Barbara glanced at her ex-fiance. Their eyes locked for a fleeting moment, causing both of them to hold their breath. Almost simultaneously, they averted their gazes, but the emotion in their eyes stood in stark contrast to their cold facial expressions. The once bright and lively eyes now appeared dim and lifeless, much like a wilted candle.
Upon entering the academy, Barbara and Hans leisurely proceeded towards the office of the academy's director. Despite the rigid façade, the interior of the academy unfolded as a vast and welcoming space. Elaborate embellishments adorned every nook, imparting a sense of grandeur akin to that of a royal palace. The grand hall boasted generous proportions, with a grand staircase spiralling at its heart. Countless chambers beckoned for exploration, while beyond the premises, an expansive training field stretched into the distant horizon.
