I Became the Youngest Disciple of the Martial God

I’d heard that the Blessing Ceremony would be held at the hall I’d attended yesterday.

It was located a little ways from the main house, perfect for events like this.

Within was a grand stage where many seats had been prepared.

The main stage was visible from not just the first floor but also the second, third, and fourth floors; it was like a huge theater.

I heard the Imperial City has many buildings like this.

In any case, the lighting was overall darker than before, and the atmosphere felt quite different.

“Young heroes, please come this way.”

Someone who looked like a knight guided us personally.

I should note, the title of “young hero” wasn’t something that would change if one received a lot of blessings or became an adult. Being chosen as a “hero” of one of the Great Houses was something entirely different.