Perhaps it was due to his great anticipation, but Roland's eyes snapped open the next morning when the sky was just beginning to lighten.
He got out of bed, washed up, and prepared breakfast.
His gaze swept over his steadily improving Culinary Skill, and he nodded slightly.
After putting away the leftover food and writing a note, he pushed open the door and set off for the Knight Academy.
The light of dawn was faint; the sun had not yet fully risen.
A sea breeze blew against him, carrying a damp, cold, and salty air.
But Roland's heart burned with anticipation for the Knight's Breathing Technique he was about to obtain.
Perhaps because Derek had put in a word for him beforehand, the guard did not stop Roland after he gave his name. In fact, a guard was assigned to personally lead him to the building where Nelson worked.
After quietly thanking the guard, Roland took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
