Three months went by without incident.
It finally came, the day.
The gates of the Imperial Academy were opened.
The academy was more than a school—the heart of the Azure Dragon Empire was here.
It was the seat of humans’ best talents.
Numerous heroes, generals, saints, and emperors had come from here through the ages.
Today…
New students entered.
A huge carriage, bearing the Ashbourne crest, came up to the gates of the academy.
It was instantly recognizable to many.
“House Ashbourne.”
The family of “The Sword Duke” is here.
Evelyn was the first to come out of the line.
She was clad in a pure white dress and had a slight chill about her.
Her awakening as an Ice Phoenix bloodline had made her one of the most recognized young talents of the empire.
Behind her was Andrew.
Andrew was one of the normal guys when it came to looks.
No powerful aura.
No pressure.
No evidence of tillage.
All the other students whispered.
Is that Andrew Ashbourne?
The son of the Duke who wasn’t any use to his father at all?
I heard that he cannot farm.
Andrew refused to take the bait.
This is just what he wanted!
The entrance ceremony of the academy started.
The Dean was in front of thousands of students.
The Imperial Academy doesn’t give a shit about your past!
“Royal family.”
“Noble family.”
“Commoner.”
Here is where everyone begins the same.
“But remember.”
“The academy does not protect the weak.”
“If you cannot grow…”
You will “be left behind.
Inside the academy.
The students were split into various sections.
Evelyn was put into the Mage and Healing Division.
Few princelings were admitted to each of the Sword and Strategy Divisions.
The noble heirs also split up.
Andrew got his job.
Research Division.
It came as a surprise to a lot of folks.
But Andrew was satisfied.
The Research Division studied the following:
For the first time, all of this information is available in one place, allowing those interested in three-domain history, the history of the three domains’ best, or forbidden battlefield cultivation theories to gather it in one location.
Perfect.
He wanted knowledge.
The first day of Andrew’s trip, he met some significant individuals.
The first prince of the Empire.
An ace swordsman.
The Second Princess.
A genius mage.
The Fifth Prince.
A strategist.
A number of royal offspring of the duke and marquis families.
All were eyeing one another.
The academy was not a mere school.
It was another field of battle.
That evening.
Andrew was in the library of the academy.
He was surrounded by thousands of books.
“Finally.”
“I can find out about the world around me.
He awoke an ancient record of the Forbidden Battlefield.
However, before he could proceed on his way…
A notification appeared.
Ding!
Hidden Mission Available.
Learn about the mysteries of the Imperial Academy.
Andrew smiled.
“Interesting.”