As the orientation ended, students rose from their seats whispering to each other, gradually scattering toward the exits. Zara stood from her seat and followed the crowd toward the hall’s doors.
Just as she reached the lounge, a familiar voice called out from behind.
Turning around, she saw Mia jogging toward her, one hand raised high.
"Heh, I almost lost you when you slipped out just now!"
Zara raised an eyebrow as Mia caught up. "What is it? Sothing important... or another one of those boring teacher speeches?"
mia replied with cheerful face.
"No, nothing like that! I just want you to et a new friend I made."
Zara’s expression turned skeptical. "A new friend?"
Mia grinned and grabbed Zara’s hand, dragging her toward a quieter corner of the lounge. There stood a girl so striking, she seed to shimr under the soft lighting.
She had long silver hair that flowed like silk, and matching silver eyes—calm, unreadable, and faintly amused. Her hands were folded neatly in front of her. Instead of the standard girls’ uniform, she wore the boys’ version: tailored blue pants, a fitted coat, and a crisp white shirt beneath. A slender sword rested at her hip, its hilt ornate but practical.
Mia bead, practically bouncing on her heels. "Zara, et Elira. Elira, this is Zara."
Elira’s gaze locked onto Zara. There was sothing behind those silver eyes—like she was sizing her up in a way that was both curious and cryptic.
"Nice to et you, Zara," Elira said, her voice smooth and cool, laced with quiet confidence. She gave a small nod, her posture relaxed yet regal.
Zara held her gaze. Her heart suddenly sped up for no good reason, but she kept her face neutral. "Nice to et you too."
She glanced at the sword. "You want to be a knight, huh? That’s pretty cool."
Elira nodded, smiling faintly. "Yeah. I want to beco a knight. A proud knight of House Haldrin—just like my father."
At the ntion of Haldrin, Zara’s expression faltered for a split second.
’What the hell...? Why am I eting ga characters this early?Wasn’t this girl supposed to beco the strongest knight in history by the end of the ga?’
She suppressed a groan. ’Don’t tell I’ll also run into that annoying male lead from Lira’s mories...’
As their eting ended, Zara walked back toward her dorm, muttering, "Ugh, I have to wake up early tomorrow..." The re thought made her let out a long, exhausted sigh.
The mont she stepped into her room, she didn’t waste a second—she threw herself onto the bed and passed out instantly.
[Ding! Host, your sign-in ti has reset. Wake up! Wake up!]
Fluff’s chirpy voice rang out at full volu next to her ear.
"Ugh..." Zara groaned, blindly swinging a pillow at the floating ball of fluff.
[Ahh!]
Fluff nimbly dodged in midair. Instead of hitting her target, Zara smacked herself in the face with the pillow and let out another muffled groan.
after so ti She sat up, yawning as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Fluff floated over perched on her shoulder the mont she was upright.
[Host! The sign-in has reset. Would you like to use it now, or preserve it for later?]
Zara blinked, still half-asleep. "What do you think, Fluff? Should I use it or wait?"
[Host! I recomnd using it although if you wanted good reward you have to wait one month. but You’re weak right now—and you need strength as soon as possible so you should use it.]
Zara suddenly froze. Her entire body went stiff as the color drained from her face.
’Wait... isn’t today the day the demons invade and launch their first attack?’
Her heart dropped like a stone. The drowsiness vanished instantly—replaced by a creeping sense of urgency.
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