Chapter 47
Six in the morning at the eastern gate of Starlight Royal Academy.
The sky had only just begun to brighten, and a thin layer of morning mist still lingered over the road outside the city walls. A black magic-powered carriage bearing no noble family crest was already parked by the roadside.
By the time Victor arrived, everyone else was already there.
Karl carried the White Rock Bulwark on his back and had changed into a set of lightweight inner armor clearly better suited for actual combat. A shortbow hung at Milo's waist, while two quivers containing different types of arrows were strapped to his back. Noah still carried only a longsword, but it was no longer the ordinary iron sword he had casually taken from the training grounds. Instead, it was a fine-grade standard longsword worth just under three thousand gold coins.
