Chapter 4: Invitation and Examination

"Behold, an invitation from the Pearl of the Orient Sea Academy! In all your journeys, stand tall with integrity. On the meandering roads, never falter. Conquer adversity, and resist the allure of wrongdoing. As long as justice guides your way, defend it," 

Mr. Caloi imparted these profound words, deepening the siblings' sense of bewilderment.

"Go forth in nobility," he concluded, closing the door to his abode, leaving the two in a state of perplexity.

Aira gently urged them to retreat to the sanctuary and follow the enigmatic instructions laid before them. 

With playful intrigue, she asked, "Why, do you eagerly embrace this celestial connection?"

Amidst the swirling chaos, the young woman's words rang with unwavering conviction. "While the world around us is in disarray, one truth remains crystal clear – you are me, and I am you," their voices resonating in perfect harmony.

Aira's musings carried a sense of wonder. "Isn't it simply awe-inspiring how destiny orchestrates these profound encounters?"

"In the realm of Mystics, remember this – the playbook of possibilities has no limits," Aira added.

With a fervent resolve, Aira responded, matching her sibling's anticipation, "Very well, let the ritual unfold."

"To all aspiring Mystics,

As you step into your 15th year, the exciting journey towards becoming a bona fide Mystic unfolds. 

Over the next three years, we will meticulously lay the groundwork for your transformation. 

From delving into theory, history, the physical, and the spiritual, we'll fortify every facet of your being. By the time you reach the age of 18, you'll stand fully prepared for the awakening of your extraordinary abilities. Whether you find your place among the Elementalists, Enchanters, Martial experts, Psychomagicians, or belong to the esteemed league of the Gifted, your destiny as a Mystic is in the making.

The moment has arrived for the long-anticipated examination.

But, before we proceed, allow us to emphasize that only 1,000 students shall earn entry into our esteemed institution.

Within this test lies the crucible for identifying those with the utmost potential to ascend as premier Mystics.

Remember, the Mystics shall stand as the bedrock of our world, making the future hinged upon your youthful shoulders."

As the speaker's words flowed, a hush fell over the young crowd, hanging on every word.

"Did you catch wind of the Celestial Vanguard Empire sending the Emperor Astrael's dearest offspring?"

"For real? Is the Celestial Charming Prince gracing us with his presence?"

"But here's the kicker, folks. Even the Obsidian Syndicate Empire tossed in their own contenders."

"But you know what's even juicier?" another aspirant chimed in.

"Spill the tea."

"This year's selection? It's off the charts. I heard straight from my dear old dad that 5 out of the top 10 organizations are stepping up to sponsor POSA."

"We're talking The Smith of The Eternal Forge, The Gifted Concleives of the Celestial Veil, The Merchant Princes of Gilded Caravan, The Apothecary Guild of Aloria, and The Council of Realm."

"Woooooow," echoed through the crowd, captivated by the excitement.

"Attention, please!"

The audience swiftly fell into silence in response to the speaker's abrupt command.

This year, the Preparation of Specialized Assessment, with the collaborative support of various organizations, has devised an intriguing surprise.

However, it's crucial to emphasize that these specifics are exclusively intended for those who successfully navigate the examination process.

In this academic year, the institution has meticulously structured a tiered examination system.

The initial tier encompasses three distinctive assessments: the Physical Test, the Psychological Test, and, notably, the Spiritual Test.

The Council has established rigorous criteria for each examination. Achieving success in any one of these tests grants candidates passage to the subsequent tier of evaluation. Regrettably, individuals unable to attain success in any of the tests must look forward to future opportunities.

Details concerning the second-tier examination will be disclosed following the conclusion of the first round of testing.

"Proceed!"

With this directive, the commencement of the examination process officially began.

"Make way! Make way! Here comes the beauty!" declared the young lady with an air of elegance as she gracefully persuaded those obstructing her path to step aside.

"She seems quite self-assured. Who is she?" inquired one of the onlookers.

"Are you not aware? She's none other than the daughter of General Azure from the esteemed Ombra Regency, one of the three illustrious generals of our empire, and Princess Celestine of the renowned Celestial Vanguard."

"Are you suggesting that this young lady is Lady Ciara Azure? The very niece of the Celestial Prince Charming?" questioned an intrigued individual. "Precisely!"

In the midst of this discourse, Rachelle suddenly joined the conversation, emerging like an unexpected wildflower. "Well, regardless, I believe I'm the fairest of them all! Isn't that right, Kat?" She tugged Kat closer, attempting to convince her with a persuasive grin. However, Kat's response was a simple "Certainly."

"Excellent!" Rachelle patted Kat on the back, capturing Lady Ciara's attention with her words. "Excuse me! Perhaps you should take a moment to examine your rather modest attire," Lady Ciara countered, arching an elegant eyebrow and offering a disdainful sniff.

"Grrr! Your confidence is giving me the chills!" Rachelle taunted Lady Ciara. "Do you even know who you're talking to?" Lady Ciara retorted with exasperation.

"I don't care! Come on, let's go!" Rachelle said as she forcefully dragged Kat along, and they both ran off.

"That wench!" Ciara exclaimed in frustration and stomped her way over to the booth where the examination was taking place.

As Rachelle sprinted at an intense pace, she began to perceive an unusual change. While still in motion, she inquired, "Kat, why do your hands appear smaller?" However, she received no response from Kat, prompting her to glance at her companion and be astounded by her absence. "What on earth!" Rachelle exclaimed in disbelief as she realized that she was now holding onto entirely different individuals.

The young lady casually scratched her head, appearing somewhat puzzled, and offered a timid yet polite "hello."

"It seems you've got the wrong person," she gently pointed out to Rachelle.

Rachelle's cheeks suddenly reddened, and she turned away briefly, trying to hide her embarrassment. "I apologize, miss. Truly sorry."

Regaining her composure, Rachelle swiftly issued her apology. "No worries," the young lady graciously replied.

"By the way, I'm Rachelle. And you?" Rachelle smoothly inquired of the enchanting young lady before her. It was only then that Rachelle realized she had inadvertently accosted an exceptionally stunning lady, her face flushing once more.

"I'm Araia," the young lady replied with poise and a touch of modesty. "You're quite lovely," Rachelle complimented her warmly. "Thank you."

Rachelle had secretly hoped for a response like "you too, beautiful," but it didn't come. Araia seemed to notice Rachelle and asked her if there was something else.

"Nothing at all!" Rachelle replied, her enthusiasm fading.

"Just out of curiosity, are you here alone as well?" Rachelle inquired. "Yes, I received an invitation," Araia replied. "Great, you can join us with Kat," Rachelle suggested cheerfully. "Thank you," Araia responded graciously.

As the two conversed, they spotted Kat hurrying towards them, clearly out of breath.

Rachelle couldn't suppress a chuckle upon seeing Kat's breathless state.