Chapitre 1947: First Batch Arrives

Today, Holtan stared at his parents with a serious face. 

"Remember, when you get there, be obedient and study hard. Do you all understand? This is a rare opportunity to see the outside world…an opportunity to learn with the pale, blue and black tone people." 

The green toned Holten nodded deeply, listening to his parents with a heavy face. 

This… this was the first time that the 9 year old Holtan was leaving his home for so long, talk less of leaving the beloved Mirv continent. 

He held onto his 7 year old sister, never leaving her hand for a second. 

He swore that unless they were at their private quarters once in Baymard, he would always hold her hand. 

(Even to the toilet?) (>w>)

…

A while later, Holtan found himself, his sister and several others selected, now gathered on several open fields within the city.