The following day, Sigurd invited Asura to meet the knights she had been training at the academy.
Although nothing like the academy in the capital, the smaller building instead felt built for a certain reason: combat, training and knowledge.
Inside the gym area, it smelt of blood and steel, causing Asura's lips to curl into a smile when he saw the thirty men and women who looked to be aged between their later teens and early twenties.
All of them stood with both arms behind their backs, standing straight and looking forward without speaking.
"Oh, you guys are doing really well today! I have a special announcement for you all. Rejoice, your beloved Lord finally came to see you with his own eyes!"
Sigurd stepped ahead of the group with a graceful movement, like feathers dancing across the sky in a gentle breeze.
