"The winner, Asrant."

As the mentor's voice rang out loudly, the surrounding trainees cheered once again.

"Your leg strength is not enough, you may need to try more suitable movements for yourself, find a better point of exertion, otherwise you will be at a disadvantage in battle." Asrant put away his wooden sword and reached out to the trainee on the ground.

"Yes, thank you, senior. I will work hard to make up for it." The trainee on the ground nodded, not discouraged at all by the defeat.

After all, the knight in front of him was a genius knight who remained undefeated since entering the academy.

He was even personally taught by the headmaster.

"That's it for today." Asrant pulled him up, then said to the surrounding people, "I have some things to deal with, so today's practice will end here."

"Alright, goodbye, senior."

"Goodbye, senior~"

The trainees who didn't spar with Asrant sighed disappointedly but still politely greeted him.

The trainees left the training field one after another, many of them waving goodbye to Asrant with a satisfied heart.

Asrant smiled charmingly and nodded to them in return.

"It's amazing that he noticed my weakness right away. I better practice more."

"Me too, I thought my martial arts technique had no major problems, but it turns out that attacking the side would cause a complete collapse. Senior Asrant is really amazing."

"The senior is a perfect knight, he is so nice, handsome, and has the highest strength among all trainees. Ah, I heard that the senior can already stay as a mentor, but he refused."

"Why?"

"I heard that the senior came to be a knight only for the person he wants to serve. I wonder which noble will be able to get the senior's allegiance. It might be a noble lady."

"Really? The senior actually entered the academy for this reason?"

"..."

Many trainees were discussing Asrant's affairs. After all, during the three years in the academy, there were many stories about Asrant.

Everyone was guessing who would eventually take in this perfect knight. Many noble trainees received orders from their families to become friends with this perfect knight.

After all, no one was as special as Asrant, who became a Silver Knight at only 19 and was personally taught by the headmaster.

"The headmaster called you, did he? Is it because of next week's oath ceremony?" Mentor Mark walked over leisurely and patted Asrant on the shoulder, smiling,

Asrant smiled and nodded, "Yes, it should be about that. I still don't know much about many important things of the oath ceremony, the teacher might have called me for this reason."

"Go ahead." Mentor Mark waved his hand, "Let us see who you are fighting for, being able to make a perfect knight like you so devoted."

Asrant shyly smiled, "Please don't say that, there is no perfection. I just try to do better."

After that, he waved to Mentor Mark, "Then, sir, I'll take my leave now."

Watching Asrant leave, Mentor Mark shook his head helplessly.

Nobody knew better than him and the headmaster how hard Asrant worked. When others were resting, Asrant trained all night, honing his martial arts. When he went to the southern plains for the Beast Clan attack and defense battle, his name became famous, and the class he supported was probably the only one that didn't compete against the Warrior Academy.

It was said that Asrant's fame was also circulating in the Warrior Academy.

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"You're here? It seems that the students really like you."

"Yes, it's my honor."Asrant spoke to his mentor, who was standing with his back to him. When the mentor turned around, it turned out he was Asrant's chief examiner during his entrance examination.

"Teacher, am I summoned here because of the oath ceremony?" Asrant asked.

The headmaster nodded with a smile, "That's right, Asrant."

"Right now, this period might be the time that the nobles pay the most attention to," Asrant continued.

"After eight years of war, they finally calmed down, and now it's time for them to replenish their potential strength. As a perfect knight with an outstanding reputation, Asrant, you are the protagonist in their eyes."

"You overpraise me, teacher." Asrant shook his head, "I have long since chosen the person I want to serve loyally. I entered the academy for this reason."

"Only in this matter will I never waver."

The headmaster nodded in satisfaction, "That's good, Asrant. Remember, the most important quality of a knight is loyalty."

"Even if the person you serve is someone despised by everyone, you must maintain your original intention. To betray would be a disgrace and a denial of yourself as a knight."

"I will keep this in mind," Asrant bowed.

"Very well, Asrant. Keep in mind the words I have just told you. These rituals may be complicated, but they are indispensable. Honor is also one of the essential qualities of a knight."

"Yes."

Asrant looked intently at the headmaster, ready to listen to his teachings.

...

"That's all, have you remembered everything?" Long after the conversation, the headmaster asked Asrant.

Asrant nodded and bowed, "I have kept it in my heart, but it is quite complicated."

Hearing Asrant's words, the headmaster laughed heartily, "I was also like you when I first started, not used to all these rituals. However, these rituals will be used many times in the future, as they are one of the necessary qualities of a knight."

"If you don't want to disgrace the one you serve loyally, you must remember these."

Asrant listened and his expression became serious, "I will definitely not let this happen."

"I have high hopes for you, Asrant." The headmaster patted his shoulder and said with a gratified smile, "After all, you are my disciple."

"Yes." Hearing the headmaster's bragging, Asrant also smiled kindly.

After finishing speaking, the headmaster suddenly stopped, then exclaimed, "I knew I had forgotten something, it was this!"

"Huh?"

"Asrant, my proudest student." The headmaster approached with a mysterious look on his face.

Asrant looked at the headmaster with a puzzled face, not knowing what he was up to.

"Is there anything you want me to do, Headmaster?"

"Can you tell me who the person you want to serve loyally is? This question has been bothering all the teachers and me for a long time." The headmaster sighed and then looked sneakily at Asrant.

"..."

"Phew." Asrant let out a breath, smiling helplessly, "Since it has come to this, I will not hide it from you anymore."

Asrant's face became serious, and his eyes filled with admiration, "She is the person I swore to protect for my entire life."

"The person I wish to serve is the Fourth Princess, Princess Chloe."

...

The smile on the headmaster's face, which had brightened up upon hearing Asrant's secret, stilled, and he sighed deeply.

"Ah, Asrant, you should know what it means to be the princess's close guard, right?"

Asrant nodded, "It means I will have no connection to glory, and I will not have the opportunity to kill enemies and gain knighthood."

"What about you..." The headmaster hesitated for a moment, then sighed again.

"Well, you have always adhered to your beliefs. I am afraid no matter what I say, I cannot change your mind.""Yes, this belief and meaning have supported me until now," Asrant said solemnly with a nod.

    The dean smiled and shook his head, "I really don't know how you got involved with the princess, but it doesn't matter anymore."

    "Asrant, your abilities are more than enough to become a royal guard knight, but there is just one thing you lack," said the dean.

    Hearing the dean's words, Asrant asked in surprise, "What is it?"

    "The Feather of Glory," the dean answered with a smile.

    "Feather of Glory?"

    "Yes," the dean nodded, "If you serve the nobility, you don't need it, but if you serve the royal family, you need the Feather of Glory."

    "You must kill a monster of the same or higher level by yourself, obtain its feathers or down, which will then be crafted into the Feather of Glory and decorate your knight's helmet."

    The dean looked at Asrant and smiled, "I don't think this will be too much of an issue for you, so do your best, Asrant."

    "That's it for today, I have to prepare for the oath ceremony a week from now, and you're not the only one graduating." 

    Understanding the dean's intention to send him off, Asrant bowed slightly, "Yes, thank you for your guidance. I'll take my leave now."

    After the dean nodded in acknowledgment, Asrant left the dean's office.

    "Ah, a perfect knight indeed..."