Main World.
Summer, Konoha Year 24.
British Continent, New Capital.
Imperial Palace, Training Ground.
The summer sunlight fell on the bluestone slabs of the Training Ground, baking the ground scorching hot. A group of youths stood at its edge, dressed in the Empire's standard dark gray training uniforms, their backs straight and their eyes filled with nervousness and anticipation. They were graduates of the Empire's elementary school, summoned to the palace today because His Majesty reportedly wanted to meet them in person.
Ate stood in the middle of the crowd. He was not particularly tall, with a thin frame and skin darkened by the sun. His face was expressionless, but there was an indescribable calm in his eyes. His classmates were talking quietly, speculating about the reason for His Majesty's summons. Only he remained silent, his hands hanging naturally at his sides and his breathing steady.
"Quiet."
A palace guard walked to the front of the crowd, his voice ringing out.
"His Majesty approaches."
The youths immediately straightened and held their breath.
Toyotomi Yinglang approached from the other side of the Training Ground, his moon-white Kariginu gleaming softly in the sunlight. His steps were unhurried, a faint smile rested on his lips, and his gaze swept across the youths' faces. Yutian and several imperial officials followed behind him.
"Hello, students." Toyotomi Yinglang's voice was not loud, but every word was clear.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!" the youths answered in unison.
Toyotomi Yinglang nodded, his gaze falling on Ate in the crowd.
"Ate, step forward."
Ate froze for a moment, then walked out of the crowd and stood before Toyotomi Yinglang. His back was perfectly straight, and he looked ahead without averting his eyes.
"Ate, I hear you have a talent for speed." Toyotomi Yinglang's voice was calm.
Ate frowned slightly.
"Your