MasukThe moment the Headmaster's office fell silent, the mysterious man slowly withdrew his hand from the black crystal floating before him. The image of Noctis Academy dissolved into countless fragments of light before disappearing completely, leaving only the dim glow of ancient runes carved into the walls of the underground chamber. Behind him, the Void Alpha remained kneeling, its enormous body covered in wounds that had yet to heal. "Should we retrieve her now?" it asked in a rough voice. The man remained quiet for several seconds before shaking his head. "No. The Crown Dormitory is the safest place in the academy. Ironically, it is also where fate will move the fastest." He turned slightly toward the creature, though his face remained hidden beneath the hood. "The Crown has accepted its fifth piece. Let them believe they are protecting her. Every move they make only brings the prophecy closer to awakening." Without another word, he disappeared into the darkness, leaving the Void Alpha alone in the silent chamber.
Meanwhile, back at the academy, a young maid dressed in the silver-and-white uniform of the Crown Dormitory politely guided me through the enormous mansion. Every hallway looked more luxurious than the last. Crystal chandeliers reflected warm golden light across polished marble floors, while portraits of former Crown Kings lined the walls, each carrying an imposing presence that made me instinctively lower my gaze whenever I passed one. I couldn't help comparing it to the small stone cottage where Aunt Mira and I had lived. There, every piece of furniture had a story behind it, every crack in the walls reminded us of another harsh winter we had survived together. This place, however, looked untouched by hardship, as though life itself had never dared disturb its elegance. The maid finally stopped before a pair of large oak doors decorated with silver vines. "Lady Aurelia, this will be your room. If you require anything, simply ring the bell beside your bed. The Crown Dormitory staff is available at all times." She bowed gracefully before quietly excusing herself, leaving me standing alone. I slowly pushed the door open, unsure what to expect, and froze almost immediately. The room was larger than Aunt Mira's entire house. A wide window overlooked the academy gardens, where countless glowing flowers bloomed beneath the afternoon sun. A bookshelf filled with introductory textbooks, historical records, and magical research journals occupied one side of the room, while a neatly made bed rested beneath elegant blue curtains embroidered with silver thread. Even the wardrobe looked expensive enough to buy several houses back home. For several moments, I simply stood there in silence before letting out a quiet laugh. "I suppose this is home now." Setting my luggage beside the bed, I began unpacking. One by one, I folded my clothes and arranged them neatly inside the wardrobe before placing my favorite books on the shelf. Finally, I carefully removed a small wooden picture frame from the bottom of my suitcase. It held the only photograph I had of Aunt Mira and me, taken years ago during the Harvest Festival. I gently wiped away an invisible speck of dust before placing it on the bedside table. Looking at her smiling face somehow made the unfamiliar room feel a little less lonely. As I finished arranging the last of my belongings, a thought suddenly crossed my mind. "System," I called softly, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "Earlier you mentioned Crown Synchronization. What exactly is my current level?" A familiar blue screen immediately materialized before my eyes. 【CROWN SYNCHRONIZATION】 Lucian Frostheart — 5% Kael Ignis — 5% Azriel Noctis — 5% Orion Solis — 5% Average Synchronization: 5% Current Relationship Status: Strangers Next Milestone Reward: 10% Synchronization I blinked several times before reading the numbers again. "Only five percent?" The screen shimmered once before another line appeared beneath it. Every destined connection begins at 5%. Synchronization increases through trust, shared experiences, emotional bonds, and mutual understanding. I frowned thoughtfully. "So... you're telling me I need to become friends with the Crown Kings?" The system remained silent for a brief moment before finally answering. Friendship is the recommended method. The wording immediately made me suspicious. "Recommended?" I repeated slowly. "Meaning... there are other methods?" As expected, no response came. I crossed my arms and sighed. "You're definitely hiding something." The blue screen quietly disappeared as though pretending it hadn't heard my question. Not long afterward, a loud rumble echoed through the room. I lowered my head to look at my stomach before smiling helplessly. "I guess unpacking worked up an appetite." Glancing outside, I noticed the afternoon was beginning to fade. Rather than bothering anyone, I decided I'd simply head into town and buy a few ingredients. Cooking for myself had become a habit after living with Aunt Mira for so many years, and I doubted that would change just because I was staying in a luxurious dormitory. Locking my room behind me, I quietly made my way downstairs. The spacious living room was surprisingly peaceful. Sunlight poured through tall windows, bathing the furniture in a warm golden glow. Orion sat comfortably on one of the sofas with a book resting on his lap and a cup of tea in his hand, while Kael lay stretched across another sofa with one leg hanging over the armrest as he lazily flipped through a comic book. They looked so relaxed that I almost turned around, not wanting to interrupt. Unfortunately, Kael noticed me first. "Well, look who finally decided to come downstairs," he said with a grin, snapping his book shut. Orion looked up from his reading and smiled warmly. "Good afternoon, Aurelia. Have you settled into your room?" I nodded with a small smile. "Yes. Thank you. It's... much nicer than I expected." Kael laughed. "That's the polite version. The honest version is probably, 'Why is my bedroom bigger than my old house?'" My cheeks warmed slightly because that was embarrassingly accurate. Orion chuckled softly. "He's not wrong." "I'll be back in a little while," I said, heading toward the entrance. Orion tilted his head curiously. "Going somewhere?" "I was thinking of buying something to eat." Both boys stared at me for a second before Orion looked genuinely confused. "Buying food?" I nodded. "I'm a little hungry." "Aurelia," he said gently, "you know there are chefs living here, don't you?" I stopped mid-step. "There are?" Kael looked equally surprised. "Wait... nobody told her?" Orion sighed with an amused smile. "The Crown Dormitory has its own kitchen and full-time chefs. If you're hungry, you only need to ask." Embarrassment quickly spread across my face. "I... didn't know." After a brief pause, I rubbed the back of my neck awkwardly. "Honestly... I'm not really used to asking other people to cook for me. Aunt Mira and I always prepared our own meals. I suppose I'm just more comfortable doing it myself." Rather than laughing, Orion's expression softened with understanding. "That makes sense." He closed his book before standing. "If you'd rather cook, the kitchen is always available. You don't need anyone's permission." Relief immediately spread across my face. "Really?" "Of course." Before I could thank him, he continued, "Although, if you're planning to cook, you'll probably need ingredients. I was about to head into town anyway. If you don't mind the company, I can show you around the academy market." Before I could answer, Kael suddenly jumped off the sofa. "Perfect! I'll come too." Orion looked at him with complete seriousness. "No." Kael blinked. "Why not?" "Because last time you went shopping, you somehow came back with a baby wyvern." Kael folded his arms. "It followed me home." "You challenged its mother to a race." "She accepted." "She was trying to eat you." "Details." I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Kael pointed triumphantly toward Orion. "See? I made her laugh." Orion sighed dramatically. "Unfortunately, you did." The academy market was far livelier than I had imagined. Students from every race wandered through colorful streets lined with magical shops and lively stalls. Beastkin merchants proudly displayed baskets overflowing with glowing fruits, dwarven craftsmen argued cheerfully while forging enchanted cookware, and elven florists sold blossoms that gently floated above their tables instead of sitting in vases. Everything felt alive, vibrant, and wonderfully unfamiliar. I found myself slowing my pace simply to admire the scenery. Orion noticed my curiosity and smiled. "It's overwhelming the first time." "A little," I admitted. "But it's beautiful." They accompanied me from stall to stall as I selected vegetables, herbs, eggs, fresh bread, and a few pieces of meat. Orion reached for the first basket of apples he saw, but I stopped him with a laugh. "Not those." He looked confused. "Why?" "They're overpriced." "You can tell just by looking?" "Of course." I walked to the neighboring stall where the apples looked almost identical but cost nearly half as much. Orion blinked in surprise while Kael burst into laughter. "Based on your reaction just now, I guess you have been duped on many without even realizing it." Orion smiled sheepishly. "I suppose I never really paid attention to prices." "I noticed," I teased. "Don't worry." I held up the basket with a smile. "I'll teach you how to shop properly."She woke up slowly, which was somehow worse than waking up all at once. Her head throbbed in a dull, steady rhythm, and for a long moment she couldn't remember why she was lying on something cold and hard instead of her own bed. Then it came back in pieces. The ruin. The lanterns. The cloth pressed over her mouth. She forced her eyes open. The room was small, stone walls on every side, no windows that she could see. A single lantern burned somewhere out of her direct line of sight, throwing enough light to make out shapes but not enough to see clearly. She tried to sit up and immediately discovered her wrists were bound in front of her, wrapped in something that hummed faintly against her skin, cold in a way normal rope never was. Mana-suppressing cuffs. She'd read about them once, in passing, during a lecture she'd barely paid attention to. She hadn't expected to ever actually wear a pair. "You're awake." The voice came from a corner of the room she hadn't looked at yet, and s
The first clue was the smell, Lucian noticed it almost as soon as the chaos in the courtyard started to thin out, once the last of the hellhounds had either been cut down or driven back through the breach. Underneath the smoke and the burnt mana, there was something else clinging to the scorched patch of dirt where Auriel had last been standing. Something faintly sweet, almost floral, completely out of place against the sulfur stink of everything else. He knelt beside the mark for a long moment, close enough that some of the healers glanced over at him with concern, and forced himself to actually think instead of just reacting. He'd smelled that exact scent once before, years ago, in a lecture hall during a unit on tracking magic he'd barely paid attention to at the time. A binding agent used to stabilize short range portals. Rare. Expensive. Not something a wild creature carried on it naturally. Somebody had built that barghest a door, and set it loose specifically to walk through
The infirmary was packed by the time the sun came up. Cots lined every open space along the walls, most of them filled, healers moving between them so fast their robes barely settled before they were off to the next patient. The air smelled like burnt mana and crushed herbs, sharp enough that it stung the back of the throat. Somewhere near the entrance, a first year was crying, more from shock than pain, while an older student tried to calm her down with a hand on her shoulder and no real words that helped.Kael sat on the edge of one of the cots, letting a healer wrap a bandage around his forearm, his jaw tight in a way that had nothing to do with the pain."You're lucky," the healer muttered, tying off the bandage. "Another inch and that would've hit the tendon.""Yeah," Kael said. "Lucky."He didn't sound like he believed it.Across the room, Orion stood near the doorway with his arms crossed, watching the chaos with the same still, calculating expression he wore whenever something
The ward cracked open with a sound like ice breaking under too much weight, and then everything happened at once. They came through the gap in a pack of hellhounds, unmistakably, though nothing like the storybook version Auriel had grown up hearing about. These were bigger, leaner, their black hides steaming faintly in the cold night air, eyes burning a dull orange where a normal dog's would catch the light. She'd read about them in passing during one of Professor Aldren's lectures — creatures bound to old battlefields, drawn to concentrations of mana and blood. She'd never expected to actually see one, let alone a dozen crossing the training field at once. "Stay close," Lucian said, already moving, positioning himself half a step ahead of her as the first wave broke past the collapsing barrier line. She stayed close. For a while, it actually worked. They fought back to back through the first stretch of chaos, and there was something almost steadying about it. his blade catching
Light swallowed everything. For a single heartbeat, the world vanished beneath a blinding white brilliance, and Auriel threw an arm over her face on instinct, squeezing her eyes shut against the searing glare. When the light finally began to recede—bleeding from pure white into a deep, pulsing gold—she slowly lowered her arm to find the courtyard had descended into chaos.Professors shouted commands over one another. Students stumbled backward behind hastily erected barriers of shimmering blue mana, their frightened whispers swallowed by the growing uproar. At the center of it all, the towering doors of the Hall of Arms stood wide open, pouring streams of golden radiance across the stone steps like liquid sunlight."Stay behind me." Lucian was already moving, placing himself between her and the hall, one hand outstretched slightly, as though he intended to physically stop her if she tried to go any farther."What's happening?" Auriel asked, barely able to hear her own voice over the n
For a moment, neither of them moved.Orion's expression had already smoothed itself back into something composed, something almost convincingly normal, but Auriel had seen it—that flicker of raw emotion before he'd caught himself, dark and sharp enough to leave an impression even after it vanished. Whatever had been in that letter, it wasn't nothing."Sorry," she said carefully, still standing in the doorway. "I didn't mean to interrupt. I just saw the light on.""You're not interrupting," Orion said, his voice even, though his hand drifted briefly to his pocket, as if to confirm the letter was still safely out of sight. "I was just finishing up some correspondence."She wanted to ask. The question sat right there at the front of her mind—*what was that letter, and why did it make you look like that*—but something about the careful blankness he'd wrapped around himself told her pushing wouldn't get her anywhere. Not tonight, at least."Long day," she offered instead, stepping back fro







