A city shrouded in thin mist gave the impression that heat had been wrapped up in the fog, unable to disperse. One in the afternoon was already considered the hottest part of the day, and going out in formal attire made it even more unbearable.
But this outfit was necessary. Even though the academic symposium welcomed members of the public, anyone improperly dressed would likely have trouble getting inside.
Shade was still wearing the outfit made by the tailor Miss Galina had sent when he played cards with the Duke. He encountered no obstacles when entering Delarion Royal Mechanical Academy. Curious, he looked over this institution of higher learning from the Steam Epoch, even pausing to admire the flowers planted in the beds.
Following several middle-aged gentlemen who were clearly also attending the symposium, he found the auditorium where it was being held by following the signs. There were even dedicated servants asking whether anyone needed to be shown the way.
The Academy auditorium was divided into different venues. Well-dressed gentlemen moved among them, exchanging opinions in a variety of accents throughout the corridors, or inviting like-minded people to attend a particular lecture together.
The academic atmosphere here was exceptionally strong. One only needed to look at everyone's demeanor to know that those gathered here this afternoon were all so-called cultured people.
"Would this count as praising myself?"
He thought this while standing before the notice board, looking for a suitable presentation to attend.
Judging by your education and knowledge, you are more than qualified to be called a cultured person.
This was probably one of the few times she had directly praised Shade.
For some unknown reason, the temperature inside the auditorium was much lower than outside. Shade even discovered that this academic event included an afternoon tea gathering.