"I chose the Celestial Light Mountain. I hope you guys won't object," Kent announced to his wives, his tone calm yet firm.
The words spread through the quiet stone house like ripples in a pond.
Amelia and Sony exchanged a glance, their eyes thoughtful. Sony was the first to respond, her face glowing with a mixture of relief and curiosity. "Celestial Light Mountain… I heard it's the place where disciples train in divine light, purification, sacred arts, and righteous combat. The largest number of disciples gather there. It's considered one of the most prestigious mountains. With your strength, it fits."
Amelia nodded but added, "It's also the most competitive. The disciples there are prideful and think they represent the face of the Academy. They won't easily accept an outsider—even if you are the Golden Heir."
Kent smiled faintly. "If they can't accept me, that is their problem. I am not here for their approval." His voice carried a calm dominance that silenced the sisters.
