- Lua Saint-Luna! - the school's founder introduced herself in response, extending a palm for a handshake to the potential student. - To begin with, tell me about your previous experience with the Baldr school.

The Knight shakes the teacher's hand with great pleasure, and with her usual precision, involuntarily noting to herself which stats this warrior and philosopher (?) had leveled up.

-- Allow me to note that you have an interesting family name, -- it seems that the veneration of Arseidia among Lua's ancestors was not absent; this is the first time Erephir has encountered such a clear sign.

-- Regarding previous experience... I am not sure how much detail you require, but I assume the more the better? After all, if you agree to teach me, you might need every scrap of information. If I have misunderstood something, please stop me.

Ensuring she was being listened to, the nozenrot continued.

-- My previous experience is connected to practically this very place; here, in the center of Margel, was the Imperial Archive, and within it — information about the Baldr schools along with the entire backstory. Having just begun to acquaint myself with these records, I realized that my heart lay with this unusual family, with the orphaned children who learn to be warriors for the sake of the future that awaits them. Most of all, from the first pages, Calentia made an impression on me. A serious, intelligent, purposeful warrior, she defined a strict moral compass for herself from the very beginning, which, I believe, she followed to the end. She constantly thought of the well-being of the people around her, especially the other children. At the same time, she strove to fulfill military objectives. It also seemed to me that this person was the strictest follower among all of their common benefactor, Baron Gungnir, inheriting his martial prowess, his faith in Arteria, and even some doubts of the soul, which, however, never shackled any of them.

-- In my view, they both were what I am accustomed to seeing as metal. In the source, it is called something else, "matter," but I hope that my small substitution through the prism of my own experience is permissible in this case, for as a blacksmith and a knight, I have been accustomed to studying metal since childhood. Yes, strictly speaking, I am interested in various matter, but the denser it is, the better; and steel, copper, silver, gold... have always been the objects of my closest attention. I forged them, melted them, dressed in them, used them for war and peace... but more often for war. And they always reciprocated with love; through them I achieved many victories, and even in defeats they saved me, absorbing the blow. Later, I began to study mechanics to understand the same things even more deeply, and I learned; I honestly earned my watchmaker's certificate.

-- When I felt a kindred spirit there, in the books, through whom I could better learn the element native to me, I did not hesitate: I see the goal, I see no obstacles. Thus passed my first week of study, a wonderful first week full of emotions.

-- Then a dragon flew in and destroyed our precious books, and took many lives with it... But metal is a resilient matter, and the force of action in such cases is equal to the force of reaction. I learned this from my master in the smithy almost immediately, when my childhood hands ached from the recoil of the hammer against the workpiece. Thus, my squad and I (you already know two people from there, Beata and Gillon) gathered to kill the dragon—not out of revenge, no, but by the law of causality. Yes, the Universe had already determined that this creature, having crossed the line, must die for the evil it caused; for this, the creation merely needed hands to do it. We prepared, we prepared wisely, for metal is an element that utilizes many physical principles at once, cladding itself in layers of different strength, undergoing tempering, using a special form... And during our preparation, everyone was kind to us and helped willingly; if we had obstacles, we overcame them with the indestructibility of our intentions, for sometimes a sword must pass through resistance in order to strike. And in the end, we won, and we won loudly.

-- Why am I telling you this? It seems very providential to me that now, on the day our victory was announced, here, in this very place where everything began, I have met you, and if everything goes according to my aspirations, then now a step will be taken toward a new, but far from the last, stage of this path, which I tie into a single whole, for much points to this connection. I came here prepared, having accumulated as many red stars as possible, because who knows, maybe it is not as simple to study as I was told? Preparation is part of victory. In any case, -- a nod of the head. -- I hope I have not weary you and now you see my level, the reasons for my choice, and my determination. And I ask you to take me as your student.

After this, he goes to Baldr, where he crosses paths with Erephir.

- Hmm... I've seen you somewhere before, - he says to her, - well, no matter, Pion Sinarz, perhaps I will be glad to make your acquaintance - that depends on you.

-- Erephir Linel Darwening, very pleased, -- perhaps Sonata's student managed to catch part of the spoken speech, who knows. It looks like they will be studying together?