Chapter 185 - Charity (3) (1/2)

Luke offered me his hand when I was about to get off the hover car. I accepted, knowing it was common etiquette and elegantly got off the car. The orphanage appeared like a mini school with the nice facilities. It was unlike what I imagined, it looked like it was properly funded, at least externally.

A teacher from the orphanage came out to greet us like we were important sponsors. She warmly smiled like she radiated sunshine. The inside was similar to the outside with the same designs and decorations that resembled our school. In some ways, this place appeared even nicer than the middle-class area I visited.

”Unfortunately, the director is not here today,” she apologized.

”No, it's us who decided to come last minute,” Luke politely answered.

”Why don't I see any of the children?” I found it strange to see the nice facilities mostly empty.

Alex shot me a glare as we continued the tour with the teacher. It seemed like everyone knew the reason why except for me again. I never knew this was such a famous place that everyone knew what was going on. Feeling left out, I squeezed Shelly's hand for the answer.

”The children are in class,” Shelly whispered inside my ear with carefully chosen words.

”Can we go see the children?” I asked the teacher.

The teacher momentarily stopped walking, before turning to answer, ”which class would you want to visit?”

It wasn't like they were displayed in a zoo. I became confused by her question. There had to be something more to place that I didn't know about. I glanced at Luke for an explanation as he answered for me.

”Any class will do,” he replied after silently asking Shelly and Alex for their opinions.

”Then I will lead you to class 12-B,” the teacher immediately decided.

We were soon led to a large room that was almost the same as the mana training rooms at our school. Inside the room were around twenty children who practiced attacking the dummies like they were their enemies. In turn, the wooden mannequins holding a sharp sword were spelled to attack them as it analyzed the children's every move.

The mannequins had realistic human skin and features that wouldn't be distinguishable from human beings. In fact, if I couldn't sense the complex spell layered over top of one another to make the illusion, I might have rushed in to stop the vile scene. I frowned as I continued watching the people that appeared like they were fighting for their lives like an outsider.