"It wasn't always like that," the man continued, lowering his voice as if afraid the walls might listen. "Once, raw talent and a clean fight earned you a robe. Then the back-door favors started. Bit by bit, the elders demanded gems, and every promising recruit arrived pre-approved."
He sighed. "These days. anyone who walks straight into the Sword Guards' ranks has already purchased the privilege."
He studied Jared's travel-stained cloak. "You're new here, aren't you? No network yet. Don't waste your strength forcing doors that won't open."
Jared let disappointment cloud his features. "Seems I'll have to hunt down connections before I swing a blade."
The man clapped him on the shoulder. "Cheer up. You're already in Swordmaster City. Even if you never sign their roster, you can still enter the public trials, trade blows, steal a few techniques, learning happens wherever steel meets steel."
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