At the age of 31, Rainard De Helton was haunted by an unforgettable tragedy that painted his life with shades of darkness. The devastation brought forth by the Princess of the Realm had shaken the very foundations of his existence, claiming the life of an innocent employee who dined at the restaurant where Rainard struggled to make ends meet. Ironically, the punishment for a crime he did not commit unfolded in the shadow of the princess, a swift death sentence that arrived without room for repentance or forgiveness.With each heartbeat thereafter, the wounds continued to sear with hatred, casting shadows of darkness that obscured the light of his future. Seeking solace in a remote village, filled with the scent of the sea and the soothing touch of the wind, became his final attempt to heal those wounds. Yet, fate often twists in unforeseen ways.Just as he began to find peace in his new life, the presence of forces claiming allegiance to the princess crept into his existence like a sh

In the celestial civilization that danced amidst the shimmering stars, as dusk faded and night descended, Rainard De Helton and Gerard traversed the winding path towards the magnificent abode of Count Olaf. Like two warriors exploring a newly unfolded world, they were adorned with an aura of courage and curiosity.As the mansion door swung open, the two guests were greeted by an elegant commander named Helena. Her steps were gentle like the breeze sweeping through the hills, welcoming their arrival with warm hospitality. Their workspace was a room where fate intersected with bravery, under the imposing figure of Count Olaf, a man known for his wooden leg, a symbol of his life's journey filled with heroism and sacrifice.With astonishing grace, Helena delivered the latest report to Count Olaf, akin to a poet composing beautiful verses about a hero's journey.Count Olaf, standing tall before them, approached Rainard with steady strides."Thank you for your service, Rainard De Helton. Th

Elzabhel enveloped Rainard De Holton with tenderness, radiating boundless affection, while the knight still wore a slightly rumpled cloak. Beneath the twilight's embrace, Rainard prepared for his routine journey, filling his pockets with alchemical concoctions needed for practice and selecting the weapon that would become his steadfast companion on the battlefield. His steps strode confidently along the tranquil village road, allowing his memories to frolic in the garden of beautiful recollections before returning to their grand residence for rest.After freshening up and donning tidy attire, Rainard sat at the dining table with Count Olaf and Elzabhel, joined by Helena and Gerard, forming a warm and communal family bond among them. Count Olaf, far from the rigid noble image, embraced the people's spirit, creating a close-knit and affectionate relationship.The following day, under the bright sunlight, Rainard prepared for a journey with Helena, accompanied by Gerard, as they walked a

At the very same juncture, within the opulent confines of Alcantraz Imperial Palace, a princess of ethereal beauty, with silver tresses cascading and eyes of ruby concealed behind a pair of spectacles, sat gracefully upon the edge of her bed, lost in reverie. With a graceful stride, she approached the window, gazing out upon the enchanting palace gardens before her, arms crossed over her chest as her eyes drifted to the azure sky, stretching infinitely into the distance."Hoping she'll enroll in the academy next month," she murmured inwardly, attempting to muster a smile.With gentle steps, a serving maid entered the chamber, closing the door softly behind her before approaching the princess standing by the window."Cathrina, it's time to prepare for your departure to the academy city," the maid spoke softly.Cathrina turned to regard the maid with respect. She glided past the servant gracefully and resumed her seat on the edge of her bed."Very well, please make the necessary arrange

Rainard Von Olaf strode into the room with confident steps, as if dancing to the rhythm of a meaningful life. He stood beside Cathrina, side by side with the beauty reflected in the crystal ball before them. His gaze roamed over Cathrina's face, piercing the depths of her soul before he humbled himself with captivating tenderness. His voice, gentle as a breeze, slipped from his lips with finesse as he spoke,"Allow me, oh Cathrina, never did I imagine standing before a princess of the empire."Cathrina smiled in return, radiating warmth from the corner of her heart, "No burden at all, Rainard. Rise, in the light of our shared goodness."Rainard straightened up, gazing in awe at the crystal ball emitting magical charm before them. Alcantraz's firm steps approached, marking the beginning of the trial that would determine the fate of the two students."Now, let the first step measure their skills. One boy, one girl. Every student, new or old, must prove their worth. It is our duty to pro