Alan clutched his aching chest, no longer speaking with the bragging Ironback Centipede. Instead, he turned his head toward Velen.
"Velen, if we continue at full speed, we'll arrive at Celestia Academy early tomorrow morning. If we find a place to rest for the night, we should arrive by dusk tomorrow."
He had thoroughly studied the route and travel time, specifically explaining it to Velen, who had completely left such matters to him.
"Then let's go at full speed! The sooner we arrive at Celestia Academy, the better!"
Velen quickly made a decision. After all, resting on the arcane carpet, with the Ironback Centipede shielding them from wind and noise, was no different from staying at an inn.
Celestia Academy.
Inside the headmaster's office.
"Caitlin! You are the headmaster of Celestia Academy! How can you casually acknowledge someone else as your mentor? We do not approve!"
