As I finally reached the grand gates of the Academy after a grueling four-day journey, the splendor of the exterior left me speechless.
Gilded and silver embellishments adorned the pristine white walls, and the statue of the revered founding king stood majestically behind the centerpiece fountain.
Beyond the gates lay a bustling metropolis, teeming with life and guarded with fierce vigilance.
Only with the coveted identification card bearing the emblem of Count Millennium were we granted entry into this sacred realm.
"Are we going to get there by today?"
"I-I'm sorry!"
The coachman was sweating profusely at my question.
It was just a joke, but there were so many people in the city that I wondered if I could reach the Academy today.
In addition, it was so large that it was easy to get lost.
Fortunately, thanks to the wagon, which obviously belonged to a nobleman, I witnessed a miracle.
Amidst the frenzied chaos of the city's bustling thoroughfare, people parted like the Red Sea as my carriage forged ahead, carving a path through the sea of bodies.
The sight of so many people parting...
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