Chapitre 280: The Highsword Academy 3

Damian gazed at the vast expanse of Eldoris's green fields, with Toph perched eagerly on his lap, observing everything with wide-eyed curiosity. It had taken them less than a week to prepare and set out for the nearest harbor—Nenrilas. To avoid drawing attention, they dressed in casual clothes and traveled in a modest, somewhat well-kept carriage, suitable for lower nobility or wealthy merchants.

The four of them were seated inside, facing each other. A second-ranker drove the carriage, while two additional second-rankers, each leading a team of five Light-Walkers, trailed nearby in concealment. Not that there was anyone for miles around.

"Is there going to be a written test or something?" Sam asked, his expression betraying clear concern. It was obvious he thought his chances were slim if that was the case.