Chapter 11: Arrival

"While the takers are immersed in their fantasy of being one of the lucky ones, a sudden commotion breaks their fervour. A grand and majestic vessel appeared above the Academy. 

"Isn't that the Astral Galleon of the Merchant Princes of Gilded Caravans?" (MPGC) 

"What a magnificent and enchanted skyship."

The majestic vessel was adorned with intricate golden filigree, shimmering gemstones, and arcane symbols, showcasing the wealth and power of the organization. 

"Have you heard that this skyship is equipped with advanced navigation systems to traverse the astral realm?" 

"Are you out of your mind? That is probably common knowledge for everyone! The cargo holds rare artefacts, exotic creatures, and spices, so the defensive capability of the Astral Galleon is impregnable and possesses a powerful offensive attack to protect the vessel from any potential threats while travelling." 

"Impressive!" 

"Hmph! Of course, our Gilded Caravan is high and mighty!" remarked one of the takers.

As they saw the man walking towards the location where the skyship landed, the takers couldn't stop staring at the haughty man. 

"I told you! Some of the representatives of these powerful forces concealed their identities." 

"That's Lindon Raval, one of the chosen of the MPGC." 

"That... that... that... Lindon." 

A young woman stammered when she saw Lindon. 

Despite his innate arrogance, it wasn't enough to diminish the woman's admiration for the man. Lindon possessed high, arched eyebrows, carried himself with style, and often looked down on others. His eyes were brimming with confidence and possessiveness, and his lips were frequently curved in a perpetually boastful smile. Nevertheless, his exceptional appearance couldn't be denied, emanating from his inherent handsomeness that elicited desire from those who laid eyes on him. 

Not long has passed since the aircraft of the MPGC touched down. 

On the wide river beside the Arena that connects to the ocean, a large and extraordinary seafaring vessel suddenly comes into view. It swiftly glides across the water, reminiscent of a black marlin of the sea. This is the renowned seafaring vessel of The Smiths of the Eternal Forge, (SEF) one of the greatest organizations known for their forging capabilities, famous for crafting legendary weapons and mystical equipment. The exterior of the Dragon Roar Rapids is a breathtaking sight, resembling an enormous, coiled obsidian dragon ready to soar through the underground river. Elaborate scales, painstakingly crafted, adorn its form, each one shimmering with an iridescent sheen under the enchanting glow of volcanic crystals. This architectural marvel not only captivates the eye but also promises an extraordinary journey within. 

The excitement of the remaining test-takers couldn't be contained due to what they were witnessing. The school sponsors were arriving. 

Before the test-takers could catch their breath, a large and wide leaf floated towards the venue, carrying beautiful ladies led by an old woman with a cane. The giant leaf was shrouded in a mystical yet gentle ambience that provided a constant energy regeneration when touched by the breeze. 

"Wow!" Rachelle couldn't help but marvel at this. Even Araia couldn't deny her amazement at what she was witnessing. Perhaps she grew up in a normal village, which explained their reactions compared to Kat and Lady Ciara, who were used to such scenes. 

"The Ladies from The Apothecary Guild of Aloria (AGA)," one of the test-takers explained. 

"The guild of alchemists and Elementals." 

Rachelle felt an urge to join AGA because of what she was witnessing. 

Joining organizations was normal for students after their awakening. This was not unknown to the Mystics, but getting into organizations belonging to The Great 10 was not an easy task. 

"Look! Look!" 

Exclaimed one of the test-takers, pointing their hand upwards. 

"The Stellar Arcanum." 

A well-known transportation from the Celestial Vanguard. 

These carriages are celestial chariots adorned with intricate constellations that come to life at night and are powered by Elementals during the day. These carriages are designed to harness the power of the stars themselves, allowing the Gifted to traverse the celestial landscape with ease. It's like riding a plummeting comet. 

"Unforgettable. This event is really unforgettable." 

"That's right, to win or lose, I can't ask for more," another test-taker chimed in. 

To witness this event is just like a dream come true for those test-takers with no remarkable background.

While the test-takers were in awe, suddenly, the entire surroundings darkened as if the source of light had disappeared. A massive portal opened. 

Goosebumps rose on the test-takers, as well as on the spectators and people throughout the Capital of the Pearl Empire, as they felt a strong power emanating from it. 

From the portal, 20 people marched out, exuding immense power. Their attire sparkled, clearly made from legendary materials. 

"The elite knights of the Council of Realms." 

Even Lady Ciara was greatly surprised by the sudden appearance of the Elite Knights of the Council of Realms. Instructors, officials, and school heads gathered to pay their respects. 

A remarkably handsome man emerged from the portal. His eyes radiated a profound depth, and when he looked, it seemed as if the world came alive beneath his gaze. Their colour was a blend of deep blue and green, like the waves in the depths of the sea. With every glance, it was as if you could understand his feelings and the secrets of his heart. This breathed life into his overall handsomeness, and in his eyes, the world came alive again, dispelling the intense atmosphere. 

His posture was stately and dignified as he surveyed the entire school. 

"Welcome, Your Excellency!" 

They greeted in unison. 

"We are delighted to be graced by your visit. " 

The man smiled, "Please do not trouble yourselves further. I simply wish to briefly witness the future of the Mystic world. He said, with a gentle and peaceful tone." 

The nervous test-takers, due to this majestic entrance, breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, the members of the Council of Realms were imposing. 

"Granny," the man greeted an elderly woman on a large leaf. 

The old woman smiled and returned the greeting. 

Because of this brief exchange, the hidden forces in the crowd noticed it and started to conspire. 

On the other hand, Araia's friends noticed her abnormal breathing. No matter what they called her, it seemed she couldn't hear them. 

"Araia...!" 

"Araia...!" 

The man turned to Araia and smiled gently. 

Her heart raced even faster. 

"Is he looking at me..." 

"Araia...!"