After the Kings' meeting, the construction of the academy began, and Dante received the news that when he turns thirteen, he'll go to the Royal Academy.
Initially unconcerned, Dante began to wonder about the Academy where he would study. His mother had put a lot of expectation on it, and he was curious.
Skyla, the chief maid, made a point never to disclose what really awaited him, but Dante decided to focus on his training.
Now, he was almost five years old, just a few days away from his birthday, and Valentina finally decided to start the training of little Dante.
Dante was excited. He often saw his mother do incredible things like flying and using her flames to burn things or do simple tasks.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Dante said, seeing his mother sitting with glasses on her face, reading some papers.
"Mom," Dante said as Valentina continued to whistle.
"You're incorrigible, aren't you? At least ease my mind by saying there are men in the guild too," Dante said playfully.
"Of course... men... they're just not in the personal squadron..." She replied... a bit suspiciously.
"Tsk," Dante bit his lip but continued the conversation.
"Is today the day my mana will awaken, Mom?" Dante said with an excited look.
"Yes, let's go," Valentina said, grabbing a coat from the chair and putting it on. A few seconds later, she took Dante by one of his hands and simply disappeared.