Chapter 97 - Capital

Joan can't help but sit beside Isaias. As his curiosity was left unquenched with how vast the Capital was. Just as what his eyes observed from his seat, he can't help but be mesmerised by the number of people he can see. It was the greatest number that he has seen so far after transmigrating.

Many buildings were made of bricks and there were also made of wood that they passed by. To his surprise, he can see armed men but they didn't seem to be guards. He asked Isaias about them but he just reacted with a laugh.

"Hahaha! That Joan are adventurers! You haven't met one in the past?" Isaias asked.

"Adventurers? Here too? Nope, I haven't met one ever since. But there are in my past life, I didn't think that there are also some in here," Joan said to him.

"You want to register as an adventurer?" Isaias said to him..

"Nah, maybe after your business on the Order of Prophets. We are in a hurry right now. If I become an adventurer, I would be stuck up at the bottom as I will prioritise my mana cultivation and stat cultivation. Also, the mastery of my skills that needs polishing. I can't travel the whole day wasting time on a meagre quest. At least, hunting monsters give essences though and you get rewarded with money. Still, maybe I will register. It has benefits and is not bad to try registering at least. My goal was to know my stats at the very least." Joan explained.

"Being an adventurer will give you a free pass on gates and the inspections will be much more fluid. It doesn't expire and was permanent." Isaias said to him.

"Well, maybe I will register then. But priorities first, we have to stop the Demon Lords. No dillydallying now while doing adventurer quests, can we?" Joan explained.

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Isaias said to him.

They tarried on the way and arrived at the headquarters. To Joan's surprise, it was situated inside the school itself.

"Wow! This is the academy? The gate is so big!" Joan exclaimed.

"Welcome to the Academy Joan! It is called The Glory Academy. The Academy of All Job Class," Isaias said to him.

Upon the guards saw the two, they immediately opened the gate. They were on the back gate of the school and they entered the metallic gate. Their carriage entered the school premises and many students were inside it. The school was vast with many buildings for the rooms being situated. The students there were his seniors if he plans to be a student in this school. Something he etched in his mind at the moment.

They exited the carriage after parking it just outside the guardhouse. A guard went on their way and he greeted them.

"Greetings Prophet Isaias! I am glad that you came! And who is that kid beside you? Is he a future student?" The guard asked.

Joan can only smile while scratching his head.

"Ah yes, he will attend the academy in the next school year. We will head to headquarters now. Please take care of Priscilla for me," Isaias said to him.

"Ah yes Prophet Isaias, um who?" He asked.

"Priscilla, the horse," Isaias explained.

"Ah, sorry for my rudeness! I will take good care of her!" He said to them.

"Good! Now, Joan, we head to the headquarters. Stay close to me," Isaias said to him.

"Ah yes," Joan said to him. Following him like a tail.

They went to pass by many students on their way and they were bowing and greeting Isaias. Even though Isaias was greeted left and right, they were staring at Joan with a disdainful look.

"Tsk, leecher." Said one of them.

Joan can only smile while he wanted to spank such a rude kid. Others were also saying opportunist and others were a gold digger, some were talking on his back that he was a social climber.

"Seriously? Is a Prophet a big deal for them?" Joan can only say it out loud in utter annoyance.

"Ah, hahaha. Don't mind them. They were just being jealous of you being close to a prophet. And also your identity as a child of prophecy is not a joke. You are the bringer of light to this world, the one tasked to uproot the evil seeds planted to the plain. Do you think we prophets hold a candle to you? Also, don't tell anybody. You will never know who is your enemy in this school. Many were hiding their identities as cultists while being in this academy," Isaias said to him while Joan was following his back.

"Ah sure, will keep it on my mind," Joan said to him.

It was then they saw the headquarters that the Order of Prophets situated. It was rather a tall building. A three-storey building but in a shape of a cylinder. They saw guards were in full plated heavy armours. They looked like they were Paladins. Armed with shields and swords in their waist while having huge mallets on their hands.

"Prophet Isaias! Prophet Isaias is coming! Open the gate!" They shouted. Hastily opening the gate for them to enter.

Joan tailed him too and gets closer to Isaias but he was blocked by one of the Paladins.

"I'm sorry kid, only Prophets are allowed to enter." He said to him.

"He is with me. My adopted child," Isaias explained while he winked at them.

They were left with utter shock.

"You have a child now, Prophet Isaias? Damn kid, you are a lucky one!" The guard said to Joan.

"Prophets are higher in positions compared to the heroes that sealed the Demon Lords. So you are considered a son of higher than heroes. You should be proud kid, I will let them know that you are his adopted child." He said.

'So that explains why Prophets are bigshots here. I am a hero myself in my past and trained many kids that became heroes. Seriously? I have to leech to this guy here to have a higher standing?' Joan asked himself.