Inside the academy, Killian and Elen walked through the quadrangle of the campus, passing by students currently doing their training. Eyes immediately darted to them, following their steps.
Killian watched how Elen's petite body carefreely moved, her bare feet elegantly brushing through the grassland. Her long hair bounced on her every step.
"When I first established this academy, I encountered a bit of trouble. The late king was against the academy. He was talking about having no permit from the government and not owning the land." Elen raised her index finger. "But I think that was strange because no matter what piece of land I stepped on, it should automatically become mine."
"I think you were the one in the wrong," Killian said, narrowing his eyes.