The academy was alive with activity as the sun rose, painting the sky in hues of orange and gold. It was a free day, but not for everyone. Students who had failed the assessments were packing their belongings, their faces a mix of disappointment and frustration. Meanwhile, those who passed were exploring their newfound privileges. The campus felt larger now, with new areas like the library, training grounds, and even the fabled Virtual Simulation Hall open to them.
Tristen, ever the diligent heir, was heading to the library with his maid, Elena, in tow. "Books found here are said to contain ancient strategies, techniques to grow stronger, and untold secrets of the past," Tristen mused, his voice tinged with excitement. "It's a treasure trove."
Elena, as composed as ever, followed closely behind. "Knowledge is the foundation of power, my lord. This is a wise choice."
