Time slowly edged toward the end of January, and the snow along the streets of the Imperial City began to melt, as though someone had wiped away its makeup remover, gradually revealing its original appearance.
After lunch, Ron left the shop with Sylvie and headed to a private room reserved in advance at the magic club, where he was meeting the heads of the event departments from Imperial City Magic Academy and First Military Academy.
This year's jointly held spring martial exhibition between the two academies was about to begin.
All the preliminary preparations had been proceeding in an orderly fashion.
During this time, the two academies had acted as the military's vanguard, dealing with a large number of the Empire's malignant organizations, but that had not hindered the annual martial exhibition from being held.
As the Empire's highest-level educational institutions for mages and warriors respectively, the two academies had always been responsible for preparing the Empire's annual spring martial exhibition.
When the time came, participating teams from academies across the Empire would gather in the Imperial City and display their own brilliance before the people of the Empire.
Individuals or groups who performed outstandingly could also receive all kinds of rewards.
Even the academies behind them could obtain considerable benefits.
Of course, none of that had much to do with Ron.
The people from the magic academy and First Military Academy had arranged to meet Ron this time mainly to discuss event sponsorship.
Ron had previously signed contracts with both academies, which included clauses concerning his free sponsorship of various events.
After more than an hour of discussion, they settled on the quantities of Nether Orchids, Golden Red Chrysanthemums, and Scale Vines to be sponsored, as well as the free provision of medicinal scale leaves.
In addition, Ron would