"Did you know? The official 'military parade' ceremony for the National Day of the Cerryti Empire is divided into two parts."
A passerby who had been to Saint Kray Monastery shared historical knowledge with friends nearby, like a history teacher.
"The morning is for the regular celebration and the military parade."
"Typically, after the morning's regular festivities conclude, there's a break for lunch, and at precisely 3 PM, the War God Blessing Ceremony begins on Grande Avenue in front of Saint Astore Palace."
"The entire ceremony lasts approximately two hours."
As per the usual procedure observed over the years:
First, the Royal Cavalry Guard assembles. A total of 1,400 Imperial Guards, 200 cavalry troops, and 400 military band mbers from the Royal Cavalry Guard gather in front of Saint Astore Palace.
During the inspection of the Royal Cavalry Guard, its officers accept a formal review by the Royal Colonel, who is always a mber of the Royal Family.
Afterward, the Emperor and mbers of the Royal Family arrive by carriage. The King rides the royal carriage, departing from Saint Astore Palace, passing by the parade grounds, and taking his seat at the royal viewing stand.
Other Royal Family mbers follow closely behind in carriages.
Amidst the military band's rendition of the song "Royal Blaze," the Emperor, accompanied by the protection of the Imperial Guards, conducts a horseback review of the Royal Cavalry Guard.
The standard-bearer enters the grounds and assus position. Mounted on horseback, the standard-bearer departs from Saint Astore Palace, holding the fluttering cavalry regint flag, and arrives at the parade grounds while the military band plays the "Ancient Cyrus March."
Each battalion then performs the flag-pass ceremony in formation. To the sound of military band music, battalions of the cavalry regint parade through the grounds. Each formation is led by an officer and a military band, eventually forming up on Grande Avenue. This marks the conclusion of the morning military parade.
In the afternoon:
The highlight of the parade is the Royal Cavalry Guard proceeding in formation past Saint Astore Palace, paying homage to the Emperor.
Next, the War God appears, marking the comncent of the Blessing Ceremony.
The national anthem echoes across the venue as the Royal chanical Engineering Corps flies overhead.
In the closing acts, Royal Family mbers either return to Saint Astore Palace by carriage or horseback. The War God may leave the venue as well.
Finally, at sunset, Royal Family mbers make a public appearance on the open-air balcony of Saint Astore Palace to greet the gathered crowds.
Accompanied by an aerial stunts display from the Royal chanical Engineering Corps, the celebration reaches its climax.
The historical tradition of the military parade aims to showcase the strength of the Cerryti Empire's Royal Family and ard forces, ignite patriotic fervor among citizens, and feature a rotating honor guard flag from different military regints each year. Large crowds gather in front of Saint Astore Palace and along the parade route to witness the spectacle, which is broadcast nationwide and even attracts attention from the northern kingdoms. It has long beco a significant cultural tradition for the Cerryti Empire.
Those fortunate enough to attend the festivities in Bulida are even more privileged.
"If only we could et the professor."
The students' gossip was filled with admiration for Professor Landry, who had joined Saint Kray Monastery this year.
"Soone went to invite the professor, but he said he had sothing important to do today. No one knows what task is keeping him busy even on National Day."
"He's such a workaholic that he didn't take a break during the Moon Goddess Festival and continues to work on National Day. Honestly, I don't think I've ever seen him rest."
"It's almost like he's too busy to die."
One student remarked with a sigh.
"Don't say such things!"
"But Professor Landry sotis acts like soone who would calmly embrace death for certain matters, unwavering regardless of who tries to dissuade him. Don't you think so?"
"Oh, please not…"
Their conversation at the platform was drowned out by the roar of the approaching Magic Power Rail Train as it pulled into the station.
"Attention passengers, the Hallworth Track Train has arrived at Saint Cret Monastery Station. Next stop, Wilton Station, with the final destination—Hallworth North in thirty minutes."
Accompanied by the announcent, people got on and off the train.
The train doors closed, gradually picked up speed, and headed toward Bulida City Center.
anwhile, on the other side:
At Saint Astore Palace, the ceremonial officers had been busy since morning.
They polished each piece of silverware to shine brilliantly under sunlight, ticulously ironed every tablecloth until no crease was visible, and plucked the brightest roses from the garden, placing them in decoratively needed corners.
The entire Saint Astore Palace was brimming with renewed vitality.
The Royal Cavalry Guard assembled in formation at the palace front.
Decked out in bright red uniforms, adorned with commanding black bearskin hats, their horses whinnied beneath them, hooves scraping the ground, as if sensing the day's extraordinary significance.
Four hundred military band mbers with their instrunts stood ready to play celebratory tunes at any mont.
The streets of Bulida City Center Manhot District were already packed with citizens who ca to observe the festivities.
Even areas around the Brielda Opera House, two kiloters away from the palace, were completely congested.
The clock struck ten, officially marking the start of the celebration.
Dressed in ceremonial attire, the Royal Colonel stepped before the cavalry guard and began his inspection.
His gaze swept across every soldier, ensuring their appearance was impeccable.
The soldiers stood straight, saluting sharply, eyes fixed forward.
Soon, the sound of horse hooves and chariot wheels arrived as Emperor Saint Baldo's royal carriage gracefully exited Saint Astore Palace.
The vehicle's gilded exterior was painted with floral motifs of the Seross Empire, and the four pure white horses pulling it looked like they were treading upon clouds.
The Emperor, dressed in crimson military regalia with glistening dals on his chest, flashed a warm smile as he waved to the cheering crowds.
Behind him, the Empress and other Royal Family mbers followed in carriages, offering elegant, formal waves to the gathered citizens.
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