"What chance?"
Darleon frowned. This man had just told him he wouldn't hesitate to attack Celestia, and he said it was a chance?
The crimson eyes closed as the lips below formed a subtle smile. "During my academy days, every time we talked about guild and espers, it had always been Celestia...Celestia..." Radia said, suddenly walking down memory lane, which only grew Darleon's confusion. "The guild of Celestia, the espers of Celestia...it was a textbook example, a study material, a standard to be adhered to. As someone who planned to make my own guild, I had to cram those things in my head."
The glory of Celestia was undisputed. It was the culmination of the Eastern Federation's five best guilds, merged into one so the nation would have a strong tree everyone could take a shade in. It was the pillar of Eastern Federation's sentinel community, so they could stand in equal prowess with the other nations.