Back in the city, Aurianna walked forward, fully aware of the strange, fearful stares directed at her.
People instinctively moved aside, parting the way as they recognized her.
"It's Princess Aurianna Vanluad. I thought she vanished after becoming a Saintess," someone whispered.
"I heard she wiped out an entire country on her own. What a demon," another muttered, their voice laced with unease.
Aurianna paid them no mind. Whispers followed her everywhere, but they no longer mattered.
She arrived at the registration desk, her expression unreadable.
"I came to apply as a candidate for the Mystical Academy," she stated calmly.
The attendants stiffened, feeling uneasy under the weight of her dead, icy blue eyes.
"Y-Yes, of course!" one worker stammered, scrambling to process her request. In mere minutes, a card was placed in her hand.
"Please enter that building to proceed," the worker instructed.
