Brilliant sunlight scattered across the wide avenues of Border City.
This city, perched on the fringes of the Kingdom, is always brimming with energy, be it the local residents or rchants and Adventurers who travel far for wealth and opportunity, none are easily discouraged by one or two disasters.
The city was still bustling with crowds, every nook and corner of the streets vibrant with vitality and busyness.
But today, the city’s atmosphere was sowhat different from ordinary days.
Normally, the city’s people would all have their own destinations to head to, but today, the crowd converges in a direction that is not usually frequented.
The voices of people’s discussions echoed through the streets and alleys, with an expectant atmosphere perating the conversations.
For today, under the joint witness of the Royal Family and the Border Count, a new Military rit Noble is about to erge.
[Ceremony Venue]
1. Square
2. Grand Hall♛
D2=d2(2)=2
Standing within a high-rise building, the Count looked down at the bustling crowd outside the window with a smile on his face.
Such is the life force of this city that the dical centers are always filled with a steady stream of patients - rough Adventurers, drunken fools intoxicated by alcohol, and even Soldiers who beco debauched after work. They all too often co to blows over trivial matters that are hard to comprehend.
Besides ordinary patients and those injured in the wild, these are the most nurous in the dical centers.
How to make these unruly patients follow dical advice and properly receive treatnt is a headache for every Healer.
But recently, within the Healer Association of this border area, there erged such a rumor.
It’s said that a Healer girl, who has not long since undergone Reincarnation, can make even the most stubborn patients obedient.
The gruffest of n would beco utterly gentlemanly in front of her, like loving fathers doting on their daughters; Adventurers addicted to alcohol would toss their bottles out the window, solely on her gentle reminder; even two n in the midst of fighting would shake hands and make peace, lest they cause her any trouble.
And according to those involved, this was not an effect of any kind of Magic but simply that they did not wish to see the smile fade from the girl’s face.
Still recalling that incredulous feeling after reading the report, the Count turned around and looked at the nervous girl in front of him, and his smile deepened.
"Don’t worry, this city will welco you."
[Hero’s Ceremony Attire]
1. Military Uniform
2. Battle Attire
3. Formal Wear
4. Knight Uniform
5.1
6.2
7.3
8.4
9. dical Uniform
10. Critical Success/Extre Failure
D10=d10(1)=1
[Should the collar be covered up?]
1. Yes♛
2. No
D2=d2(1)=1
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
Guests who were invited to the grand ceremony hall of Border City began to enter one after another.
This grand ceremony hall, the most important venue in Border City, only opens on a few very important occasions. The ceremonies held here would not only be attended by many important figures from the border but also be broadcast outside via magic projection by the Military Mage Corps for the citizens to watch.
Among those who have already taken their seats were venerable elders and elegant ladies. Although the Hero could hardly recognize a few, these witnesses were all significant figures in the border area, be they long-storied Nobles or leaders in various fields.
But even these people would not belittle a Military rit Noble, regardless of their junior rank, for those who could earn Military rit as commoners represent the foundation of civilization—combat prowess.
The citizens outside were also eagerly waiting. Stories of this award ceremony had been circulating in the city for a long ti, and many were curious about who had thwarted the disaster on the Highland.
The President of the Healer Association found his place in the front row and smiled, nodding to people nearby, his youthful face seeming sowhat out of place among the surroundings.
Before taking his seat, he looked around and, as expected, saw many familiar faces.
Such as other Association Presidents, and in an even more front row, the Six Major Guilds, as well as Border City’s Grand Forger, and the head of the Arcane Workshop.
The elderly man had an even more serious look than usual; although he tended to soften a bit in such a setting, his face was now grim, making those around him sowhat uncomfortable.
It seed sothing ca to mind, and the President of the Healer Association’s expression grew odd. He dismissed the idea of going up to exchange pleasantries and sat waiting for the ceremony to begin.
As the last and most distinguished guests took their seats, even within this great hall, a buzz of discussion arose.
"That pink hair..."
"It’s the Royal Family... Fourteenth Princess..."
"The rumor is true, a mber of the Royal Family is indeed witnessing this ceremony..."
However, as dozens of Soldiers filed in neat formation onto the stage and the Military Mages lifted their Magic Wands, causing the heavy curtains to part, the hall gradually quieted.
"We’ve been through a difficult ti."
Looking at the various faces below, so familiar, so strange, the voice of the Count, filled with a trace of emotion, spread throughout the entire hall and even the whole city with the help of sound-amplifying Magic.
"The ancient Great Demon on the Highland, Black Gate Sect Follower in the city, and the Evil Nightmares attracted by chaos... Although the border has always faced threats, without a doubt, these successive challenges are also unprecedented.
"So may have an in-depth understanding, so may be aware of only half the story, but I can now tell you candidly that this city once faced the brink of annihilation. Had any link in the chain gone awry, it would not have been possible for to be here speaking with you all."
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