By the time the magic carriage returned to Starlight Royal Academy, it was almost noon.
The academy's eastern gate was as lively as ever. Students who had just finished their morning classes were leaving the teaching district in small groups, while the occasional explosion of magic echoed from the training grounds in the distance. Many first year students were even discussing the upcoming practical combat screening.
None of them knew that inside the Seventh Magical Beast Trial Ground, only a few kilometers away, a name that should never have appeared again had just passed one of the academy's highest levels of identity verification.
[Elena Vane.]
[Confirmed dead three years ago.]
Victor sat inside the carriage, his gaze fixed on the message Cecilia had sent him.
If someone had merely stolen an ordinary identity card, the situation would not have been so troublesome. The academy's temporary identity credentials could indeed be forged.
However, Cecilia had specifically written:
