Yuliana tilted her chin, a confident smile unfurling across her lips. "Mr. Chance, perhaps you are unaware... In Celestia, scholarship is no mere ornament. The very act of reading, of testing reason against scripture, polishes the spirit so finely that heaven's spiritual energy answers twice as readily. Every academy compound houses a training arena. We study, then we cultivate, and our strength should not be belittled."
At that moment, the bronze bell in the academy boomed, its note deep enough to rattle the paving stones.
From lecture halls on every side, students poured out in orderly lines and streamed toward the distant training arena.
Jared's eyes sparked with genuine interest-or something very close to it, as he turned to Yuliana. "Ms. Fiala, if that is so, would you allow me a glimpse of these students in action? I would be honored to see the marriage of book and blade."
Yuliana hesitated just long enough for the breeze to tug at the purple tassel in her hair, then inclined her head with gracious composure. "Very well... Follow me, Mr. Chance..."
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