At that moment I realized that nothing is real peace

Arthur opened her eyes, the light from the window filtered through the thin curtains, brightening the small room in the early morning sunlight. She stirred slightly, her hands gently stroking her messy hair after a long sleep. This was not a strange place. This ancient village had been her home since she was born, and this small room had witnessed all her childhood memories.

The old stone house in the middle of the village, where she lived with her family, always brought a warm and familiar feeling. Laughter and voices echoed from the kitchen - her mother must be preparing breakfast. Her father had probably gone to the fields early, as usual. Arthur walked to the window and pulled the curtains aside.

The scene before her eyes was the same as every day: thatched roofs, smoke from the kitchen drifting in the air, and in the distance, a golden rice field stretching out. The morning wind blew through the window, carrying the familiar scent of soil and grass, making her feel strangely peaceful.

She took a deep breath, to feel the fresh village air more clearly. After so many years, she had never left this place. The village was her whole world, a place with family, memories, and familiar things. But in Arthur's heart, sometimes there was still a feeling that was hard to describe - a vague anxiety, as if she was waiting for something great, that she herself could not name.

"Arthur, are you awake? Come down here for breakfast!" Her mother's voice rang out from downstairs, pulling her out of her thoughts. Arthur smiled slightly, returning to his daily life, but in his heart he still quietly kept that vague feeling.

Arthur walked over to the old mirror placed against the wall, the light from the window shining in, making the mirror blur, reflecting her image. Her amber eyes looked back at herself, as if searching for something familiar yet strange.

Her silky golden hair fell down to her waist, reflecting the gentle light of the morning. She ran her hand through it, feeling the soft locks of hair slide through her fingers. Her well-proportioned body, with a slim waist and long legs, gave her the appearance of someone who was both strong and gentle.

Her breasts were moderate, not too big but enough to accentuate her femininity. Her skin was as white as porcelain, covered with a light golden glow by the morning light, she looked like a perfect painting in this ancient scene.

Arthur quietly looked into the mirror, her eyes stopped at her own eyes - deep, but containing something she could not name. Was she searching for an answer to the strange feeling in her heart, or was she simply contemplating her own existence?

Her mother's voice rang out from downstairs again, this time more urgently:

"Arthur! Come down quickly, are you going to let your breakfast get cold?"

Arthur was startled out of her thoughts. She adjusted her simple dress, smoothed her blonde hair, and quickly walked out of the room. The creaking of the wooden stairs followed her footsteps, mixed with the aroma of freshly baked bread and herbal tea that filled the small house.

When she got to the kitchen, Arthur saw her mother busily setting the food on the table. Her mother, a middle-aged woman with a kind face and brown hair with a few silver strands, turned to look at her, her hands on her hips pretending to scold:

"What are you always daydreaming about up there? Come sit down at the table, the whole family is waiting for you."

Arthur smiled, pulled out a chair and sat down. On the table, simple but delicious-looking dishes were laid out - hot, crispy bread, a bowl of honey, a few slices of fruit, and steaming hot tea. Her father had just returned from the fields, wiping the sweat from his forehead, and her younger brother had already started on the first piece of bread, without waiting for anything.

"Eat quickly, Arthur," her mother said, her eyes softening. "There's a lot to do today."

Arthur nodded, took the bread from his plate, and ate it.

After breakfast, Arthur cleared the dishes and helped his mother a little before heading out. The morning sun shone brightly over the village, the air was cool and fresh, and the sound of birds chirping filled the air. She walked down the paved path that led from her house to the fields in the distance, the thatched roofs of the houses appearing amidst the green of the trees.

As she reached the edge of the village, a familiar voice rang out:

"Sister Arthur!"

Arthur turned around and saw Alice, the little girl next door, running towards him. Alice was about 10 years old, her brown hair tied in two lovely pigtails that swayed with each step. In her hands was a basket full of colorful wildflowers.

"Good morning, Alice," Arthur smiled, bending down to be eye level with the girl. "What are you doing that makes you look so happy?"

"I just picked flowers in the fields over there!" Alice held up the basket, her eyes sparkling. "Look, there are daisies and lavender too! I was planning to take them to Grandma's house to decorate."

Arthur gently touched the flowers, feeling their freshness. "They're so beautiful, Alice. You're always so good at choosing."

Alice grinned, but then her eyes became more curious. "Arthur, I heard my mother say yesterday... You said you wanted to leave the village to explore the world, right? Do you really want to go?"

Arthur paused, the smile on his lips fading slightly. "Um... I'm not sure, Alice. I love this village, my family and everyone. But... sometimes I feel like there's more out there that I need to know."

Alice tilted her head, a thoughtful expression rarely seen on a young girl. "If you go, I'll miss you. But I think Arthur will do great things out there."

Arthur laughed, patting Alice's head. "Thank you, Alice. But don't worry, I'm still here for a long time. Now, can you help me carry the flowers to Grandma's house?"

The little girl nodded happily, and the two walked together, under the warm sunlight of the peaceful morning, talking about dreams and the joys of a new day.

Arthur and Alice walked down the stone path to Alice's grandmother's house. The familiar little house with a thatched roof appeared, surrounded by a garden full of trees. Arthur knocked on the door, and a moment later, Alice's grandmother - an old woman with a kind face and silver hair tied in a bun - came out, smiling at them.

"Oh, Alice, you brought me flowers again?" she said, looking at them both tenderly.

"Yes, Grandma!" Alice said, holding up the basket of flowers with pride. "I picked them all this morning!"

Arthur and Alice helped her arrange the flowers in small glass vases, which were scattered around the house. The scent of wildflowers filled the air, bringing a warm and peaceful feeling. After finishing, Arthur turned to leave, but Alice grabbed her hand.

"Arthur, are you free today? Take me out!" Alice looked up, her eyes sparkling as if she were pleading.

Arthur laughed, patting the little girl's head. "Where do you want to go?"

"Let's go to the stream! I like to play there. Take me!" Alice held Arthur's hand tightly, swaying it nonstop.

Arthur sighed, but could not refuse the girl's eager face. "Okay, but you have to be good and listen to me, okay?"

Alice jumped up and down with joy. "Yes! Let's go, Arthur!"

The two left Alice's house and headed towards the small stream at the end of the village. On the way, Alice chattered about all sorts of things, from the things she dreamed about yesterday to the strange stories she heard from the village elders. Arthur listened and smiled, feeling that Alice's innocence seemed to brighten the whole day.

When they reached the stream, the clear water flowed between the rocks, the sunlight reflecting off it sparklingly. Alice took off her shoes, quickly jumped barefoot into the water, splashing like a little bird. Arthur sat down on a nearby rock, watching the girl play, feeling light and peaceful, as if all his worries had disappeared.

The sky was gradually turning dark, the golden hue of sunset spreading over the fields and the road leading back to the village. Alice was still eagerly playing with the water, but Arthur glanced at the sky and gently called out:

"Alice, it's late, we need to go home. Otherwise, your mother will worry."

Alice pouted a little but obeyed. She climbed up the riverbank, letting Arthur help dry her feet and put her shoes back on. On their way back, the two siblings chatted animatedly, their laughter echoing along the small path.

As they approached Alice's house, Arthur handed her over to her mother, who was already waiting outside the door with a worried expression:

"Oh, Alice, you've stayed out late again! Thank you, Arthur, for bringing her home."

Arthur simply smiled and said goodbye before heading back to her own house. But as she got closer, she stopped in her tracks. From afar, the light in her home was as warm as always, but today, something felt different. She could see the silhouette of a strange man through the window, sitting and talking with her parents.

Arthur quickened her pace, a mix of curiosity and unease rising within her. She pushed the door open, and every gaze in the room turned toward her. The man stood up. He was middle-aged, dressed in plain, dark-colored clothes, with a sturdy build and sharp eyes.

"Arthur, you're home?" her mother spoke, her voice slightly hesitant.

Arthur nodded, her eyes fixed on the stranger. She stepped closer, sensing the heavy atmosphere in the room.

"Who is this, Mom?" she asked, her tone serious.

The man spoke up, his voice deep and commanding:

"You're Arthur, aren't you? I've heard a lot about you. I've come here to talk to you and your family. Perhaps it's time you learned a few important things."

Arthur was taken aback, feeling as though this statement marked the beginning of something momentous, something she had never anticipated.

Arthur frowned slightly, her eyes filled with surprise and curiosity. The stranger looked at her, his gaze sharp but not threatening. After a brief pause, he spoke, his voice deep yet commanding:

"My name is Josheph. I've come here for a special reason. Arthur, do you know that you possess a potential far greater than the quiet life in this village?"

Arthur stared at him, bewildered. "Potential? What do you mean? Why are you saying this?"

Josheph nodded slightly, stepping a little closer. "I am a representative of Ignis Academy – a place where exceptional young people are trained. Our academy doesn't just teach ordinary knowledge; it hones skills and unique abilities that not everyone possesses. After some time observing, we've realized that you have the qualities to join us."

The room fell silent. Arthur's mother raised her hand to cover her mouth, while her father looked worried. Arthur herself was utterly shocked.

"Ignis Academy? But... why me? I'm just an ordinary person living in this village," she replied, her voice shaky with confusion.

Josheph smiled faintly, though his gaze remained serious. "You think you're ordinary, but in truth, you harbor a hidden potential. You can feel it, can't you? A drive, a force within you that has always pushed you to seek something greater."

Arthur didn't know what to say. It was true that she had always felt that way, but she had never thought it meant anything significant.

"I'm here to invite you to Ignis Academy," Josheph continued. "There, you'll learn, explore the vast world, and discover the true meaning of the power within you. This is not just an opportunity – it's your destiny."

Arthur glanced at her parents, her eyes filled with confusion. Her mother grasped her hand gently, as if to reassure her. Her father remained quiet, his expression a mix of worry and pride.

"You can take time to think about this," Josheph said, breaking the silence. "I don't expect you to answer right away. But remember, this opportunity doesn't come often."

Arthur remained silent, a whirlwind of questions and emotions swirling in her mind.

Arthur turned to look at her parents, her eyes filled with confusion and hesitation. "Mom, Dad... what should I do? I don't understand why they chose me. I'm just an ordinary girl living in this village. Should I go?"

Her mother gently squeezed her hand, her eyes kind yet tinged with worry. "Arthur, you're my daughter, and I've always wanted you to be happy. I know you've always felt like something out there is waiting for you, but leaving the village for an unfamiliar place… that's a big step. I'm worried for you, but I also believe that if you want to explore, you can do it."

Her father sat in thoughtful silence for a moment before speaking slowly. "Arthur, you're grown now, and I've always believed in your determination and courage—qualities not everyone has. But..." He paused, looking deeply into her eyes. "You need to think this through carefully. Life out there isn't like the peace and simplicity of this village. Once you leave, it won't be easy to return to the way things were."

The room fell silent. Arthur could feel the love and concern in her parents' words. They weren't pressuring her, but their eyes made it clear that this decision would change her life forever.

She turned back to Josheph. "This academy... will it really help me? And how long will I have to stay away from my family?"

Josheph nodded, his tone steady and certain. "The academy will not only help you develop your skills but also help you understand yourself and the world around you. As for the time... that depends on you. One year, two years, or perhaps even longer. But I promise, you'll have the chance to return and visit your family if you wish."

Arthur looked at her parents again. "I don't know what I should do… but I want to hear your honest opinions. Do you think I should go?"

Her mother held her hand tighter, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "If this is what you want, I will always support you, Arthur. No matter where you go, I'll be here, waiting for you to come home."

Her father nodded, his voice deep but firm. "I believe in you, Arthur. If you choose to go, do it with all your heart and no regrets. If you choose to stay, your mother and I will love you just the same."

Their words warmed Arthur's heart, but at the same time, they placed a great responsibility on her shoulders. She knew that now, the final decision was hers to make.

Arthur quietly nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at her parents. "I need time to think," she said softly, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

Josheph gave a small nod, showing no urgency. "I understand. This isn't an easy decision. I'll stay in the village for a while so you can consider it carefully. Take your time, Arthur."

She didn't say another word, simply bowing to the stranger before turning and heading up the stairs. Her footsteps echoed softly on the wooden floor, blending into the quiet of the house.

When she reached her room, Arthur closed the door behind her and leaned against the old wooden frame. The sunset outside her window had now faded, giving way to the stillness of the night. She walked over to the large mirror in the corner of her room and stared at her reflection.

"Do I really have something special for them to come all this way?" she murmured, her eyes shimmering with contemplation.

Arthur moved closer to the window, where the faint glow of the moon was beginning to shine through. She gazed out at her familiar village—the thatched roofs, the narrow paths, and the fields stretching into the darkness. This was where she had grown up, where all her childhood memories and the love of her family resided.

But deep down, she had always felt a pull—a yearning to explore the world beyond, to discover things she had never known. Josheph's words had left her confused, but they had also awakened a desire within her that had long been buried.

Arthur let out a small sigh and told herself: I need time. This isn't something I can decide right away.

She sat down by the bed, her eyes drifting toward the star-filled sky outside her window. Inside her, a battle was waging between her love for the peace of her village and her longing to explore the vast world beyond. Which path would she choose? Arthur knew that tomorrow, she would have to face the answer.

Arthur sat absentmindedly by the window, the pale moonlight casting a soft glow on her pensive face. Today had truly been a long and extraordinary day.

The morning had begun like any other—a warm breakfast with her family, a fun outing with Alice. But by the evening, the arrival of the man named Josheph had turned everything upside down. His words were not only unexpected but had also stirred emotions within her that she had never put into words before.

Resting her head on her hand, her gaze wandered into the stillness of the night. "So much has happened today," she murmured, feeling her mind tangled with confusion.

She recalled Josheph's eyes—sharp yet filled with trust. His words felt like they had planted a seed within her, a seed of curiosity and longing. Yet, the thought of leaving her family and the familiar peace of her village filled her with fear.

"Am I really as special as he says?" she wondered aloud, her hands clenching tightly.

Then she thought of her parents—their unwavering trust in her, their unconditional support despite their worries. She knew they would stand by her no matter what, whether she chose to stay or step out into the wider world. But that very trust only made her feel more pressured.

Arthur stretched out on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Countless questions filled her mind, but no clear answers emerged.

Maybe I don't have to decide right now. I'll figure it out tomorrow... she told herself, though deep down, she knew this decision would haunt her through the night, weaving its way into her dreams.

Outside, the gentle rustling of the wind through the trees brought a fleeting sense of calm amidst the chaos of her thoughts. Arthur closed her eyes, hoping that tomorrow would bring her the clarity she needed to face this.

The next morning, the early morning sunlight filtered through the window, shining into the small room, waking Arthur from his thoughts from last night. She sat up in bed, her eyes more determined. After a sleepless night, Arthur knew that this decision would change her life, but in her heart, she was ready.

She got out of bed, fixed her golden hair, then chose a simple but neat dress. Looking at herself in the mirror, she told herself: This is the path I have to take, not only to understand myself better but also to know the big world out there.

Arthur took a deep breath and walked downstairs. The kitchen still smelled of her mother's toast, but this morning, the atmosphere seemed different. Joseph was sitting at the table, sipping a cup of tea made by her mother. Her father sat nearby, his eyes following the stranger's every move.

When Arthur entered, everyone looked up at her. Josheph put down his teacup, his eyes sharp but filled with anticipation.

Arthur straightened his back, took another deep breath, and said in a clear voice, "I've thought it through. If your invitation is truly an opportunity for me to explore myself and the world, I will go. I agree to join Ignis Academy."

Her mother gently raised her hand to cover her mouth, her eyes slightly watery. Her father was thoughtful, but finally nodded, his eyes filled with pride.

Josheph smiled slightly, standing up. "I know you won't disappoint me. This is a brave decision, Arthur. Ignis Academy will open up things you can't imagine. But remember, this journey won't be easy. It will challenge you, sometimes even make you want to give up. Are you ready?"

Arthur nodded, his eyes determined. "I'm ready. I want to know what I can do and how big the world is out there."

Joseph smiled contentedly. "Good. We'll be on our way now."

Arthur turned to look at her parents. Her mother stepped forward, hugging her tightly, her shoulders shaking with emotion. "I'll be waiting for you to come back, Arthur. Take care, my child."

Her father stepped forward, placing his hand on her shoulder. "Remember, no matter what happens, home is where you belong. I believe you can do it."

Arthur squeezed her parents' hands, her heart filled with emotion. She knew this wasn't a permanent goodbye, but it wasn't easy either. She spent the rest of the day preparing and saying goodbye to the people she knew in the village.

As soon as Arthur agreed, Joseph wasted no time. He stood up, adjusted his long coat, and turned to say:

"Very well. I will take you to the Academy now. I have everything ready."

Arthur was a little surprised by the haste, but she quickly nodded. She turned to hug her mother one last time, her mother still had a gentle smile but her eyes were wet.

"Go, Arthur. You can do it," her mother whispered.

Her father said nothing, just put his hand on her shoulder, his eyes quiet and proud.

Arthur walked out the door with Joseph. Outside, a carriage pulled by two strong black horses was waiting. The carriage had a luxurious yet mysterious appearance, with dark wood carved with intricate patterns.

Josheph opened the carriage door, signaling Arthur to get in. She turned back to look at her house one last time. The familiar sight of the village appeared in the morning light – thatched roofs, small paths, and green fields. A feeling of nostalgia and anticipation rose in her heart.

"Are you ready?" Josheph asked, his sharp eyes testing her resolve one last time.

Arthur nodded, taking a deep breath. "I am ready."

She stepped into the carriage, the door closing. Josheph signaled to the coachman, and in a moment the horses began to gallop, driving the carriage away from the village.

Arthur sat by the window, watching the familiar scene recede into the distance. She felt her heart pounding, not just with excitement but also with a vague hope for what lay ahead.

Jospheph sat across from her, his eyes reading her mind. After a moment of silence, he spoke up:

"Ignis Academy is unlike any other place you've ever known. It's a place for those with extraordinary potential. But I must warn you, you'll face great challenges. This won't be an easy road, Arthur."

Arthur clenched his fists, his eyes filled with determination. "I understand. But I'll do my best."

Josheph smiled slightly. "Good. Then prepare yourself. We'll be at the academy before sundown."

The carriage swayed steadily on the long road, the sound of the horse's hooves playing a rhythmic lullaby. Arthur, after a morning full of emotions and thoughts, began to feel his eyes heavy.

Sitting by the window, she tried to stay awake, but the scenery outside passed by like a blur of colors, making her even more sleepy. The cool breeze blew in from the window, soothing her mind, and soon she leaned her head against the seat, her eyes closing.

Joseph, sitting across from her, glanced at Arthur quietly. When he saw that she had fallen asleep, he smiled slightly, his eyes showing a rare tenderness.

"This girl... still has much to learn," he muttered, then turned his gaze back out the window, his expression becoming thoughtful again.

Arthur slept soundly, her breathing even, her face seemed to relax after the tension of the morning. In her dream, she saw herself standing before a large gate, beyond which lay a strange, vast world, with mysterious lights and roads leading to places she had never known.

The carriage continued to move forward, through winding roads, dense forests, and hills looming in the sunlight. Arthur was completely unaware that every mile brought her closer to a new life – a life she could not yet fully imagine.

The carriage slowed down and stopped in front of a large iron gate, carved with intricate patterns. Arthur woke up with a start when he felt the carriage no longer moving. She sat up, her eyes still a little hazy, but the sight before her made her completely awake.

Before her eyes was a huge castle, more majestic and splendid than anything she had ever seen. Grey stone walls rose high into the sky, covered with lush green vines. Towering watchtowers with flags fluttering in the afternoon sun. The shiny black tiled roof reflected the light, creating a mysterious yet majestic look.

Surrounding the castle were large gardens with a variety of colorful flowers blooming, long stone paths leading to different areas. Arthur felt like he was lost in a dream.

Joseph looked at her, smiling faintly. "Welcome to Ignis Academy, Arthur. This is where you will begin your new journey."

Arthur sat silently, unable to take his eyes off the scene before him. "Is... is this really the place? It's so big it's hard to believe..."

Josheph nodded slightly. "This place is more than just an academy. It's the center of knowledge, magic, and power. But as vast and beautiful as it is, it holds challenges you've never faced before. Once you pass through these gates, your life will never be the same again."

Arthur swallowed, feeling nervous and excited. She couldn't take her eyes off the details of the castle, from the colorful stained glass windows, the ancient statues placed everywhere, to the sparkling light from the lamps hanging from the stone pillars along the entrance.

Josheph opened the car door, gesturing for her to get out. "Let's go, Arthur. Your first day at Ignis Academy has begun."

Arthur took a deep breath and got out of the car. Standing in front of the large iron gate, she felt very small. But at the same time, a strong determination rose in her heart.

The gate slowly opened, making a heavy creaking sound. Arthur followed Joseph, step by step entering Ignis Academy.

Joseph led Arthur through the paved paths of the Ignis Academy campus, finally stopping in front of a large courtyard. Arthur looked up at the scene before her, unable to hide her surprise.

The courtyard was crowded, hundreds of young people her age were standing, chatting animatedly or looking around with curious, eager eyes. The buildings surrounding the courtyard were ancient in style, with shiny black tiled roofs, and flags with the Ignis Academy emblem fluttering in the wind.

In front, a large stage was set up, above which was a wooden platform and a large flag with a bright yellow flame emblem. There were rows of benches around the courtyard, but most of the people were standing in groups, their faces filled with excitement.

Josheph turned to Arthur and whispered, "This is the opening ceremony for new students. You are not the only one starting your journey today. This is your chance to get to know your peers."

Arthur nodded, his gaze sweeping the crowd. She felt less pressured when she saw that many others were as nervous as she was.

"Go ahead and join in," Joseph said, gesturing to the other students. "The ceremony will begin soon. I will be watching from afar."

Arthur hesitated for a moment before walking toward the crowd. A few people glanced at her, but then continued their story. She noticed that everyone was dressed as simply as she was, none of them carrying any aloofness or haughtiness.

Just then, a bell rang from a tall tower near the courtyard. The sound echoed throughout the space, causing everyone to quiet down.

On the stage, a man in a long red cloak stepped forward. He had a majestic appearance, his long silver hair tied back, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd. When he spoke, his voice echoed clearly to every corner of the courtyard.

"Welcome, all new students, to Ignis Academy!" he said, a smile flickering across his stern face. "Today marks the first step on your path. You have been chosen not only for your potential, but also for your will and determination. Remember, from this moment on, you are no longer ordinary children – you are students of Ignis Academy!"

The crowd held their breath, listening to every word. Arthur felt her heart pounding harder. This was not just a ceremony, but also an affirmation that she was entering a whole new world. A world of knowledge, power, and countless challenges that she could not have imagined.

The man continued, "After the opening ceremony, you will be divided into groups, assigned classes, and begin your journey. Prepare yourselves, for this is only the beginning."

The man on stage reached into his robe pocket and took out a small black box. When he opened the box, a dazzling light immediately emitted from within, making everyone unable to look away.

Inside the box were transparent crystals, each one the size of a palm, emitting a sparkling light with constantly changing colors. These stones seemed to possess a strange power, causing the surrounding air to become quiet and solemn.

The man held up a crystal, its light reflecting on his face. He spoke in a solemn yet clear voice:

"These are the Sorting Stones – they will reveal your potential, nature, and hidden power. When you place your hand on them, they will determine the source of your power and assign you to one of the four major divisions of the Academy. Your division will also become your 'home' for the duration of your stay here."

The people around began to whisper, both curious and worried. Arthur looked at the crystals with an unwavering gaze, a feeling of excitement rising in his heart.

The man continued: "The four divisions represent the four different paths you can take. They are called:

Arc - those who possess the power of burning fire, full of determination and strong will.

Aqua - those who are gentle, skillful, with the ability to adapt and control emotions like water.

Terra - those who are steady, trustworthy, possessing the steadfast power of the earth.

Aether - those who possess a mysterious nature, linked to wisdom and spiritual power like the sky."

He paused for a moment, letting everyone digest the information, then lowered the crystal, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd. "Remember, no division is better than another. Each path has its own strengths and challenges. It is important that you understand yourself and accept where you belong."

He gestured to a group of assistants standing near the stage. They quickly walked over, each holding a small table, on which were placed sparkling crystals.

"Now, come forward," the man said loudly. "One by one, place your hand on the stone. The Sorting Stone will tell you which division and 'house' you belong to."

Arthur felt the atmosphere change. The students began to line up, walking towards the tables. Her heart was pounding, both nervous and excited. This would be the moment that would determine her path in Ignis Academy.

She stood in line, waiting for her turn. As the person in front of her left, she stepped forward, her hands shaking slightly. Before her was a transparent crystal, emitting a gentle but alluring light.

"Put your hand on it," the assistant said, his eyes encouraging.

Arthur took a deep breath, then reached out to touch the crystal. As soon as his fingertips touched the cool surface, the stone glowed brightly. Rays of light raced inside like living energy. The colors within the stone began to change, and Arthur waited anxiously for it to reveal its answer.

As Arthur placed her hand on the crystal, a powerful light enveloped her hand. Immediately, she felt a strange energy flow through her body. All the sounds around her seemed to quiet down, leaving only an eerie silence.

Suddenly, a voice rang out in her head, not someone else's but as if coming from the depths of her mind:

"Hey, what do you think you're good at?"

Arthur was startled, his eyes widening. She looked around, bewildered, but no one paid attention to her. The others were still focused on their crystals.

"What... am I good at?" she answered in her mind, not even sure who she was talking to.

"Yes," the voice said, deep but authoritative. "Can you tell me what you think you're best at? Strength, intellect, emotions, or determination? Who do you want to be, Arthur?"

Arthur felt his heart pounding, but it gradually calmed down. She thought for a moment, then replied:

"I don't know for sure... but I always feel like I'm constantly searching for understanding. I want to learn, to understand things, and to do something meaningful. But sometimes, I feel like I'm driven by something stronger, like a fire inside that I don't understand."

The voice was silent for a moment, as if considering her answer. Then it spoke again, this time more gently:

"You have curiosity and a thirst for knowledge, but at the same time there is a fire that burns deep within you. Let this stone help you find your true nature."

Immediately, the crystal began to glow brighter. The rays within it moved wildly, then gradually stabilized, taking on a characteristic color. Arthur felt a heat radiating from his hand, but it didn't hurt.

A strong vibration passed through Arthur's hand as the crystal glowed brightly. A loud sound rang out, causing the surrounding crowd to turn to look at her. The strange voice in her head echoed once more, this time with a strong affirmation:

"You will be in the Sword Division, Arc House!"

The crystal emitted a bright light, then gradually faded, returning to silence. Arthur stood still, feeling as if everything had happened too quickly and too suddenly. A huge change had just occurred in her life. Sword Division, Arc House... She had never heard of these two things before.

The people around her began to whisper, their eyes filled with curiosity and even admiration. Arthur felt a little dizzy, but at the same time there was a vague sense of pride in her heart. She knew that this was the path the crystal had shown her.

"Swordsmanship…" Arthur muttered, feeling like there was an invisible thread connecting her to the people in this division.

An assistant stepped forward, smiling and saying to her, "Congratulations, Arthur. You have been selected to join the Arc house. Follow me, I will take you to the place where you will receive your uniform and start getting acquainted with the other students in the house."

Arthur only had time to nod, feeling a strange excitement in her heart. She followed the assistant, passing through the crowd that was watching her. Although she was a little nervous about what was waiting for her, she clearly felt one thing: this was where she belonged.

As she entered the area reserved for Arc house students, a strong feeling rushed over her – as if a new chapter in her life had begun.

When Arthur entered the Arc dormitory, she immediately felt a cold atmosphere, completely different from what she had imagined. The students in the Arc house all had solemn expressions, not a single smile or friendly gaze directed at her. They only looked at her coldly, without any joy or welcome, making her feel strange and uncomfortable.

The large room was so quiet that she could hear her footsteps echoing. The students were sitting, standing, or concentrating on their own work. They kept looking at her, but that gaze was not curious or inquisitive, but something distant, even unpleasant.

A girl with long black hair and sharp eyes walked over, looking Arthur up and down in a scrutinizing manner. "Are you new?" she asked, her voice not very friendly.

Arthur nodded, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Yes, I am Arthur, newly joined the Arc house."

The girl's lips curled slightly. "Is that so? I thought the Arc family only accepted those who were truly capable. You'll have to prove yourself worthy." She turned away, not waiting for Arthur to reply, and continued walking towards the corner of the room without even glancing back.

Arthur felt a little out of place, but she didn't show her confusion. She turned back to look at the others in the room. Some people were still paying attention to her, but all of them remained silent, no one approached or spoke to them. The atmosphere in the room became heavy, as if she were an outsider, unwelcome.

But no matter what, Arthur knew that this was the path the stone had shown her, and she couldn't turn back. She took a deep breath, determined not to let the coldness of everyone shake her spirit.

Just then, a voice rang out from the back of the room. A middle-aged man, wearing a lecturer's uniform, walked in. He seemed to be the manager or team leader of the Arc family.

"Alright, everyone," he said, "We have a new student today. Arthur, please stand up and introduce yourself."

Arthur felt her eyes light up, as if this was her chance to prove herself. She stood up, trying to keep her spirits up and confidently looked into the eyes of everyone in the room. "Hello everyone, I'm Arthur. I'm looking forward to learning and contributing to the Arc family. I hope we can overcome the upcoming challenges together."

Everyone was still looking at her in silence, no one reacted. But Arthur didn't give up. She knew that her journey here was just beginning, and she wouldn't let this coldness deter her.

The lecturer stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over all the students in the room, then stopping at Arthur for a moment before he began to speak.

"Hello everyone, I'm Alex, the lecturer in charge of Arc House. Today will be your first class at Ignis Academy, so before we begin, I'd like you to get to know each other a little," he said in a low, but seemingly emotionless voice. "Arc House is not an easy place, you must prove that you have enough strength and patience. This will be a long journey, and you must learn to work together."

Alex looked over the students, his eyes cold and sharp. "You new students in Arc House all have your own unique potential. But don't think that just because you were chosen here, you will easily pass. Every student in this house is a true warrior, and all must work together."

Arthur felt nervous, but also realized that the instructor's tone was not hostile but serious, as if he was preparing for a bigger challenge. She tried to calm down, observing the people around her to see how they would react.

Alex continued: "Let's start with a small exercise. You will work together to solve a coordinated task. This is not just about individual strength or skill, but the ability to work as a team. From now on, you will no longer be individuals, but part of a strong unit."

He turned to a large blackboard at the back of the classroom, wrote a few short lines, then looked back at the students. "To start, I want you to divide into groups and try this exercise. The group that completes it the fastest and most effectively will receive recognition from me. And don't forget, this is your chance to prove your abilities."

Arthur felt a little dizzy, but she also understood that this was a way for her and the other students to get to know each other, to create an opportunity to show themselves. She looked around and noticed the scrutiny from the other students, they didn't seem very friendly, but they didn't seem openly hostile either.

A few students had already started to stand up and look for people to form groups. She felt a little shy, not knowing where to start. But she understood that she had to get to know these people, no matter how cold or indifferent they were. Arthur took a deep breath, preparing for her first challenge in the Arc house.

Arthur felt a wave of surprise and discomfort wash over her as she was paired with a girl who had a cold appearance and a clear attitude. This girl looked at Arthur with suspicion and not much sympathy. After a moment of silence, she opened her mouth, her voice filled with contempt.

"Hey, how did you get in here?" the girl asked, not hiding her annoyance. "This place has never accepted swordsmen. You see, Swordsmanship is an inferior class compared to us - mages. We learn magic, control magic, while you only know how to wield swords."

Arthur was surprised and somewhat confused by those words. She knew that Swordsmanship was a powerful division, but what this girl said made her feel looked down upon. She never thought that her choice would make others have such a negative view.

"Really…" Arthur began, trying to keep his composure, "I think each division has its own value and strength. Swordsmanship is not inferior. We also have the strength and skills needed to fight and protect."

The girl shrugged disdainfully, her gaze unchanged. "It sounds great, but in reality, this place only prioritizes mages and advanced classes. Warriors like you are just servants to us. Don't expect to have a chance to advance in this academy."

Arthur felt the coldness in the girl's words, but she refused to be defeated by that attitude. She understood that things in the academy would not be easy, and if she wanted to prove herself, she would have to overcome all challenges, even the negative looks from those around her.

"We'll see," Arthur replied, trying to stay firm. "In any case, I will do my best."

The girl said nothing more, just silently continued her work, but Arthur could clearly feel the contempt in her attitude. However, she was determined not to let this disrespect affect her. This was just the beginning, and Arthur knew that she could change people's views with her actions and efforts.

The first lesson took place in a rather tense atmosphere. Instructor Alex instructed on the basic magic that all new students needed to master. These magics were considered the foundation, the first step for each student to be able to go further in developing their abilities.

"We will start with reinforcement magic," the instructor's voice rang out, attracting everyone's attention. "Reinforcement magic is an important technique that enhances the strength of the body and weapons, an essential part for all warriors, mages, and those who have a thirst for battle."

Arthur felt a little nervous when he heard the instructor talking about reinforcement. She was unfamiliar with magic. She was a swordsman, living in a world of swords and muscle training, not a world of magic. She glanced around, seeing that the other students were all very confident. The students from other divisions, especially the mages, were all mentally prepared for this lesson.

Alex continued to teach about the use of reinforcement magic. "Reinforcement magic is not a complicated magic, but it requires concentration and control. To perform it, you must link your inner power to a specific object. Whether it is your body, a weapon, or an object, the power of magic will make us stronger."

The girl Arthur was paired with, who had been disdainful before, glanced at her again. She quickly focused on the lesson, raised her hand, and muttered a short incantation. Immediately, her body emitted a soft light, and her movements became more flexible and agile. It was clear that she had mastered this magic.

Arthur followed closely, trying to memorize every move, but when she raised her hand, it felt like everything became blurry. Reinforcement magic was not what she thought. She did not feel the connection with the power inside her body. She only felt a sense of emptiness, as if there was an invisible barrier preventing the magic from activating.

Seeing that she couldn't do it, the girl who was with Arthur kept glancing at her, her eyes filled with disdain. "Can you do it?" she asked contemptuously, not bothering to hide the disdain in her voice.

Arthur felt a little unconfident. She tried to concentrate, but to no avail. The other students continued to successfully strengthen, while she stood still, not feeling any energy from the magic. The surrounding crowd began to pay attention to her, their gazes cold and full of judgment.

Instructor Alex looked towards Arthur and shook his head slightly. "If you can't do strengthening magic, it will be very difficult for you to progress in the Arc house. Especially for swordsman students like you, this magic will help strengthen your weapons and body. If you can't complete this exercise, it will affect your academic performance."

A feeling of shame rose in Arthur's heart. She could clearly feel the uneasiness from the other students' eyes. And especially, the girl standing next to her kept sarcastically mocking her, her eyes growing more and more contemptuous.

"I knew it," the girl spoke up, her voice filled with mockery. "How could a swordsman like you understand magic? You'd probably just swing your sword around."

Arthur's heart sank as she listened, but she didn't let the criticism discourage her. She took a deep breath, telling herself that she couldn't let herself fall. Even though magic wasn't her forte, she had come here with determination and couldn't let anyone make her give up.

She tried again, this time trying really hard to feel the energy from within her body. But as soon as her hand touched the air, a numb feeling ran through her body, and she still couldn't activate the magic. The girl next to her laughed scornfully, "Looks like you're just useless."

Arthur tried to suppress the anger that was rising in her heart. She wanted to reply, but realized that she didn't need to justify herself. This was just the first test, and she could overcome it with perseverance. She couldn't let the contempt of others derail her goal. Instructor Alex continued to instruct the students, but his eyes were still fixed on Arthur. The feeling of failure made her lose her breath, but her heart was filled with determination: "I can do it."

When the lesson ended, Arthur felt tired and frustrated. Even though she tried her best to follow the instructions, in the end, she still couldn't perform a single spell. The magic of reinforcement still seemed to be something beyond her reach. Every effort, from concentrating to repeating the incantation, was fruitless. The feeling of being useless gradually filled Arthur's mind.

The other students had all succeeded, they were gently performing reinforcement with more flexible bodies, more powerful weapons. The girl who was paired with Arthur even seemed very proud of her ability, her eyes couldn't hide the joy when she saw the people around her looking at her as an excellent student. She looked at Arthur, her eyes filled with contempt.

"So, did you do it?" She asked sarcastically, her lips curled into a mocking smile.

Arthur didn't reply, only bowed his head slightly, not wanting her to see that he was discouraged. She looked around, the eyes of the others no longer concealed their disappointment. Everyone else did it, but she didn't. She felt like a failure in their eyes, someone who didn't deserve to stand among the ranks of warriors and magicians here.

Instructor Alex stood in front, his eyes glancing at Arthur once more. Although his voice remained calm, Arthur could sense a hint of disappointment in it. "Strengthening magic is a basic technique," he said, "But if you can't do it, you will have a lot of trouble in this academy. Anyway, today's class is over. You guys go back to rest and continue practicing."

The other students had already begun to gather in their groups, chatting and leaving the training area. The girl didn't forget to look at Arthur once more, then turned away with her friends, leaving Arthur standing there alone.

Arthur stood still, looking at her hands, feeling frustrated again. She had done everything she could, but the magic still wouldn't work. All her efforts were in vain. She couldn't help but feel like she was the only one who couldn't do it. Everyone around her could do it, but she felt like she was being left behind.

As the instructor Alex left, Arthur slowly walked out of the training area. A feeling of exhaustion, not only physical but also mental, enveloped her. In the hallway, other students passed by, not even sparing her a glance. They must have noticed that she couldn't do the most basic things. And the feeling of being isolated, of being judged as a failure, made her feel even heavier.

That night, when she returned to her dormitory, Arthur sat down on her bed, trying not to think about what had happened. Everyone around her could easily show off their abilities, but she couldn't. But she didn't want to give up. She knew that this path would be full of challenges, and if she wanted to survive here, she had to overcome herself.

She told herself, "I will not give up. No matter how difficult it is, I will continue to try."

With that determination, she closed her eyes, despite the criticism and contemptuous looks still echoing in her mind. This was only the first step, and Arthur knew that she had to persevere, practice more to be able to do the things she could not do today.