do need to know is that only by slaying the beasts will your level grow. Otherwise, you would be the same as me: level 1."
My hand is quickly jotting down this information.
The world is aware of how Grimm spawn.
Grimm and levels are intertwined. Why? How does it work?
Non-combat classes don't generally level up past one. Then why unlock your aura at all and risk death during awakening? I'm only getting more questions. I raise my hand.
"Yes?"
"Forgive me for being rude, but if you know slaying Grimm is the only way to increase your level, why are you still level one?"
A silly question, but the obvious assumption about his class is not what I'm after, it's the implied information that he hinted at earlier.
"That's because Grimm slaying is a risky business. While you wish to kill the beasts, so do they to you. I am a Scholar and thus an NPC, making it infinitely harder to kill any Grimm. This brings us to our next topic: classes.
When you first start out, there are no classes you are affiliated with, giving you a lot of freedom to choose. There are many different types of classes, and they can be generally separated into two main categories, and many more subcategories.
The broadest categories are Combat and Non-combat classes. If you wish to become a Huntress or part of the Atlas military, a combat class would be the most suitable. Otherwise, a non-combat class would probably be better. Between these two categories exist a defining feature. Non-combat classes are unable to party with other people. 'Party' is a feature in the Oum system that only combat classes have. It is a method that allows you to share what we call experience points.
Experience points, or exp. for short, is a quantified value system we developed and assign to Grimm based on how many beasts we need to defeat in order to level up. For example, you and I would have to defeat five common-grade Boarbatusks, or gain 5 exp., in order to become level 2. Non-combat classes cannot party, and that is why some people refer to us as the Non-Party Classes, or NPC for short. Many people consider it derogatory, so be sure to consider who you're talking to about it."
"If everyone doesn't like the term NPC, then why do you use it Mr. Nebula?"
"Because it is quicker to say, and I couldn't care less about the people who think lower of me simply because I can't speak with my fists."
"Without partying nor combat skills to protect us, there is no safe way for NPC's to level up. Unless you hired someone to capture a Grimm, take it to you, and give you the final blow, you won't ever see an NPC higher than level one unless they went through extenuating circumstances.
A key thing to note is while the party feature allows sharing of exp., the Oum system itself does not keep track of it. It is up to you to keep track of where you stand.
Are you following me so far?"
I nod. It seems simple enough. All I really need to do is write it down and put it in my inventory. Mr. Nebula takes a sip to quench his parched throat.
"A class" he continues, "determines what skill-set you end up being able to learn. Some skills overlap with other classes while other skills may belong specifically to that particular class. Skills can be acquired through teaching or certain items found in the dungeons. If a person knows the skills of a class, like say mage, they could teach another mage how to use that skill. This method of acquiring skills is much less expensive. The only downside is you require connections while the previous method required luck and money."
I write in bold letters in my notebook the word DUNGEONS and circle it. Those definitely weren't in RWBY.
"Choosing a class is simple. You simply train your stats to reach its prerequisites and learn from someone who has the class you wish to get. Eventually, the Oum system will give a pop-up screen asking you if you want to change classes. At that point, a yes or no will suffice.
Changing classes after you've already chosen is not so easy. The most common way to do it is to use certain items collected from the dungeons. However, even this method is hard to use because dungeon items that allow class changes usually designates another class altogether. Finding one that just removes your current class without adding a new one is difficult, and there is no guarantee you would find one on the market.
Now, we've talked about classes, levels, and skills. Let's talk about stats. Concentrate your mind to push the plus sign next to 'stats'."
When I do as he says, a new screen pops up over the status screen which fades into the background.
[-] Stats
STR: 1
DEX: 1
VIT: 1
INT: 2
WILL: 10
LUCK: 20
BLESSINGS: [Solomon's Wisdom] (Epic)
So pitiful. Most of these stats make me want to cry. My luck and will are so much higher than everything else though.
Also, what's with this blessing? It's epic grade, so it must be good, right? I try to will it to expand like I had done earlier. I am greeting with a box containing bonuses I can't read.
[Solomon's Wisdom] (Epic)
A smart person knows many things. A wise person knows how to make use of something's max potential.
Rank 1 (Unlocked): +50% WILL growth rate
Rank 2 (Locked): ? (Lvl 20 required, Action required)
Rank 3 (Locked): ? (Lvl 40 required, Action required, Item required)
Will growth?
My attention is drawn back to Mr. Nebula.
"STR stands for strength. It represents how strong you are. INT is intellect, representing your aura reserves. DEX is dexterity, representing flexibility, speed, and how precise you can be. VIT corresponds with your health value.
WILL is directly related to how developed your mind is. The higher the WILL, the easier it is to learn and cast skills. WILL also determines how strong your mind is against mental attacks or curses. It is also commonly referred to as WIS for wisdom because those who are wise generally have high WILL. You should remember that a person having high WILL does not mean they are necessarily wise. Many adults have grown and trained their stats to suit their needs and occupations."
Hm. Maybe my high WILL has something to do with my memories, or is it because of the blessing?
"Finally, there is the LUCK stat. LUCK is the most mystical of all stats. It is a stat that affects every aspect of your life. How it affects it depends on the amount of luck. Your LUCK stat is the only stat that never grows your entire life."
Oh, so maybe I don't have that high a LUCK stat after all.
"Is it possible to alter the amount of LUCK, Mr. Nebula?"
"Unfortunately, there are no known spells or items that can permanently alter your LUCK stat. There are existing potions that can temporarily boost them, but there are always severe consequences to using them."
Mr. Nebula stares me in the eye with a serious look on his face.
"Under no circumstances should you ever try to use these kinds of potions. There are many fools out there thinking they can get rich and be successful if they use such things. The results are disastrous. Unless your name is Qrow Branwen, you do not ever wish to see what it is like to have negative LUCK. Do I make myself clear?"
"Crystal, sir."
A familiar name. So, he probably still has a luck related semblance then.
"Having high LUCK isn't as great as it's made out to be. When LUCK is in either extremities, you will most certainly be involved with troublesome situations. Many important figures in history had high amounts of LUCK."
Well damn.
"Okay, there is only one more thing I should explain to you about this screen before I move on. Normally, your stats would be all a person would see. Some people, however, will have blessings. Just like many other objects, blessings have different grades. They are common, rare, epic, and legendary. The effects of blessings vary. They can affect stats, leveling, or even actions you do. One example would be a blessing of hard work, making you need to sleep less to get the same amount of rest as someone who slept longer. It is possible to get blessings other than ones at birth. Those methods exist in the dungeons, but I am not familiar with them.
I will not ask you what your stats are or blessings – if you have them – as that is personal information. I will instead tell you what is considered average among NPC's. I don't remember the average among Huntsman and Huntresses off the top of my head. Your mother would be more familiar with that topic. After knowing this information, you can compare them to your stats and reach your own conclusions. Understand?"
I nod.
"Civilian children during awakening is as follows. STR 1. DEX 1. VIT 1. INT 1. WIS 1. LUCK 5. Adults civilians generally vary from occupation to occupation. The average you'll see for each is as follows. STR 30. DEX 30. VIT 50. INT 30. WIS 30. LUCK 5."
Four times luckier than a normal man. Basically, a confirmation that I'm gonna suffer main character syndrome. Splendid.
Mr. Nebula looks at his wrist and checks the time.
"Okay, that's all we need to go over for the status. The only thing we didn't touch on is the Equipment screen. Other than leveling up and training your stats, using equipment is another way you can enhance your body. Your equipment refers to any offensive or defensive tools you have on your body. The Oum system allows you to use said items to enhance your body and protect yourself. Depending on the different items, you'll get different boosts. There is headgear, necklace, ear rings, upper body related armor, rings, and boots. The Oum system allows you to get bonuses of one of each item, but it doesn't prevent you from wearing multiple. You just won't get the bonuses. There are many different items, but we'll go over them during another lesson. For now, we'll take a five-minute break before moving onto our history lesson."
"Um, one last thing Mr. Nebula."
"What is it?"
"I heard from my sister you can get titles. Could you explain them to me really quickly?"
"Titles are granted automatically based on our accomplishments and behaviors. They have no actual effect on one's ability and is merely a description of a person's feats. The first title you are granted refers to your behavior while any others are generally given to feats you complete in the field of battle. This means only combat classes have more than one title. Titles can also change, so while you could be referred to as "Princess" now, you could be a "Queen" in the future."
Yeah, no thanks. A queen would need a king, and I'm not looking for one… Unless my partner is a woman. What is the view on sexuality here anyhow? Questions to ask in the distant future.
"You don't really need to worry about titles. While it would be very useful to be able to read them, unless somebody use certain items to read your status screen, you should be able to live your life however you like without your secrets being exposed. And even then, all you need is high WILL."
Oh, great. There's also that. Well, at least they won't expect me to have high WILL. I'm already a third of an adult civilian. Fingers crossed nothing bad happens. With my luck though, it will. Or won't, depending on how I looked at it.
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It was a beautiful day. The weather was warm as spring had just began. A nice cool breeze brushed across Adelle Schnee's face as she sat outside in the inner courtyard. The peaceful atmosphere was relaxing, so this location became her most favorite spot in the mansion. It was away from the politics, the servants, and even the kids when they became too much. Like right now, Whitley was currently under Claudia's supervision while she was taking a moment to unwind.
Oh, how she loved her children. Whitley was an adorable boy. He was just as precious as she expected him to be. Winter was a responsible elder sibling. She felt the need to supervise little Weiss whenever she was free. Unfortunately, Winter still had her training, so she had yet to see her today. No doubt, she would flock to her sister the moment her lessons were done.
Weiss herself had her own unique behaviors. She was very different from Winter and Whitley. So quiet, yet so intelligent. Already, she had begun filling her room full of books. Very few of them were fictional in nature too. Other than the occasional fairy tale like the Four Maidens, Weiss would request instructional training manuals for various classes or the personal recollections of retired Huntsmen. Adelle had tried to delay her daughter's training, but Weiss was adamant about becoming a Huntress. If it was any other child, perhaps Adelle would delay even longer.
But, Weiss was a bright child. Her blessing only made that more obvious. If such a brilliant child set her mind to something, she would certainly struggle for it. Such stubbornness is only natural. Only, Adelle knew the dangers that hid inside those dungeons. She knew that it only took a moment of misstep and a life would be lost. Adelle knew her limits, which was why she retired early at only Lvl 54. She could not be like Summer, Raven, or Goodwitch. Those individuals were monsters. With her LUCK at a paltry 7, she did not dare continue such a dangerous lifestyle.
At least, it was 7. Ever since Weiss's awakening ceremony a few weeks ago, her LUCK had changed. Permanently. It was as if the world was blessing her for giving birth to such a daughter. It made her proud yet nervous for the future. Just what kind of life would Weiss have ahead of her? According to her observations, nobody else had something similar happen, so she kept quiet. She dared not tell anyone about her stat change. Not even Jacques. She loved her husband, but he could be too easily enraptured by glory and fame.
So, what now? She knew the most logical move was to start preparing Weiss for her future trials as soon as possible. Yet, her inner desire as a mother told her to hold Weiss back and direct her towards a tamer, safer future. She might hold a grudge against her, but Weiss would be safe. That alone was enough.
The sound of footsteps softly crunching on the grass drew her attention.
"Charles? You finished early again?"
The middle-aged scholar was vibrating with energy.
"A genius! Absolutely brilliant she is! I've constantly tested and thrown material at her, but she absorbed it like water. When I first taught her, I thought it was only because she started studying earlier than most children, but I was wrong. She's a natural. Truly, fortune follows misfortune Madam. Her surviving the awakening ceremony has gifted the world with a talented child the world has never seen! Oh, if only she wasn't so interested in becoming a Huntress, I would convert her to a Scholar."
Adelle disagreed. Weiss's eyes were not of a child curious about the adventures and treasures that lied beneath the floor they stood on but of insecurity towards the hidden dangers that lurked in the shadows. It was a trait she was familiar with seeing in veterans, not her five-year-old daughter.
"I swear it, Madam. The world will be dazzled by her brilliance! She will become the cornerstone of the future if nurtured correctly!"
On that she agreed but for different reasons.
"I've said it before, but I'll say it again. I hope you aren't letting your enthusiasm influence your teaching."
He snorted at the notion, completely disregarding the fact his attitude was impolite towards the noblewoman. Adelle took no offense with her friend's actions.
"A child's perception of their surroundings will affect their behavior. I would not dare risk smudging such an unpolished diamond. Have no fear, I will continue to teach her to the best of my abilities. However, that is not why I am here. I came to request a brief vacation period."
Adelle rose a delicate eyebrow.
"Oh? I thought you wanted to guide society's cornerstone? Why the sudden vacation, Charles?"
"A friend called in and asked for a favor. The Arc family's youngest son just went through his awakening ceremony. They wish for me to tutor for a short period of time. In actuality, I'm not really on vacation, just working elsewhere."
"How long?"
"Only two to three weeks."
Adelle sighed. It seemed while she was still indecisive, the world made the decision for her. The few weeks would give her ample time to introduce Weiss to the world of Huntsman and Huntresses. It would also give her time to judge if Weiss had the capacity and determination to follow the path she chose.
"That's fine. I'll tell my husband. Will you be leaving homework assignments for Weiss at least?"
"Naturally, Madam."
"Good. We'll see you in a few weeks then Charles. Have a safe trip."
"Thank you, Madam. I'll take my leave then."
Charles bowed and promptly left. Adelle sighed and looked with troubled eyes toward the sky. Her daughter was going to be a Huntress, a job that was just as dangerous as it was thrilling. To make matters worse, the White Fang were starting to act up recently. The originally peaceful protest group were making more violent moves. Would there soon be kidnapping attempts on her children? If they got past the guards, would she be able to stand in their way?
How long has it been since she held her wand? Her stats were nowhere near her prime, that's for sure. No, this would not stand! It seems it was time she got back into shape. Let them come. The grass will be lined with their frozen corpses. She would bet her pride as a mother and a Schnee she will protect them, even if it meant going up against the entire world.
