Chapter 01.

When the sun turned yellow in the west, a girl practicing high-level martial arts turned back and put her sword in the sheath. Her feet firmly stomped on the brown ground of College Mart, staring straight ahead at where the giant tree she had just destroyed before lowering her palms in a pressing motion in front of her chest. The wind blew slowly after she lowered her internal energy, the leaves around the expansive yard flew up after her feet hit and raised dust on the ground.

Her name is Bella, a young girl who has been a student for many years carrying the science of martial, medicine, spiritual knowledge, and other supernatural sciences in this hermitage. Her beautiful face looks firm thanks to her mother's beautiful jawline. In addition, from a young age, Bella absorbed the martial arts she learned even though she was a prospective Royal Princess at her father's palace, Raff.

"Your knowledge is perfect, Arabella."

The girl turned right, then put her hands on her stomach before bowing respectfully to an older man she called teacher. The man was her teacher, a man who was so old but had perfect knowledge of mart. He owns the famous Mart college in all corners of this country.

"Thank you, Grandmother Elgar. All this is thanks to the guidance of Grandmother."

The older man smiled, then got up from his seat and jumped down from the roof of the hermitage. He quickly jumped up, like he was in a short space, with her trademark clothes that were tough and could not be penetrated by the tip of a sword or spear.

Arriving in front of Bella, he smiled as she walked around the beautiful girl glued to the ground with her gaze down. Some of his fellow students were going back and forth, welcoming the night that would soon come to surround their College.

"It's time for you to go, Bella. This is the prior knowledge that I will teach you. My job of looking after you is finished; you can start your journey to your island evenly."

The man spoke, staring at the wooden stump splintered from the blow from Bella's swordsmanship.

Her lips curved into a smile before taking a deep breath.

"I'm leaving this hermitage, Grandma?" She just raised her face, staring at the old face that looked dashing and implied love.

"That's right; it's already the twentieth year since you were entrusted by your father, King Raff. You are a Princess of the Kingdom of Anant. Go home; your father and mother are waiting for you to enter the palace. You must return, Arabella." Elgar looked at him with a reassuring smile.

Her face looked old, but it was as if she had never died with age because Bella knows that Elgar has eternal magic and cannot be killed by anyone.

"When should I go, Grandma?"

"Tomorrow, when the sun sets. You must leave this place and start your journey because it's time you know who your parents are."

Arabella nodded respectfully, then knelt under the feet of Elgar, who had cared for her all this time. Bella feels it is her parents who have given her life, even though she is only a teacher who educates her with mysticism, magic, and also magic.

"I will go following Grandma's words. Bless my journey; pray for me to arrive there in good condition." Folding one hand on the knee supporting her, Bella could feel a touch on her head, gently rubbed.

"My blessings and God are with you. If you encounter a difficulty, do not be careless. Do it wisely so that your life path feels smoother and more victorious. Leave early in the morning, so that you can arrive faster. Because if you ride a horse, you only have one week to get there. And that too without a hitch or a big hitch."

"Keep your head down from people, humble yourself, and don't be arrogant. You are a candidate for a Queen; you must have a good impression in the eyes of people, including your people. You understand, my grandson?"

Arabella nodded in understanding, then looked up at her face.

"Understood, Grandma. Thank you for all the advice and knowledge that you have taught me. I will carry out everything you have ordered if it doesn't trample my pride."

Elgar's old face had a smile on his face. "Wake up; it's getting late. You can do anything if you feel it's good for you. Remember one thing, hold your head high before people with bad intentions, but bow your head when people ask you for help."

Arabella rose from her knees. She nodded in understanding, then stepped into the College when the teacher had already walked away towards her building. Sitting on the couch, she poured some water and took a sip while gazing at some of his friends passing by.

Tomorrow is his new journey.

"Bella, help me." Her friend exclaimed when it was challenging to bring some goats belonging to the College.

The girl laughed a little seeing her friend holding the goat's ropes. Then got up from her seat and stepped closer to help her.

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Her hand that was lying on her stomach moved. Bella gasped softly, opened her eyes, then got up and took a deep breath.

It was morning; the sun hadn't even risen yet. The girl stepped into the bathroom of the female college student's cubicle. Then washed her face with the water she took straight from the spring. Her face was white with natural red lips that didn't change in the water. She wiped her face with the rest of her scarf, then stepped out of the bathroom.

Some of her friends are awake, and some are still sleeping. Bella smiled across them and then returned to the cupboard by her bed. She took several small knives, wore a sword strap on his back, and brought some gold coins.

"Where are you going, Bella?" A girl her age approached as Bella had made her bed which she was going to leave from today.

"Master Elgar said I must go."

"On duty?" Keyna, the girl's name, she asked again, staring at the beautiful and beautiful face in front of her.

"No, it's time for me to find my identity. Go back to my parents' house and continue the journey that has been destined." Bella smiled, took a bamboo drinker, and looked at her friends.

"I'm Arabella, thanking you guys for being friends with me and guiding me. I'm returning to my house, and hopefully, we'll see each other next time."

They got up and hugged him as a farewell.

After that, they came out and saw the master already standing in the courtyard with two young men whom they recognized as the eldest disciples. They were Bancroft and Bardnad, twins from the volcano where Elgar had raised her as a disciple.

"This is a horse for me, Grandma?" She asked, making the teacher nod.

"Go east, Bella. Use the knowledge I teach you for good. May you become a wise warrior."

Arabella bowed her head respectfully, giving a final salute. After that, she stroked the black horse's mane, then jumped on it. Both hands held the saddle, then nodded when she saw the teacher's smile.

"See you later, Arabella."

The girl smiled, then began to tug at the horse's saddle and gallop out of the yard. During the dawn darkness, the twenty-year-old girl rode her horse across the hill road to descend into the forest.

The actual journey awaits her there.