Is It Weird For A Guy To Apply To A Witch School Chapter 78

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After seeing Sister Bai off, I followed the information on the ID card to head to the designated location.

If I didn’t give it a try, the afternoon would just be wasted.

The Witch Academy Flying License Training Club.

That’s right, it was actually an open club.

According to the introduction on the academy system, the club’s members were all experienced fliers and specialized coaches who taught flying.

These clubs would professionally train beginners how to fly, covering not only practical exercises but also theoretical assessments.

Only after passing the theoretical assessment and gaining qualification would the club review and submit us for the academy’s official assessment test.

It was clear how prestigious such a club was within the academy.

I could search for this club on the academy system, where some basic information was available.

Apparently, there was more than one such club in the academy, and they seemed to be in competition.

After logging in with the personal information on the ID card, I could access various functions.

The most prominent feature on the phone system was the theoretical assessment test, along with the various rules that needed to be followed for the flying license.

There were even plenty of scenario simulations, essentially a question bank.

Alright, this was basically like getting a driver’s license.

After getting off the bus, I arrived directly at the club’s training ground.

This stop was even named after the club, so it must have been around for quite a while.

Even from here, I could see plenty of people riding brooms and flying in the sky.

Many were starting off slowly, flying in an orderly manner.

Those who flew recklessly were, after all, a minority.

In my previous life, this would probably be like driving a learner’s car, crashing through a wall, and speeding down the road, right?

No matter how you thought about it, the club’s seniors would definitely discipline them.

Moreover, most of the people taking the flying license test at this time were probably just a few years ahead of me.

The seniors in the club should have no trouble keeping things under control.

I clutched my ID card.

I wasn’t sure if I’d need it, but at the very least, it would show others that I was a newbie when I entered.

If I came in as a newbie pretending to be a pro, wouldn’t I just be asking for trouble?

Acting a bit more like a newbie would naturally draw people to approach and talk to me.

Don’t pros love guiding newbies?

If you didn’t give them a chance, how would they know you were a newbie?

“Welcome to the Witch Academy Flying License Training Club. Oh? A freshman? Are you here to take the license test?”

As soon as I walked in, the senior at the front desk warmly greeted me and asked about my needs.

Even before I entered, I noticed her gaze fixed on me.

Looks like the front desk job was pretty idle.

“Yes, Senior Um, it’s my first time here, and I don’t know what to do.”

I tried to act timid, holding the ID card with both hands, lowering my head, and speaking in a soft, sticky voice.

“Like that, huh”

Clearly, calling her “Senior” made her quite pleased.

She was totally eating it up.

This treatment was completely different from the times when I was ignored as a freshman.

Back then, girls were often overlooked.

Or maybe that was just an exception?

No, it was probably because there were better options.

But this place was different.

You didn’t usually see freshmen here, especially at this time when school hadn’t even started.

“No problem, no problem! Let Senior guide you.”

She enthusiastically led me inside.

“I saw that you already have our club’s student card. Did you already register with us?”

“I don’t know. Another senior helped me register.”

A hint of confusion flashed in my eyes as I held the ID card to my chest with both hands.

“Another senior? Oh, you’ve got connections. Let me check for you. If that senior has taken care of everything, we can arrange a coach for you to start learning right away!”

The front desk senior quickly caught on and went to her computer.

No, it wasn’t exactly a computer, more like a magic-powered computer.

It felt completely different from the computers I’d known before.

“Here, give me your ID card, and I’ll check for you.”

“Okay, here.”

I handed over the ID card and watched as she performed a flurry of operations on the screen.

This must be the process of entering student information.

It looked quite strict.

“Oh, your information is quite complete. Even a coach has been arranged?”

The senior looked up at me from behind the screen and said, “This makes things simple. Come with me, I’ll take you to your coach.”

I let the senior lead me into the training area at the back.

Only after entering did I realize the space here was much larger than I’d imagined.

From the perspective of Spirit Vision, I had a guess it was probably some kind of spatial magic covering the entire training ground.

From the outside, the club’s area didn’t seem that outrageous.

“How is it? Bigger than it looks from the outside, right? You’ll start your training here. The training ground has plenty of facilities to assist you.”

The senior explained as we walked.

“There are two parts to the flying license assessment. One is the theoretical assessment, which happens within the club. The other is the academy’s practical test. You need to pass both to get the flying license issued by the academy.”

“The theoretical assessment involves learning theoretical knowledge and flight regulations, all of which you can study in the academy system. I saw in the system that you’ve logged into it, so I don’t need to tell you where to find it, right? It’s all in there.”

“The training here covers five main components.”

“The simplest is low-altitude straight-line flight, followed by high-altitude flight. For that, you’ll need to overcome any personal factors like fear of heights. If you choose not to take the high-altitude test, your final flying license will come with a height restriction.”

The senior gestured toward some students in the distance riding brooms at low altitude.

I felt like their feet were practically dragging on the ground.

“Then there’s variable-speed flight, high-and-low-altitude lane-changing flight, arc flight, and finally, real-world flight. That last one requires you to apply the techniques you’ve learned and fly outside on your own. It tests not only your skills but also your knowledge of theoretical content, as you’ll need to handle various unexpected situations.”

“Of course safety is assured. Our coaches will provide shield spells or similar protections during any dangerous training. If a coach doesn’t provide a protective spell, you can remind them.”

She seemed to realize that might sound off and quickly clarified.

“Don’t worry If a coach doesn’t provide a protective spell, it’s not because they forgot. It’s because they think the exercise isn’t dangerous. If you’re still worried, you can bring it up. Coaches generally won’t refuse. It’s definitely not because they forgot.”

“Oh, and one thing I forgot to mention: the final component of the flying license assessment is the one with the highest failure rate, so you’ll need to be extra careful.”