"That is the Royal Academy?"
After crushing Sidi's projection, Watson thought that he had nothing to do for the time being. It would be better to pass the Royal Academy's assessment first. Thus, he rode his unicorn to the Royal Academy entrance.
Due to the absence of Sidi's influence, the unicorn had recovered its health. Its five-meter-long body had fur brighter than the moonlight, and its body was softer than cotton. Sitting on the unicorn's body, Watson felt as if he was sitting on a soft cloud; it was very comfortable.
At that moment, Watson looked up—he saw a gorgeous academy. Tall white spires could be seen everywhere. Everyone was exuding an extraordinary aura.
It was spring. There were tall trees with light pink flowers on both sides of the academy's streets. With the wind blowing, the fragrance of the blossoms filled the air.
