First Legendary Dragon: Starting With The Limitless System - Chapter 92

92: Entrance 92: Entrance Orion lazily stretched inside the carriage, “Mmm, that’s for the better.

I can’t wait to learn how to make affinity runes.” Edgar smiled and became silent as the carriage rolled forward through the streets of the Second Ring.

Orion leaned his elbow against the window, resting his chin on his palm.

The early morning sunlight illuminated the silent capital.

Outside, the streets gradually grew livelier.

Children played with their parents, while young adults, each dressed in their best attire, walked towards the grand path that led to Thunderhall Academy’s outer gate.

The towering walls of the Thunderpeak Royal Academy loomed in the distance, like a divine fortress watching over the capital.

From such a distance, it didn’t look like a simple academy.

Instead, it looked like a floating war fortress housing some of the most elite soldiers of the kingdom.

Orion’s black eyes scanned the crowd in boredom.

There were boys and girls with tightly clutched scrolls-probably commoners with how nervous they were behaving.

Then there were the nobles, some exuding arrogance, some pride, some indifference; only a scant few were nervous among them.

The funniest of them were the nobles who walked as if they owned the kingdom.

Carriages rolled past now and then, carrying high-ranking nobles or prodigies belonging to rich families.

A few students looked up enviously as Orion’s carriage passed.

One boy in particular caught Orion’s eye-a scrawny kid with oversized robes tripping over his own boots, yet still trying to keep pace with a group of students walking ahead.

Though they didn’t wait for him.

But Orion felt something different from him.

‘His affinity… it’s Tier 3?’ He tilted his head and thought in confusion.

He was feeling something off about the boy, but he couldn’t pinpoint it exactly.

All he could tell was that the boy was more talented than the students around him.

He shook his head and chuckled softly, “Everyone’s walking in with dreams in their eyes.

Some will rise.

Some will be stepped on.” Edgar glanced back from the opposite seat, his expression calm but thoughtful.

“That’s how it has always been, Young Master.

The Academy not only trains geniuses but also filters out those who can’t walk this path.” Orion tapped his fingers on the glass, his smile remaining unfaltering.

“How lovely.

It sure sounds like a nice place.” Lucan’s laugh echoed from the front seat, muffled through the carriage wall.

“Don’t let the talk scare you, Young Master!

Most people just fail quietly, pack their bags, and return to obscurity.

Only a few leave behind broken bones.” “That’s supposed to be comforting?” Orion said dryly.

Edgar smiled faintly, “You don’t have to worry too much, Young Master.

You can rise above the others with your sheer talent.

The academy won’t pose much of a problem for you.” “Maybe for me,” Orion muttered under his breath.

The carriage slowed slightly as it merged with the stream of people heading toward the outer plaza.

The academy’s outer gate stood like a silent butcher on the lookout for demons.

Orion gazed at the towering gates and curiously asked, “Hmm, how many demons have tried to enter the academy in the past?” Edgar stroked his short beard and thought for a bit, “Hmm, there have been quite a few instances before this gate was created.

The academy suffered heavy casualties.

But since the creation of this gate, nearly no such tragedy has occurred again.” Nodding his head, he looked toward the gate again.

They hadn’t even opened yet, yet a crowd was already forming outside.

Several guards stood near the gates in dark heavy armor, inspecting carriages and pedestrian tags.

“They’re excited,” Orion murmured, looking at the students’ faces.

Edgar smiled, “They should be.

It’s a new beginning-for all of you.” The carriage came to a full stop.

Lucan turned slightly and said with a slightly excited voice, “Hehe, let’s wait here.

In a while, the gate will open and then Young Master will have his badass entry.” Edgar chuckled and nodded his head, “Yes, that will be a fun sight to watch.

The orientation will start later anyway.” Orion smiled at their words, “Then we’ll just wait a while.” *** The square outside Thunderpeak Royal Academy was slowly transforming into a sea of excitement and tension.

Beneath the watchful gaze of the massive floating fortress that was the academy, the morning sun reflected off the polished stone plaza.

The entire area was carved with intricate runes that flickered faintly with dormant energy-clearly having been fortified by the academy.

Dozens of students stood scattered in groups, clad in everything from humble travel cloaks to ornate noble robes, whispering, chattering, boasting, or staring nervously at the towering gates.

Those gates, around ten meters tall, forged from stormsteel and etched with the crest of House Stormrend, stood sealed for now-like a divine barrier stopping a flood.

It was the Royal House that had helped the academy to build these gates.

And as compensation, they left their mark on it to remind everyone that the Royal House had control over the academy.

It was a little political move which most nobles easily saw through, but the general public wasn’t aware of the hidden hands at play everywhere.

Inside his own luxurious obsidian-black carriage, Orion leaned comfortably in his seat as he watched the crowd grow.

Despite the clatter of hooves and murmurs of excitement through the crowd, the inside of the carriage remained calm.

“Feels like I arrived at some festival,” Orion commented with amusement, chin resting on his hand.

Edgar chuckled, seated across from him.

“For many, it’s the peak of their lives.

To be admitted here is already a dream.

Whether they rise or fall inside, they’ve already seen more than most commoners ever will.” “Hmm…” Orion shifted slightly, his gaze drawn again to the boy he’d noticed earlier.

The one tripping over his own robes, still trailing behind the others.

Despite the occasional stumbles, the boy didn’t give up.

He kept pushing forward.

‘Well, let’s see how far he can go.’ Orion thought silently.

But the boy wasn’t important.

Not yet.

From the driver’s seat, Lucan tapped the roof of the carriage.

“Ah, they’re starting to move!

Looks like they’re opening the gates now.” Outside, with a heavy grinding hum, the enormous gates of Thunderpeak Academy began to part.

A low vibration rippled through the plaza as the academy’s mechanisms activated, letting out a deep, resonant thrumm that stirred the very air.

The gate exuded a radiant glow, making the entire crowd gasp in wonder.

However, Orion looked at the gate weirdly.

‘What a show-off.

Nothing like this happened the last time I came.’ One by one, the students began stepping forward, showing their admission badges to the armored guards at the front.

Most commoners clutched theirs nervously, holding them out with shaking hands.

The guards, clad in dark heavy armor and long blue cloaks, scanned each badge with an enchanted crystal, letting only those who passed through the glowing circle of runes embedded in the arch.

“Alright,” Lucan turned with a grin.

“Time for the showstopper to arrive.” “You really like to show off, huh?” Orion smilingly shook his head, but even he couldn’t hide the hint of excitement in his eyes.