He wrote his choice on a page. Before long, the pages rose into the air again and returned to the black-clad man.
He held his fingers above the book. The pages flipped rapidly, then the book closed.
"Very good. This time, none of your choices overlap, so we can skip the coordination."
"I'll prepare letters of introduction for each of you later. Once you arrive at your assigned locations, give your letter to the local Woodland Association. They'll tell you what to do next and make the arrangements."
Then he dismissed everyone and left with the thick book.
Of the nineteen students in the hall, some went straight back to their rooms to rest, while others stayed to talk with people they knew. Sylutia saw Adqin chatting with several students dressed like nobles nearby. On the other side, Florella walked over to her.
"Tia, which location did you choose? I'm going to Forest Spring Orchard. It's home to the Woodland's only Elf organization, the Corolla Lily."
"I chose Golden Radiance Plain. I heard there are a lot of people there," Sylutia replied.
"Golden Radiance Plain? I'll remember that. I'll write to you when I get the chance," Florella said with a nod.
"I will, too." The two moved aside and talked about their hopes and plans for the future.
Perhaps he had heard Sylutia mention Golden Radiance Plain. A young man in a loose linen shirt, with a long blade slung over his shoulder, came over.
"You're going to Golden Radiance Plain, right?" He had unruly, shoulder-length black hair, though at least it wasn't dirty.
"Yes. May I ask who you are?" Sylutia didn't recognize the student.
"My name's Agren. Third floor, room eleven." He drew the key hanging at his waist and spun it between his fingers before stopping