[Event] [The Fallen Prophetess] [3] Western Wing
"Your Highness!"
As we neared the Zestella castle, a dozen burly knights of the Zestella House bowed their heads and greeted Celeste with fervor.
"S-Stop that! We are currently on a school excursion!" Celeste, subjected to this royal welcome, was visibly embarrassed, as expected.
"Princess, it's been a long time since you've come to the castle. We are just delighted to see you."
A lean old man in armor arrived with a kind smile. I recognized him immediately. It was August, a Commander of the Zestella Army and one of the strongest people in Sancta Vedelia. He had also taught swordsmanship to Celeste and Evan.
"Whatever…" Celeste muttered slightly embarrassed.
"Lord August," Professor Raven greeted politely.
"James, it's been awhile. The last I saw you here was during your academy days," August said. "I still remember you and Leora bickering on a daily basis." He added with a chuckle.