Auguste walked lightly through the towering gates of the college.

The entire city shone like the night sky, and the shimmering light almost covered the entire castle.

Behind him followed a group of noble lords, who were like a pack of wolves closely following their leader.

It's like a galaxy converging here.

Standing before the vast and solemn academy, King Augustus felt a surge of pride rising from the depths of his heart.

He turned around and introduced them to Aurelion and Victor:

"This is our Star Academy."

"The pinnacle of warrior training in the Kingdom of Kant."

Aurelion looked in the direction August was pointing.

The academy before me looks more like a steel castle standing in the wind.

Outlined by marble, the walls, a combination of steel and rock, block out almost half the sky.

A magnificent wall surrounds the vast land, with buildings of varying sizes scattered within it.

Numerous colorful flags fluttered in the air, representing the various factions within the academy.

The huge flags waved in the wind, as if engaged in some kind of silent competition.

The towers, varying in height, are adorned with a variety of dazzling jewels, their colors matching those of the various colleges' flags.

They are bathed in moonlight, resembling a colorful sea of ​​stars suspended above the imposing steel walls.

The shimmering luster on those public buildings resembled tiny gemstones fused with steel.

Under the moonlight, it looked like countless stars dancing in the night sky.

This academy truly lives up to its name, 'Starry Sky'.

Along the way, you can even see countless students coming and going.

They were muscular and their eyes revealed the same determination as the soldiers, clearly showing that they had undergone high-intensity training.

His clothes were impeccably tailored, with gold trim along the edges, and even the scabbard at his waist was adorned with gold patterns.

Upon seeing the king, they would all stop and bow respectfully.

Only after receiving a response from August did they pick up their swords again, straighten their chests, and stride proudly into the academy.

As August led the group through the academy, the sweat pouring down the students' brows at the training grounds was quite a sight for the foreign ministers.

They held rough wooden swords in their hands, relentlessly hacking at the wooden stakes in front of them.

Each strike was imbued with the full power of his body, revealing taut muscles and surging blood.

Each strike was full of power, and he practiced it over and over again.

Hundreds of warrior apprentices are strengthening their bodies in the training ground.

Their energy and atmosphere almost distorted the entire space, with bursts of sword energy slicing through the air as if to cut the earth in two.

Despite it being night, they continued their efforts.

The foreign ministers present silently absorbed the atmosphere of the academy, and were all momentarily stunned.

To be honest, they had never visited this enormous academy during their previous visits to the Kingdom of Kant.

Naturally, they were unaware of the allure of this academy, which belonged exclusively to the kingdom.

Those young students were full of vigor and vitality.

That represents the warrior's fighting spirit.

Like a raging torrent churning in my heart, like an angry beast rampaging through my chest.

Looking at these energetic young people, the ministers couldn't help but sigh:

"What amazing student quality."

"After graduation, these students will probably be able to join the kingdom's military directly."

Having experienced the academy before them, the foreign ministers couldn't help but think of their empire's magic academy.

Although both academies were established in the capital of a country.

However, the two academies not only specialize in different areas, but even in terms of the students' overall quality, the Empire's academy cannot compare with the Kingdom's academy.

These imperial citizens knew their own academy very well.

Before Rachel established the Royal Academy of Magic.

Becoming a mage in the empire is a privilege that is basically only available to nobles.

The knowledge of magic was completely monopolized by the imperial nobles, and commoners simply could not afford to buy those expensive magic books.

Until Rachel Azure, the Imperial mage who joined the Mage Council and became a member.

In order to promote the profession of mage, the Royal Magic Academy was established in the imperial capital.

Because Rachel was not a nobleman; he was of commoner origin.

His original intention was to use the council's magical knowledge to enable more commoner students to learn magic and to create more mages in the empire.

But reality is cruel—

Very few commoners could get into the academy, while the number of nobles who joined was ever-increasing.

This is normal; after all, the Royal Magic Academy considers aptitude and talent when admitting students.

Few ordinary people would start studying magic from a young age, learning those complex and obscure magic books.

Because they can't afford to learn it.

Nobles, however, can receive basic magical training from a young age.

Given this comparison, the starting lines for both sides are destined to be unequal.

Therefore, after going through layers of selection, very few commoners are admitted to the Royal Magic Academy.

He inexplicably became a prestigious academy.

The inexperienced mages trained by the aristocratic class have almost no experience in actual combat.

Because those aristocratic students were mostly young masters and ladies of noble birth, the first to object to putting them into actual combat would be those aristocratic gentlemen.

But that's normal.

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