The deafening roar of dragons echoed in the sky. These giant dragons gradually flew above the crowd. Their broad wings blocked the sun in the sky, bringing a huge sense of oppression, and the dragon scales shining with golden light became clearer and clearer.

As they slowly descended, some sand was swept up by the air currents from their wings. Finally, the dragons landed on the ground, their heads held high as they gazed down at the others present. The appearance of the Eastern visitors on their backs also became clear. Their clothing resembled the ancient people in Loran Hill's past life, with gorgeous silk clothes, crowns on their heads, and long sleeves fluttering in the wind.

The language these Eastern students used to communicate was also different from that of the Western Continent. It was pronounced in a clear, well-defined language, and while it differed from Chinese, it was very similar. There were approximately 50-60 of them. Besides the students, the others were likely accompanying guards. While there weren't many of them, each was above Sequence 5. These nine dragons were roughly between Sequence 6 and Sequence 7. Their golden eyes gave off a sense of immense power and oppression, and if one looked directly into them, one would even feel a trembling fear.

As the sky gradually darkened, today's report also slowly came to an end. Orange-yellow street lamps lit up around the square. Orange-yellow flames burned quietly in the middle of these street lamps. The translucent lampshades blocked the evening breeze, and only the upper half was exposed, illuminating the large and small tents around the square.

The vast campus of Emenas is on the other side of the river, and there are no buildings on this side of the open space. It is especially lively during the period of school registration every year. Tourists from all over the world, relatives and friends who are seeing off their families, and small businessmen who come to do business will gather here temporarily and set up their tents in various styles, including the common prairie-style round shape, the simple southern triangle, and the falcon-style desert windbreak shape.

The square at night wasn't deserted; instead, it was bustling even more than during the day. Stalls lined the square, hawking local specialties from various regions: elegant elven longbows and wine, falconry carvings and sabers, furs and coats from the Gufia Steppes, fruits from the Southern Isles, and even silk dresses and hairpins from the East. Students who could attend Emenas were generally well-off and generous, so many merchants took advantage of this opportunity to make a small profit.

Loran Hill and Jenna were also browsing these stalls, looking at these things with a little curiosity.

"Boss, how much is this saber?" Jenna picked up a long curved knife and asked the stall owner.

"10 extraordinary gold coins." The boss made a gesture. He was wearing a white robe and a hat on his head with a long feather stuck on one side of the hat.

“It’s a bit expensive.”

As Jenna spoke, she carefully examined the knife. The slightly curved blade had a groove in the middle, and delicate, wavy lines ran from the edge to the back. She held the knife up to the light to check its straightness, then gently ran her thumb across the back, feeling the smoothness of the lines and checking for any flaws.

According to Loran Hill's observation, although this knife was not made of any extraordinary materials, it was rare to reach the silver grade, and it could be said to be a fine piece of its kind.

"Can you make it cheaper? I only have a budget of about 8 gold coins."

Jenna seemed to like the knife very much. She held it in her hand and waved it in the air a few times, a little reluctant to let it go.

"I'm sorry, miss. All our goods are shipped from Falcon. Not to mention the purchase and storage, the travel expenses alone are quite high, and there are also security issues along the way. It's really not cheap." The stall owner explained in detail, and then began to introduce the origin of this saber. It was made by a master with superb craftsmanship, and he has been supplying the military all year round, so the quality is guaranteed.

Jenna went to the stall owner several times but still couldn't bargain down the price, so she finally gave up.

"I still have some money. Do you need me to lend it to you?" Loran Hill asked in a low voice, looking at Jenna who looked a little lost.

"This... let's forget it." After thinking carefully for a while, Jenna shook her head and still rejected Loran Hill's kindness.

"Actually, I was impulsive. I spent so much money right after arriving at the school. I'm afraid there will be problems in the future." She restrained her desires.

"All right."

"Does Jena like swords?"

"Well, a little bit. Many of my family's elders are mercenaries. I've been exposed to weapons since I was a child and know a lot about them. A good weapon is often like a second life to us."

"I'm a girl. My father taught me some simple sword and footwork when I was little. But he hoped that I wouldn't need to learn these skills in the future, because even the most skilled warriors will get hurt, or even die due to accidents. Life on the edge of a knife isn't as beautiful as poets describe. It's more of a helplessness." Jenna recalled as she walked between the stalls. Her small face looked a little immature under the light.

The night market was filled with not only students from various countries on the mainland, but also a small number of Oriental people, and two siblings wearing Oriental robes were also walking among them.

"Brother, do you see that beautiful girl with long black hair in front?"

"I saw it. What's wrong, Lu Shuang?" asked the handsome brother. He had a long sword on his waist, with red tassels and a metal cloud-patterned scabbard, which had a special oriental charm.

"That girl, with black hair and black eyes and a gentle face, is from one of our Plantagenet families."

"This... I don't think I've seen this before. It's really strange." The senior brother looked puzzled.

"No way, brother, you are not even familiar with the beautiful girls in school? What will happen to my sister-in-law in the future? You don't want to wait for your family to arrange a marriage for you after graduation, right? You won't be free then." The beautiful sister asked teasingly. The Moonlight Fairy Dress on her body seemed to be shining under the light, and she looked quite stunning.

"She should be a freshman. I've never seen her before."

Looking at the silhouettes of the two girls in front of him under the light, the brother finally said affirmatively.

"A new student? Several of those traveling with us have seen her, but she's not one of them. But her appearance is indeed more similar to our Eastern appearance."

"Ah, I wish I were a Sequence 5 Dragon Vein Priestess. All the major families in the East have dragon bloodlines, and they can easily sense it."

"Or perhaps he's a descendant of one of our branches that remained in the Western Continent? Anyway, you're enrolled this year, so there will be plenty of opportunities to meet him in the future."

"Yes, yes, but that sister is really pretty, like an orchid in a valley, quiet and beautiful. Why don't you try to pursue her in the future, brother?"

"It's just your first day at school, why are you thinking about these things? I, your brother, have been very busy recently. If I hadn't come to pick you up, I would still be practicing sword skills. You'd better take care of yourself first, and don't let any brat fool you." The brother in the moon-white robe touched his sister's hair and said with some doting in his eyes.

"Yes~ my good brother." The girl deliberately prolonged her tone.

On a spring night, lights flicker, people appear in the distance, and the night market is as bustling as day.