The Mandate of Heaven

by kaoart

The Avatar stood on a tall hill, looking at the gate of Ba Sing Se slowly being opened. Armies poured out of the gap, with endless soldiers and steeds readied to march upon the corpse of a fractured realm. If a divided Earth Kingdom must bleed to rectify the mistakes of a nation torn asunder, so be it.

30. Sage and Nitwit

The serene sound of the long, serpentine carts gliding across the seemingly infinite monorail tracks created a tranquil ambiance. The metal vehicle had been traversing the expansive agrarian zone for hours, yet the towering inner walls of Ba Sing Se remains a distant aspiration.

While the city's farmers relied on this mode of transportation daily, the majority of the seats are occupied by destitute refugees from the broader Earth Kingdom. The eclectic mix of their attire is striking. Although green is the dominant hue, subtle variations of yellow and brown intermingled within the crowd.

Satchiko's gaze was irresistibly drawn to a mother tenderly cradling her wailing infant. The distressed child refused to be consoled, his cries echoing through the carriage. She ached to alleviate the suffering of these displaced people, but what could she truly offer? As a mere warrior, she found herself sharing the journey by mere happenstance. For a fleeting moment, the limitations of her combative skills became painfully clear, as there is only so much one could achieve with a metal fan.

She diverted her eyes from sorrowful expressions, reminding herself that their plight should not be viewed solely through a lens of despair. These individuals sought refuge from the chaos beyond and harbored hopes of rebuilding their lives within the sanctuary of Ba Sing Se. Having been denied such opportunities in lands ravaged by strife and discord, their mere survival is an accomplishment worthy of celebration. This is a fortune that many others had not been granted.

A few minutes passed, and a hushed silence enveloped the entire train. The baby had finally fallen asleep, and everyone savored the fleeting tranquility. The only remaining sound is the mechanical hum of the peculiar metal carriage with its interconnected carts, an engineering marvel that Satchiko does not fully comprehend.

Her eyes wandered to the window, taking in the scenery outside. It is unchanged, still just an endless expanse of rice fields and farmlands. She marveled at the vast number of crops, enough to feed her people for an eternity.

Yet, despite the initial amazement, a deep-seated boredom gnawed at her. She decided to rest her eyes, hoping to fast-forward through the monotony of the journey.

Just then, a gentle nudge on her elbow demanded her attention.

"Sister, look!" Mayumi directed Satchiko's attention to some stone structures outside. The younger sister rubbed her eyes, striving for a clearer view. Amidst the endless sea of rice fields stood a cluster of large, circular buildings made entirely of earth. Each resembled a small fortress, crowned with dark clay roof tiles. Countless small windows peppered the external walls, and farmers bustled in and out through individual entrances. These structures are reminiscent of the ones that had sheltered them the previous day, yet they are much larger and more imposing.

"How many people do you think those giant houses can accommodate?" Satchiko asked her more knowledgeable sister. Since Mayumi had read many of Hakaru's books and journals, she likely had some explanations. However, it is obvious that their father had never personally set foot inside Ba Sing Se.

"At least a thousand."

The answer didn't come from Mayumi, but from a girl adorned with a striking silver headdress. More accurately, it is like a helmet, crafted entirely from precious metal. The sisters were immediately astounded by the craftsmanship, rendered speechless by the intricate work of art that defied mere words. It was simply too sophisticated to be confined to regular speech.

"Why would people build something like this when there are giant walls all around the city?" Satchiko asked the stranger, trying not to be too mesmerized by the silver headdress. "It feels so unnecessary."

The stranger cast a sympathetic glance at the refugees around them. With a quiet voice, she explained the purpose behind those large circular structures that resembles miniature fortresses. "When the Fire Nation attacked, the original builders of those round buildings fled from the west to escape the war. Like unwelcome guests, they clashed with the locals. So, they built those large houses. Nowadays, the original builders are long gone, and the structures now serve as simple living quarters, nothing too extravagant."

"Fascinating," Mayumi remarked, gesturing for the stranger to join them.

While these circular earthen houses paled in comparison to the colossal walls of Ba Sing Se, Satchiko cannot ignore that even the smallest of them are much larger than most structures on Kyoshi Island. One of these stone constructs could easily accommodate her entire village. She stared at them quietly, both impressed and terrified of the architectural prowess of mainland Earthbenders.

"By the way, who might you be?" Satchiko inquired the stranger. "And your attire, it's... black?"

The dark-hued tunic is undeniably sophisticated, yet the color is an unusual choice. Most inhabitants of the Earth Kingdom wore garments in varying shades of green, brown, and yellow. Of course, a continent as vast as this one would naturally give rise to diverse fashion choices, especially amongst the ethnic minorities. In the case of Kyoshi Island, blue is predominantly favored.

"I am Npauj Npaim from Txiv Yawg Village, east of the Earth Kingdom," the stranger introduced herself. Despite technically originate from the same nation, her accent carried an almost foreign quality to the ears of the Kyoshi warriors. Even her name proved challenging for the two islanders to pronounce. "And you? I've never encountered people dressed in such peculiar clothing, are those armor?"

"My name is Mayumi, and this is my sister, Satchiko," the elder Kyoshi Warrior responded. "We hail from Kyoshi Island, which is near the southern coasts."

"You two are sisters?"

Satchiko perceived a hint of disbelief in Npauj Npaim's tone. This is not an uncommon reaction. Despite their similar facial features, there is a distinctive aspect that set them apart, a detail aside from their height and hair length.

"The eye colors, they are different," Npauj Npaim observed, glancing back and forth between the two.

"Our father hails from the mainland," Mayumi explained with a touch of humor. "My sister inherited his green eye color, though unfortunately, she didn't inherit his intellect." Her mild jest elicited a slight frown from Satchiko, though in such a serene setting, the opportunity for lighthearted banter is a welcome reprieve, especially considering the recent peril they had faced. "As for me, my blue eyes are said to be a trait passed down from my great-grandmother."

Mayumi then turned her attention to Npauj Npaim's headwear. The exquisite craftsmanship of the piece was simply too captivating to ignore.

"Is this made of silver?" Mayumi inquired with a note of reverence.

"Indeed," Npauj Npaim replied, carefully removing the metal headpiece and offering it to Mayumi. "Every girl in my village possesses one. We use them for dancing and singing during festivals."

Satchiko struggled to mask her astonishment. A silver headdress of such magnificence would undoubtedly be expensive. To provide one for every woman in a village is a remarkable achievement. By contrast, the golden headdresses of her own people are reserved solely for the Kyoshi Warriors who have demonstrated their mastery, and not every woman chose to take up arms and fight.

Mayumi's eyes lingered on the headdress, marveling at the intricate craftsmanship and appreciating the detailed designs. Though she is not a blacksmith herself, she possessed some knowledge of metalwork. "Your village must have exceptional silversmiths," she remarked admiringly. "The labor and dedication required to create such elaborate headwear must be immense."

"Thank you," Npauj Npaim responded as Mayumi handed back the silver headdress. "Your golden headdress is equally impressive! What is its purpose?"

"Oh, this?" Mayumi said, focusing on her golden headpiece with a sense of pride. "This headdress is worn by members of our people who have demonstrated their prowess as capable warriors. Each family has its unique design, and it can only be worn once we have achieved acceptable level of skill in our training. It's useful too, allowing us to distinguish one sister from another."

Npauj Npaim's curiosity was piqued. "And where is your sister's headdress?" she asked, noting the absence of any golden ornament on Satchiko. The younger sibling wore only a simple training headband on the forehead, plain and unadorned.

Satchiko maintained a neutral expression, a face betraying neither joy nor sadness, but rather a deliberate attempt to conceal her true feelings. "I left it at home," she replied succinctly.

The golden headdress was an emblem of aspiration for Satchiko during her days as a young trainee. Eager to demonstrate her skills and prowess, she had relentlessly challenged her peers in sparring matches, emerging victorious in most. She had watched with envious admiration as the older Kyoshi warriors donned their golden ornaments, believing that it is her destiny to wear one with pride.

Yet now, that fervor had waned. The standards she had set for herself had become more demanding, requiring greater renown to justify the honor of a golden headdress.

"So, are you two also heading to Ba Sing Se University?" Npauj Npaim surmised, noting the relatively well-kept appearance of the sisters. Clearly, anyone with a reasonable social standing would be a prime candidate for such an institution, and the Kyoshi Warriors hardly seemed like refugees fleeing from the turmoil outside.

Mayumi offered a slight correction. "It is only my sister who will be studying there. I am merely accompanying her, ensuring that she stays out of trouble."

Satchiko bestowed a genuine smile upon her older sister. She felt that Mayumi had not received the recognition she deserved. The perils and challenges they had faced would have been far more daunting without someone she could trust implicitly. In a sense, she had taken Mayumi's protective presence for granted. Should an opportunity arise, she vows to repay such kindness. Perhaps a treasured gift would serve as a token of appreciation, a gesture to honor their unbreakable sisterhood.

Satchiko then turned her gaze to Npauj Npaim. "Are you also going to the university?"

Npauj Npaim nodded and produced a letter from Master Xuan Zang. The parchment was addressed to the chief of Txiv Yawg Village, extending an invitation for his granddaughter to study at Ba Sing Se.

Satchiko reflected on this revelation. It is possible that other students, like herself, are also connected to individuals of prominence. However, this thought seemed insignificant compared to the immediate surroundings.

"Oh, look," Npauj Npaim said, pointing out the window. "We have arrived."

The view of the inner wall came into sight on the horizon. Moments later, the train plunged into a deep, dark tunnel, obscuring their vision entirely.

Unaccustomed to the abrupt change, Satchiko's hands instinctively gripped Mayumi's left arm for reassurance. The darkness had descended so suddenly, it felt almost childish to be unsettled by it.

A gloved hand gently stroked her hair, a comforting gesture meant to dispel her unease.

"T-thank you, Mayumi," Satchiko whispered with a voice that is barely audible.

It felt right, somehow. Despite being a warrior clad in armor, it was not the metal that provided Satchiko with a sense of security. Often, it was Mayumi's reassuring presence that proved more comforting, a constant reminder of their unbreakable bond.

The light at the end of the tunnel drew nearer, and Satchiko wavered between releasing her grip on her sister's arm or continuing to cling to it. There was no resistance from Mayumi, leaving the choice entirely in her hands.

As the light finally flooded the compartment, illuminating their surroundings, Satchiko released her hold on Mayumi's arm at the last possible moment. Her sister remained silent about the incident. The three of them rose to their feet to take in the view outside.

"Woah," Satchiko almost exclaimed, trying to keep her mouth from hanging open in astonishment. "How do people live in a place like this? Thousands?"

Before them stretched an endless expanse of buildings, an ocean of stone, wood, and plaster as far as the eye could see. Most structures are modest in height with dark green roof tiles typical of Earth Kingdom architecture, though some taller edifices punctuated the horizon.

"Millions, sister," Mayumi replied, her voice filled with awe. "Millions." She was likely aware of Ba Sing Se's unprecedented population, but even extensive reading had not fully prepared her for this overwhelming sight.

The interconnected train came to a stop at what appeared to be a station. A stern-faced lawman bellowed for everyone to disembark.

Satchiko and Mayumi joined the throng of passengers, merging with the crowd. Upon exiting, Satchiko found herself on a stone platform. Unsure where to go next, she stayed close to her sister, finding comfort in Mayumi's dependable presence.

Inside the station, lower-ranking officials attended to the newcomers. In their cramped wooden booths, documents are meticulously scrutinized. Those who completed the inspection were directed to pass through gates, navigating an iron fence designed to manage the flow of people.

Several lines had formed, with soldiers stationed at the premises, polearms held at the ready. Unlike the typical peasant refugees, it appears that Ba Sing Se had reserved the central district for the more skilled craftsmen. The presence of armored guards patrolling the area also serves as a stark reminder to the Kyoshi Warriors of their priorities.

"Keep the weapons concealed," Mayumi murmured to Satchiko. Despite the dense throng of people, their words were barely audible amid the incessant hum of the crowd.

Satchiko discreetly tucked her metal fan away from view, while Mayumi used a cloth to cover her prized sword. The sisters struggled to breathe in the stifling atmosphere, surrounded by countless individuals jostling to join the lines.

Order was eventually restored when the guards intervened, even deploying a menacing Platypus Bear to intimidate any passengers attempting to cut the line. After a period of patience, the sisters observed as Npauj Npaim approached the booth, hoping to mirror her interaction with the officials. The exchange was minimal, as Xuan Zang's letter evidently carried more weight than any refugee or local paperwork.

With Npauj Npaim exiting the station, the Kyoshi Warriors cautiously moved toward the nearest booth.

"Papers, please."

The voice was monotonous and indifferent. The man inside the booth exhibited a lack of enthusiasm for his role. His stamping of documents was methodical and precise, leaving little room for unnecessary conversation.

Despite a wave of nervousness, Satchiko stepped forward first. Her apprehensions about Xuan Zang's letter being rejected proved unwarranted.

"My sister is accompanying me to the city," she implored the official as he stamped the parchment. "Please grant her passage as well." The nearby guard, however, merely directed her to proceed through the gate, offering no assurances. On the other side of the fence, Npauj Npaim joined a group of students, guided by Ba Sing Se's tour guides in their distinctive uniforms.

"Just go, sister," Mayumi encouraged, her voice calm. "I'll catch up with you shortly."

It became clear that even the Judge of Honghai's seal of approval held no complete sway at this checkpoint. The official's gaze revealed no trace of sympathy, but Mayumi is determined to find another way to gain entry into the Lower Ring.

"Here, perhaps this will help," Mayumi said, reaching into her robe, subtlety slid a handful of silver coins across the table. Her feasible attempt at bribery backfired immediately.

The official examined the coins with a lackluster gaze. "This is the fourth of such attempt today," he remarked, while also reminding her that those caught with unsanctioned weapons will be punished. "Do you outsiders seriously think that Ba Sing Se's bureaucrats are in lack of money? I may be a low ranked official, but trying to bribe me with silver instead of gold is somewhat insulting. And before you consider having your sister vouch for you, doing that will implicate her too." He took a sip of tea from the cup on the booth's table, before continuing in a mundane manner. "While the rest of the realm is embroiled in their little squabbles, it appalls me that there are those who would bring such folly here."

Mayumi held her breath, acutely aware of the oppressive weight of Ba Sing Se's bureaucracy. Although she had technically committed no grave offense, her lack of official documentation meant that navigating the city would be an arduous task. To the nearby guards, she is simply another potential fugitive to be apprehended.

From the other side of the iron barriers, Satchiko observed the unfolding situation with growing concern. As she prepared to unfurl her metal fan in response, Mayumi quickly motioned with one hand, a clear command to avoid any unnecessary intervention.

"Alright, everyone, let's move out, a long day awaits us!" called out one of the tour guides. A woman adorned with a non la hat gestured for the invited students to follow her. Reluctantly, Satchiko joined the group, not wishing to part from her sister. The soldiers stationed to oversee the invitees ushered her along, effectively forcing her to leave the area.

Despite the unsettling circumstances, Mayumi felt a pang of relief at her sister's departure. However, this brief solace was quickly overshadowed when the official, with evident irritation, instructed the nearby guards to arrest her for the lack of proper credentials.

"Guards, seize this fraudster," the official commanded, his tone dripping with annoyance. "Without official sponsorship from someone within the city's core, your presence in the Lower Ring is a clear violation of Ba Sing Se's bylaws. It is audacious of you to even attempt such a brazen act."

The soldiers stationed at the entrance immediately sprang into action, encircling Mayumi with their weapons poised. Unlike the other fortified settlements she had encountered, Mayumi dare not to harm the local soldiers. Any act of aggression could jeopardize Satchiko's prospect at Ba Sing Se University. If ensuring her sister's future required enduring minor sacrifices, then the cost shall be paid without protest.

"Depending on your conduct in the courthouse, you may yet save your neck," the official intoned coldly, sipping some more tea, which have already gone cold.

Mayumi's breath caught in her throat at the harshness of the official's statement. She attempted to argue, asserting the egregiousness of the punishment. Her objections were swiftly dismissed by the official, who contended that even Ba Sing Se's most severe measures are mild compared to the pervasive barbarism across the war-ravaged continent. According to him, even the smallest attempt to disrupt the harmony within these walls must quelled with unyielding rigor.

The official sighed. "Young people these days, they always take stability for granted. Too bad the ones I personally knew did not even have the privilege to return back to Ba Sing Se in one piece."

"Do not harm her, she is with me."

A commanding feminine voice cut through the tension. The official and soldiers turned toward the source of the voice, their gaze falling upon an ornate carriage stationed just outside the station's gate.

"Impudent!" a soldier exclaimed sharply. "Which audacious miscreant dares to meddle in state affairs?"

The coachman of the carriage, undeterred by the confrontation, boldly defended his employer, branding the soldiers as uncouth brutes. It was a daring, if potentially perilous move that could ironically undermine his own employers' standing.

Before the soldiers could detain the occupant of the carriage, the official raised a commanding arm, signaling them to halt. Mayumi observed intently as he approached the carriage, preparing to confer with whoever is inside.

A window of the carriage peered open slightly as the occupant delicately lifted the curtain that shielded the interior. The thin and slender fingers are adorned with silver nail guards, suggesting an elevated status. From a distance, the conversation between the official and the concealed figure is barely audible, conducted through a narrow gap that allowed for only the most essential exchange.

Mayumi strained to catch the words of their dialogue, which, while restrained, clearly conveyed the official's discontent.

"Someone of your standing should be acutely aware of the potential repercussions," the official warned with a frosty edge. "The masses might see you as a resilient flower, impervious to decay. Yet here, regardless of your prestige, a single misstep could lead to your downfall. I trust you have made a judicious choice in your associations."

The response from within the carriage was muted, save for a disdainful scoff from the coachman. As the official retreated to his post, he instructed the guards to release Mayumi. She approached the carriage with caution, her mind racing with curiosity and gratitude.

"Thank you for your generosity," Mayumi said, bowing her head low in a gesture of profound respect. "I promise to repay this kindness in the future."

The voice from within the carriage responded. Almost immediately, the Kyoshi Warrior can notice the aura of noble lineage, with even their method of speaking vastly different from the commoners.

"There is no need to burden yourself with gratitude, Kyoshi Warrior. I harbor no intention of placing you in my debt."

Mayumi tried not to let her astonishment show. Whoever occupied the carriage is clearly aware of her identity. This could imply that the individual either knew of her people through rare channels or had anticipated their arrival, potentially as part of a strategic move. She refrained from speculating further, recalling her mother's warnings about a certain group that may or may not be their enemies. At best, they would simply watch them from the shadows. Despite their shared origins, there is no guarantee to such idyllic scenario, especially there are those who still remember how Ba Sing Se's walls fell during the last great war.

"At ease," the voice implored, carrying a tone that bordered on an authoritative command. "It is natural for you to be wary, but I assure you that we have more in common than you might assume." The voice then informed the coachman of her intent to share the carriage space with the Kyoshi Warrior, causing the driver's confusion. Not wishing to defy his employer, the coachman promptly retrieved a small wooden stair and positioned it by the carriage's entrance. It is a customary courtesy for esteemed guests, especially for dignified ladies who are expected to maintain their public modesty with long silken gowns.

Mayumi felt a twinge of apprehension as she approached, unsure of what awaited her inside. Despite her ability to effortlessly leap onto the carriage, she opted for the stairs, aiming to present herself as non-threatening to the distinguished occupant.

Mayumi carefully seated herself on a plush cushion, her heart still racing from the unexpected turn of events. She slowly raised her eyes to meet the benefactor.

She froze. It appears that Jargal truly wasn't exaggerating about the splendor of Ba Sing Se.

Draped in garments of the finest silk and adorned with a liangbatou that shimmered with opulent embroidery, the lady before her is a walking example of upper-class refinement. Her natural porcelain skin seemed to glow with an ethereal light, framed by an elaborate headdress bedecked with peonies and chrysanthemums. Her long, lustrous hair was meticulously arranged around a rigid frame, secured with golden hairpins that spoke of her noble lineage. To further incur Mayumi's amazement, even the eyelashes seemed meticulously crafted, adding to an overall impression of perfection that bordered on the otherworldly.

This is the epitome of high-class elegance in Ba Sing Se, the capital of the entire Earth Kingdom before its fracture. To someone like Mayumi, who had spent most of her life on the rugged Kyoshi Island, this woman seemed like a living testament to the grandeur and sophistication of the capital's elite. If she were less experienced, Mayumi might have found herself overwhelmed by the sheer opulence before her.

Quickly regaining composure, Mayumi recognized the need to maintain her dignity in the face of the host. The intense competition among the noble classes meant that this woman's appearance was likely a carefully crafted display designed to stand out amidst a sea of equally extravagant flowers. Determined not to appear like a naive country bumpkin, Mayumi introduced herself, scrambling to remember the books she read about Earth Kingdom high culture.

"My name is Mayumi, eldest daughter of Akahana. I am profoundly grateful for your assistance."

The noblewoman responded with a slight, deliberate nod, her movement precise and imbued with an air of grace that spoke of her training and status. Despite the evident difference in their worlds, the noblewoman's demeanor was unexpectedly egalitarian. She interacted with Mayumi as though they were equals, a gesture that left Mayumi both intrigued and wary. Judging by mere appearance, it seems that they are both of the same age.

The distinguished lady spoke with an eloquence that matched her appearance, a voice imbued with the polished sophistication of someone who had been meticulously educated to distinguish herself from the common folk of Ba Sing Se. Yet, instead of flaunting her status, she engaged with Mayumi in a manner that suggested genuine interest rather than a mere display of superiority.

"I did not anticipate our encounter unfolding in this manner," the woman proclaimed. "How ironic. It seems the roles have indeed been reversed."

"I... do not comprehend," Mayumi replied with genuine confusion.

The noblewoman directed the coachman to proceed toward the Middle Ring, and in the interim, she introduced herself.

As the rhythmic clatter of the ostrich horses' hooves filled the air, Mayumi began to unravel the intricate tapestry of their shared history. Her understanding of their island's founder deepened with every word.

"My name is Te Gaogui, heiress of the Zigan Commandery," the noblewoman announced with formal dignity. "Our predecessors were acquainted, with your Avatar rescued one of my forebears."

Mayumi swiftly sifted through her recollections, retrieving vague references to the Te family from her father's writings. The Te clan, having risen to prominence in the Eastern Earth Kingdom, is well-regarded. Their most illustrious patriarch, Te Sihung, is celebrated for the remarkable transformation he wrought upon his domain. Revered as a capable and benevolent governor, his reign is chronicled in history as one that profoundly prioritized the fundamental needs of his people, education and health. It is widely believed that his legacy left an indelible mark upon the eastern regions, elevating a once obscure area into a land renowned for its scholarly prowess. Today, many acknowledge the unusual significance of this region, noting its verdant fields and rich productivity despite its relatively modest size.

"But I still fail to grasp how this is related to our founder," Mayumi respectfully interjected. "I was unaware that she had any prior connections to the esteemed Te family. However, it is indeed fortuitous that the virtues of your sagacious forebear are reflected in you."

Te Gaogui did not respond immediately, perhaps reflecting on Mayumi's words. Mayumi pondered whether her carefully chosen phrasing might have inadvertently offended the noblewoman, considering the Avatar Kyoshi's complex history with the Te family was not extensively documented.

Kyoshi had certainly been a persistent adversary to many corrupt officials during her tenure, even confronting governors and Earth Sages who initially refused to acknowledge her legitimacy. Some of these figures had the audacity to demand various undignified favors from the Avatar for their own gain. It was common knowledge that many noble clans in the Earth Kingdom harbored a certain disdain for the stern yet righteous enforcer, a sentiment that even extended to the Earth King himself.

Lady Te exhaled a sigh. "Perhaps sagacious is not the most accurate description. I am merely striving to prevent any discord between the Te family and the Avatar's followers while reciprocating the mercy your revered figure extended. Our clan has not always been known for its benevolence toward commoners. Ironically, the person you just praised are also not the sagely paragon of wisdom to begin with. All it takes to starve an entire region to death is an unhealthy penchant, and without the intervention of your Avatar, the Te lineage might not have endured to this day. Thus, assisting you is the very least I can do." She regarded Mayumi with a look of understanding as Mayumi gradually pieced together the implications.

Though the Kyoshi Warrior had no personal recollections of her Avatar's interactions with the Te family, it is conceivable that such incidents were not deemed significant enough to be recorded. Indeed, much of Kyoshi's past remains shrouded in mystery, as many aspects of her tenure are less transparent than one might wish. The conspicuous omission of her companions, if any existed, casts a shadow of doubt on the annals that chronicle her era.

As with many rulers, the rise cannot exist without the shadow.

"Sometimes, I find it difficult to fully understand your Avatar," Te Gaogui remarked thoughtfully. "The Te lineage could have very well ended at her hands, yet I remain grateful for her mercy."

Mayumi pondered this observation. Although Kyoshi is remembered as a formidable Avatar, her compassionate side is frequently overshadowed by her raw strength. To be an enduring figure, an Avatar must not rely solely on physical prowess. Perhaps this is where the vague concept of balance becomes crucial. Yang Chen, a revered nun amongst the Earth Kingdom masses, did not allow her pacifist beliefs to hinder her role, which sometimes necessitated force. An Avatar who relies exclusively on unrestrained brute strength, devoid of foresight or moderation, resembles a wild beast careening over a precipice.

Though deeply appreciative of the assistance offered, Mayumi could not help but harbor concerns about the potential ramifications for Te Gaogui and her family. Despite her humble origins on a remote island, she is not oblivious to the harsh realities of collective punishment practiced by past dynasties. In Ba Sing Se, entire clans could face extermination or enslavement due to the treason of a single member. While she is uncertain of the present legal climate, challenging authority is unwise.

"Lady Te Gaogui, please pardon my outspokenness," Mayumi began. "I am genuinely grateful for your kindness, but I am concerned that this friction with the official earlier might—"

"I am capable of managing it," Te Gaogui interjected, her tone edged with a hint of firmness.

The noblewoman then withdrew a book and buried her face in its pages, continuing to read with a lack of further discussion. Mayumi sat in contemplative silence, struggling to decipher this response. It is unclear whether Lady Te's demeanor reflected a belief in the inviolable prestige of her clan as a shield against legal repercussions, or simply wishes to dismiss the matter as a troubling risk she prefers to ignore. Either way, the Kyoshi Warrior resolved to exercise even greater caution in the city. A single misstep could be traced back to Te Gaogui, who had taken responsibility for her presence in the Lower Ring.

Determined not to intrude further upon Te Gaogui's apparent immersion in her reading, Mayumi leaned her head against the carriage wall, hoping to find some respite. Whatever destination lay ahead, she decided it is best to postpone that inquiry for another time.

Mayumi closed her eyes, deliberately breathing slow to minimize her presence before the gracious noblewoman. She intends to savor the unexpectedly soothing rhythm of the ostrich horses' trot as they traversed the streets of the Lower Ring. The coachman had evidently chosen a quieter route, likely in consideration of Te Gaogui's reading habits.

It felt peaceful. While Mayumi have never stepped onto a carriage, she now understands the simple charm of resting quietly while leisurely travelling across a bustling city. She wonders why the gentry would desire even more than what they already have, is greed truly an infectious disease that can never be cured?

"Ah!"

The carriage jolted to a sudden stop, causing Te Gaogui's head to collide with the wall. Mayumi's eyes flew open, her concern for the new benefactor immediate and intense.

"I am fine," Te Gaogui reassured calmly, her hands clutched tightly around the book. "My coachman rarely makes such errors."

Mayumi strained her ears to discern the commotion outside. It became obvious that the coachman is involved in some sort of altercation. She is suddenly compelled to sharpen her ears upon hearing the unmistakable tone of harsh dogmatism and moral condemnation that struck a chord of familiarity. Her hand instinctively reached for the hilt of her blade, eliciting a concerned glance from Lady Te.

"Surely, some lowly ruffians do not warrant death?" Te Gaogui implored, attempting to dissuade the armed woman from resorting to violence against what she presumed were mere street thugs. Yet, the intensity and fervor of the discourse outside suggested that the confrontation is far from trivial.

The sounds of the coachman's vehement reprimands cut through the tension.

"You idiots!" he roared. "Do you not realize whose carriage this is? Behind me sits the esteemed Lady Te Gaogui, scion of the Earth Kingdom's greatest clan and the sole heiress of Zigan. How dare you lot get in the way!"

It was a mouthful. Despite the coachman's fervent assertions, invoking the Te clan's prestige did little to deter the obstructionists. On the contrary, the other party seemed even more disdainful of the noble clan, though not for the reasons Mayumi initially surmised.

"We do not fear the armies of the malevolent spirit," came the retort that laced with fervor. "Why should we cower before fools who worship false idols? Those who follow the sorceress Yang Chen are destined for eternal damnation!"

Mayumi's grip on her blade tightened in response to these provocative words. Te Gaogui's confusion was palpable as she struggled to understand why the assailants are so vehemently fixated on mere religion.

"How peculiar," Te Gaogui remarked. "The common people's aversion to noble families often stems from understandable grievances, most of which I easily agree with. But why would the worship of Yang Chen provoke such animosity?"

It doesn't," the Kyoshi Warrior replied tersely. "But for those outside, such commonality means little."

Unlike the last three callow incarnates, who seems to have a strange habit of allowing the Fire Nation to keep the lands they stole, there is one figure who became the embodiment of compassion in this nation's religious pantheon.

Born in the Western Air Temple, Yang Chen is the embodiment of benevolence in the eyes of the Earth Kingdom masses. Kind to both people and animals, she is perhaps the most beloved Avatar on this vast land, even surpassing most native Avatars in terms of veneration. Mayumi caught a faint scent of incense sticks, suggesting that Lady Te Gaogui had recently earlier a local temple. Despite Yang Chen's status as a foreign nun, she is held in high regard throughout the realm. The masses, particularly the peasantry, adore Yang Chen. Shrines and temples dedicated to her spread across the realm, reflecting her widespread veneration.

"Please stay here, Lady Te," Mayumi urged, her voice firm. She then exited the carriage, moving to assist the coachman as two figures obstructed their path. The individuals obviously hail from modest backgrounds, possibly locals from the Lower Ring or recent refugees. One figure, a mother, tenderly held her child. Another is a man who boldly positioned himself before the carriage, blocking its path.

"Wealth and status are meaningless," the man declared with resolute. "Only through the divine cultivation of the Master can we truly attain liberation."

With brazen audacity, he demanded that the coachman surrender the carriage, threatening severe consequences if his demands are not met. Despite his aggressive posture, he reassured that their aim is not to abduct Lady Te, but to seize the carriage and its two ostrich horses.

"Relinquish the carriage to the Master's faithful servants, and we shall intercede for your salvation before the throne of grace. Such blissful reward cannot be attained by remaining subservient to the Te family." The man then strides purposefully toward the coachman, expecting compliance. His demand was met with immediate resistance as the household servant, enraged by the audacious request, delivered a forceful kick to the man's face.

"How dare you attack a servant of the Master!" the man roared in outrage. "Those who reject his peaceful teachings must face retribution!" Enraged, he brandished a crudely fashioned knife and lunged at the coachman, intent on forcibly seizing the carriage. However, his fervor blinded him to the presence of the armored woman standing beside the carriage.

Mayumi swiftly intervened, her blade flashing as she deflected the knife and disarmed the assailant. She jabbed expertly at various pressure points on the body, rendering him incapacitated. The woman with the child looked on in horror, clutching her infant even more tightly. Realizing the delicate situation, Mayumi adjusted her approach to ensure the safety of the child.

"Sorcery!" the assailant accused vehemently, condemning Mayumi's actions as sacrilegious.

Mayumi glared down at the fallen adversary, kicking the crude knife away with her foot while holding the blade poised at his neck. Before the situation could escalate further, a group of lightly armored patrolmen emerged from a nearby alleyway. Armed with broad swords, they quickly encircled the instigators, ready to restore order.

Mayumi swiftly sheathed her blade as the city lawmen moved in to detain the troublemakers. Despite the substantial presence of enforcers, the male detainee remained obstinate, futilely struggling against his restraints while hurling curses at the officers.

"Lady Te, are you unharmed?" the leader of the patrol inquired with genuine concern. "Please accept our apologies for the inconvenience, our negligence nearly led to harm."

"It's quite alright, constable Bu Kuai," Te Gaogui's voice came from within the carriage. "My coachman and bodyguard managed to fend them off."

Her response subtly shielded Mayumi from scrutiny, as wielding a weapon without official capacity might arouse suspicion. After a brief exchange, the patrolman provided a vague account of the assailants. It appeared they had disrupted the peace at a local Yang Chen temple, overturning food offerings on the altar and harassing worshippers seeking the Avatar's protection.

Mayumi noted the patrolman's deliberate vagueness, sensing an underlying intention to downplay the situation. Despite her sympathy for the detained mother and infant, she found the firm handling by Ba Sing Se's law enforcement a stark contrast to the ineffectual response from Hao Jing. Thankfully, her sister is not present. Satchiko would undoubtedly have sought to prevent the mother and child from being detained.

"Idol worship will lead to the downfall of all nations that defy the Master's sovereign judgment!" the man proclaimed with fervent intensity, his eyes blazing as he addressed the onlookers. "Repent before it is too late, for the Master is merciful and magnanimous! Soon, his divine army shall march across the Earth Kingdom and dismantle the walls of Ba—"

His declaration was abruptly cut off as a cloth was hastily shoved into his mouth, muffling the words. A cart drawn by ostrich horses soon arrived, and the detainees were swiftly ushered onto it.

Mayumi remained tense even after the lawmen had cleared the scene. Throughout the ordeal, she refrained from discussing her previous encounter with the zealots, who seeks to reshape the world according to their narrow vision. This spiritual movement, which seeks not only to annihilate but to convert all other beliefs, posed a far graver threat than mere banditry. If even the son of Aang himself had expressed concern over this pervasive ideology, it is clear that vigilance is paramount.

Returning to the carriage, Mayumi meticulously recounted the events to Lady Te Gaogui. To clarify the motives behind the zealots' actions, she briefly outlined the movement known as the Acolytes of San Bao.

"They are far more dangerous than common bandits," Mayumi cautioned. "I have encountered them before. First, they tried to kidnap me and my sister, and then they massacred more than half of a city's population. Above all, they love to destroy other people's temples, always exalting their own deity above all else."

Her words carried a weight of urgency, reflecting her deep-seated concern over the ideological zealotry that had just been witnessed. Although this mitigated the noblewoman's confusion, the response baffled Mayumi.

Te Gaogui's reaction was subdued, reflecting the reserved demeanor often esteemed among the gentry. "Personally, I do not see much of a difference," she remarked with a tone carrying a hint of dismissal. "Whether they are bandits or zealots, the suffering of the people remains the same."

Initially, Mayumi was taken aback by this response. But she gradually recognized its merit, deeming it not entirely unreasonable. For someone with a scholarly perspective, distinguishing between a fanatical religious movement and a band of outlaws might seem less relevant. Both represent manifestations of a fractured Earth Kingdom that is susceptible to brutal conflicts. The Kyoshi Warrior is reminded that historical uprisings fueled by religious fervor is not a novelty, one of which had claimed over twenty million lives.

Ordering the coachman to take a safer route, Lady Te returned to her reading. Unsure what else to say in the face of the noblewoman, Mayumi decided to try again to rest. Cautiously alert, she leaned her head against the carriage wall, but unfortunately must endure the cacophony of the bustling market and the clamor of construction work outside. All of which made it difficult to find peace.

…

As the ostrich horses trotted gently through the Middle Ring, Mayumi drew back the veil of the carriage's left window, allowing her gaze to drift over the more refined and serene landscape. The area is characterized by meticulously constructed houses and well-maintained establishments, a stark contrast to the Lower Ring where she would soon be staying. The peacefulness of the Middle Ring is a welcome respite, a momentary escape from the turmoil she had recently faced.

Te Gaogui flipped over another page of the book. So far, the esteemed noblewoman has been indulging in the contents, which is evidently authored by an Earth Sage. Despite the plethora of competing philosophies on governance within the Earth Kingdom, the teachings of the first Earth Sage remain the most influential and revered amongst nobles.

Occasionally, Mayumi caught glimpses of the book's text, only to discover that Te Gaogui reads with impressive speed and keenly aware of her interest. The noblewoman's awareness, however, did not appear to impede her focus.

Mayumi made a concerted effort not to intrude upon Te Gaogui's concentration while glancing at the pages, mindful of the delicate balance required when sharing space with someone of higher status. Despite the noblewoman's apparent tolerance for her presence, it is prudent to maintain a semblance of decorum.

"This book I am reading is part of my academic studies," Te Gaogui said without much interest, yet her eyes never left the pages. "Even if I were to slow my pace, I doubt you would grasp the content."

It seemed Te Gaogui was making an allowance for Mayumi's presumed lack of literary acumen, given the latter's obvious status as a warrior. Yet, unbeknownst to Lady Te, Mayumi possessed a more nuanced understanding than the noblewoman might have anticipated.

"It's the Book of Rites you're holding, isn't it?" Mayumi ventured, her voice tinged with familiarity. "My father also possesses a copy."

Te Gaogui turned to Mayumi, somewhat interested. Considering that most people of the Earth Kingdom are not literate, she remarked of never meeting another woman who is somewhat knowledgeable in the ancient texts, until now.

The Book of Rites, a seminal work compiled by the first Earth Sage, delves into the societal behaviors, etiquette, and ceremonial rites that continue to shape the Earth Kingdom's cultural fabric. This text, rich with examples from ancient times, has been used by the first Earth Sage to lay the foundation for the predominant philosophy of governance and societal conduct.

Mayumi expressed genuine admiration for Te Gaogui's scholarly prowess. Although she had previously studied the Book of Rites in spare time, she found it nearly impossible to retain more than a fraction of its intricate content. The text is a paramount literature of the first Earth Sage, serving as a comprehensive exploration of how the people of the ancient Earth Kingdom should navigate their daily lives, drawing from an era predating the first warring states. From the most minuscule social behaviors to conducting important ceremonies to honor the ancestors, everything is meticulously written. Naturally, the concept of the family is repeatedly being used to demonstrate the idealized world envisioned by the Earth Sages, who continues to emphasize the need to respect the familial hierarchy in order to achieve true harmony across the realm.

While the teachings of the Earth Sages emphasize benevolent rulership and societal harmony, they are notably less flattering when discussing the roles and status of women. This discrepancy piqued Mayumi's curiosity, making her wonder why Te Gaogui, a woman, would immerse herself so deeply in a philosophy that often relegates them to subservient roles. Any Earth Kingdom philosophers who challenged this specific mentality were often labeled as heretics, and not being recognized as Earth Sages in this scholarly tradition.

"It's for the Ba Sing Se Keju," Te Gaogui responded in a mundane manner. Mayumi didn't even have the opportunity to ask why the noble lady is even bothered to read this text.

From Te Gaogui's brief explanation, Mayumi swiftly grasped the broader implications of her pursuit. If history serves as any guide, the Earth Kingdom's governance has long been shaped by a complex interplay of meritocracy and nepotism, with the latter unfortunately being far too domineering. Despite the prevailing influence of noble families, the most prosperous eras of the Earth Kingdom have been marked by the monarch's ability to attract and retain talented individuals from diverse backgrounds. The Keju examination, a harsh yet fair system designed to combat entrenched patrimonialism, remains a vital mechanism for identifying and promoting talent based on merit. In its most pure form, there were rare cases when a poor peasant managed to attain the rank of chancellor, and even students from the Fire Nation can be promoted to regional governors. Creating prosperity and attracting talents from the vast realm and across sea to Ba Sing Se, scholars would assert that the Keju system is what ultimately created the Earth Kingdom's most glorious dynasty.

"All scholars aspire to reach the pinnacle of their era," Te Gaogui elaborated, her gaze unwavering on the pages of the book. "Many young talents like me hope that their knowledge and wisdom might one day elevate them to the status of a sage. Personally, I find little value in such titles. It is the practical benefits I can derive from excelling in the Ba Sing Se civil service examination that will truly advance my goals."

Mayumi grasped the underlying message in Te Gaogui's statement. Achieving the title of an Earth Sage, while prestigious, does not inherently confer the power or influence that many might assume. The teachings of the first Earth Sage, despite the ancient and sometimes archaic nature, are deeply embedded in the governance and cultural fabric of the Earth Kingdom. Mastery of these teachings is essential not just for intellectual prestige but for navigating the complex hierarchies of power. The Keju civil service examination is also renowned for its extreme difficulty, demanding thorough understanding of the complicated analects. Even for those who might question or disagree with some aspects of the Earth Sage's philosophy, participation in the Keju necessitates a degree of lip service to these time-honored principles.

Nevertheless, Mayumi endeavored to adopt a more nuanced perspective on the Earth Sages. The Earth Kingdom has been graced with numerous philosophers who have achieved such esteemed titles, yet it is evident that their views on governance are far from monolithic. Indeed, some historical Earth Sages have been labeled as heretics, bold dissenters who dared to challenge the ethical underpinnings of the prevailing humanist philosophy that has guided the Earth Kingdom for millennia.

"Do you not yearn to understand my motives for participating in the Keju?" Te Gaogui inquired abruptly, fixing her gaze directly upon Mayumi's cerulean eyes.

Mayumi remained silent, her curiosity tempered by a respectful hesitation. She lacked the audacity to intrude upon the noblewoman's intentions. Despite her avid interest in reading, the practical world of statecraft proved to be far more daunting and far less glamorous than the narratives portrayed in books. The Kyoshi Warrior pondered whether she had misinterpreted Te Gaogui's earlier remarks. In a society steeped in male-line primogeniture, highly educated women often found themselves relegated to mere desirable attributes for marriage rather than potential leaders. Consequently, the title of Earth Sage has remained an exceedingly rare honor for women.

"My primary expertise lies in combat," the Kyoshi Warrior declared. "Although I harbor a curiosity about the Earth Kingdom's analects, my understanding pales in comparison to yours."

Te Gaogui raised an eyebrow, her expression unperturbed by Mayumi's veiled attempt at flattery. Instead, the noblewoman briefly revealed her true objective, one intimately connected to the welfare of Zigan's citizens.

The Kyoshi Warrior, though still enveloped in a shroud of uncertainty, nodded in acknowledgment. It was apparent that someone of her standing might not fully grasp the motivations behind Te Gaogui's participation in Ba Sing Se's civil service exam.

Near the end of the previous Avatar's short tenure, regional Earth Kingdom noble houses declared their own dynasties, beginning to raise personal armies following the dissolution of the nation's unity. Much to the complete astonishment of the previous incarnate, warlords now openly reveled in a realm now asunder, satiating their desire for land and plunder. Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, the previous incarnate tried to cease the carnage that plagues all under heaven. And like all the incarnates who rely on raw power instead of scholarly wisdom, failure is expected for the unsophisticated.

After Te Gaogui shortly summarized the recent history, she revealed that the land of Zigan has thankfully avoided the bloodbath that encircles its prosperous territory. But with much more powerful states trapping it from all sides, it is only a matter of time before Zigan too is pillaged brutally. Mayumi does not dispute this, especially after personally witnessing the horrors she tried to keep Satchiko from. In turbulent eras, it is always in the interest for smaller states to seek the protection of a larger entity, and Ba Sing Se obviously serves as just one potential candidate.

"The reputation of the Te clan must always be preserved," Te Gaogui asserted. "A fading flower is replaced by a new blossom each generation. Thus, I am prepared to do whatever is necessary for the benefit of my people." She exhaled a sigh of disappointment. "It is regrettable that my father plans to betroth me to a prominent scholar should I fail to perform adequately in the examination. I had hoped for him to harbor at least some confidence in my abilities. While I may not be fully satisfied with this little predicament, it is at least better than becoming a member of Omashu's royal harem."

Mayumi absorbed these words in silence. Despite the stark differences in their styles and appearances, she found it curious how similar they seemed in essence. With curiosity getting the better of her, she asked a potentially delicate question.

"Lady Te, do you have any siblings?"

A protracted silence followed. Te Gaogui maintained the impeccably composed demeanor, but her gaze, fixed on Mayumi, nearly betrayed a crack in her calm facade.

"I had a sister," she responded with a tone unnaturally flat.

The atmosphere in the carriage grew noticeably colder. Mayumi mentally chastised herself for this indiscreet question. What she had hoped would foster a sense of commonality had only served to dredge up a potentially painful memory for Te Gaogui.

"Forgive me, Lady Te, I have spoken out of bounds," Mayumi said, bowing her head in contrition. Though Te Gaogui swiftly offered her forgiveness, Mayumi couldn't shake the suspicion that beneath the thin gracious exterior, there might be lingering displeasure.

Te Gaogui, with a graceful motion, lifted the carriage's veil to peer through the narrow gap. The coachman had halted the vehicle near a gate, beyond which lay a venerable edifice surrounded by an imposing wall.

"I genuinely appreciate your company," Te Gaogui remarked. "Perhaps we might have the pleasure of sharing tea on another occasion."

Mayumi bowed deeply. But upon answering where she will be staying for the foreseeable future, Te Gaogui cannot help but input her own suggestions.

"From one woman to another, you might not be choosing wisely. The Lower Ring is not the safest place to be alone." Te Gaogui advised candidly, suggesting that a thicker skin might serve Mayumi well in this current situation. "Although our family's roots are primarily in Zigan, we maintain an estate in the Upper Ring. I could arrange more comfortable accommodations for you, especially as I anticipate your sister's extended stay."

Te Gaogui's tone was formal, yet her offer was both inviting and logical. Mayumi, aware of the Upper Ring's famed opulence and grandeur, felt a flicker of intrigue at the prospect of exploring such luxurious surroundings. Nonetheless, she responded with polite refusal.

"Your offer is exceedingly generous," Mayumi said sincerely. "However, the assistance you have already provided is more than sufficient."

Lady Te, though respectful of Mayumi's decision, wore an enigmatic smile that blended an inscrutable mix of pity and admiration.

As the carriage ride came to a close, Mayumi alighted swiftly from the vehicle. The coachman, caught off guard, didn't even have the chance to position the customary wooden stair designed to protect esteemed passengers' silken robes from soiling.

With the carriage departing, Mayumi turned to find the group of students, among them is her own sister.

"Big sis!" Satchiko exclaimed, rushing forward with relief.

"I am perfectly well," Mayumi reassured. "Please, do not let a minor inconvenience deter you from your own achievements."

She made a point of relaying Te Gaogui's generosity to her sister. As they proceeded towards the tour group, Mayumi chose to omit the encounter with what could potentially be the same group of zealots they had previously encountered. Such a trivial matter, she reasoned, did not warrant undue concern. With its imposing fortifications and formidable standing armies, Ba Sing Se seemed more than capable of warding off any potential disturbances from cultish invasions. If the Acolytes of San Bao sought to assert their fervent beliefs here, they would need to contend with a military force that had largely remained insulated from the ongoing warlordism. This provided Mayumi with a sense of reassurance, bolstering confidence in the city's security.

Yet even amidst Ba Sing Se's shadows, the city might not offer refuge for those fervent cultists. There are other dangers lurking in the dark, and they will not tolerate religious dregs who are ungrateful for the city's harmony.

With these considerations in mind, Mayumi felt less apprehensive about her sister's safety. The primary concern now is ensuring that Satchiko could successfully integrate into Ba Sing Se University, immersing into the untapped potential of Earthbending. Mayumi hoped that the guidance of the Earth Sages would rectify any previous negligence.

"Everyone, this way," called the tour guide adorned with the non la hat. She directed the students, dressed in an array of garments reflecting their diverse origins, toward the main entrance of the esteemed institution.

The sisters followed closely, traversing the stone path that encircled the prestigious educational establishment. Immediately, Mayumi sensed a distinct contrast between this district and the Lower Ring. Whereas the latter had been teeming with people and chaos, this district is adorned with vibrant flowers and trees lining the pathways. Serene rivers meandered beside buildings, creating an atmosphere of tranquility. Yet, this idyllic setting seemed to lack one crucial element, which is the imperfect realism that truly depicts the local life of the masses. Despite her fascination with the grand palaces and ornate temples, Mayumi never allowed her appreciation for such splendor to overshadow her love for the vibrancy of common life. It is a universal truth that the most endearing festivals and flavorful foods are not typically found behind the walls of gilded palaces. There is a unique charm in living a modest existence, unmarred by the burdens of opulence.

"We have arrived, everyone!" the tour guide announced cheerfully.

At the entrance stood a majestic paifang gate, its intricate stone carvings reflecting the grandeur of the institution within. Above the stone archway, a plaque proudly proclaimed the name of this esteemed place of learning. As the tour guide and the other students proceeded through the gate, the two Kyoshi Warriors remained stationary, slowly lifting their gaze up to the five words that started it all.

永固城大学

"We're here, big sis," Satchiko said softly, her voice tinged with a mix of relief and trepidation. "After all the effort, we are finally here."

The journey had been fraught with peril, turning what was meant to be a simple voyage into a harrowing ordeal that had nearly cost them their lives. At times, Satchiko had questioned the value of the entire undertaking, doubting her own ability to master the Earthbending arts. She would have willingly sacrificed her own potential to alleviate Mayumi of this burden. It was a poignant irony that the more naturally gifted of the two had not been chosen, simply because Mayumi had not been born with Earthbending.

"No matter the cost, it was worth it," Mayumi asserted with unwavering conviction. Despite not being the one directly vying for the scholarship, it was clear that Mayumi is deeply invested in this endeavor, perhaps even more so than Satchiko.

They approached the grand archway. Just as Satchiko was about to step onto the university grounds, she paused, allowing Mayumi to enter first. As they surveyed the scene, they observed local students clad in dark green changshan, engrossed in their heavy books as they meandered through the courtyard.

It wasn't long before they are reunited with the tour group, which had gathered near the base of a grand stone statue situated in the heart of the open courtyard. As Satchiko approached the sculpture, she is uncertain about the identity of the figure it depicted.

From the scholarly attire and the distinctive hand gesture of the statue, Mayumi speculate that it might represent an Earth Sage. Given the prestigious nature of this institution, it is plausible that this figure could be none other than the paragon of sages, the very first Earth Sage himself.

"Please follow me, everyone," the tour guide again requested.

The entire group proceeded towards one of the prominent buildings visible from the courtyard. Naturally, their first stop is the structure directly opposite the entrance. Behind the statue stood the largest edifice of the university, an architectural marvel that the Kyoshi Warriors admired for its intricate stonework.

As they entered what is presumably the main building of the university, the tour guide began to elaborate on the institution's numerous achievements. From the advancements in science and the famed Earth Kingdom calligraphies, the university seems to boast a considerable effort in demonstrating their prowess in anthropology and zoology.

Satchiko and Mayumi are immediately captivated by the life-sized models, showcasing creatures unknown to their side of the continent. One particular animal drew their fascination, a small wolf-like creature with a spine adorned by numerous transverse stripes. A local curator arrived to provide insight, revealing that this creature had once been a common sight in the western reaches of the Earth Kingdom before Avatar Roku's era. Tragically, it had been hunted to extinction.

Shifting Satchiko's focus, Mayumi pointed out some ancient Air Nomad relics displayed behind glass cases. Among these artifacts are the distinctive robes worn by the monks. Strangely, there seems to be many burn marks on these artefacts, with holes in the robes.

Lastly, the curator introduced them to a temporary exhibit. According to him, this is borrowed with the permission of the warriors who forged them, with the people in question living near one of the four Air Nomad monasteries. There is an armor set composed of both lamellar and chainmail. Four circular iron disks strapped to the torsos, backs, and sides, and a round shield made of rattan reeds further intrigued the sisters.

As they continued their exploration, they encountered another statue. Although the university is renowned for its world-class scholarship, there is no such thing as a learning institution that is truly free from the influence of the state. The tour guide directed the cohort's attention to a stone sculpture at the end of the hall. The statue is dressed in an ornate robe and adorned with an unfamiliar headpiece that Satchiko does not recognize.

"This is Earth King Yi Ming," the tour guide announced introduced. "He is the one who commissioned the train that you just used to get here."

Understandably, many of the young visitors showed little interest in the man responsible for the transport system that had benefited the city. None of them are natives of Ba Sing Se, so the struggles of the common people might not be immediately apparent to them. Being children of mayors or governors, their experiences might not fully encompass the practical advantages brought by such innovations. However, for those who appreciate the value of reduced travel time, Yi Ming's contribution is eternally appreciated.

Brilliant but impatient, Earth King Yi Ming is remembered for his public projects that do not dare to cower in size and scale. Under his reign, the Earth Kingdom's unparalleled expertise in architecture and construction led to the creation of the monorail system, an engineering marvel of its time, admired by the four nations and envied by other major cities within the Earth Kingdom. It is both impressive and somewhat humorous that this groundbreaking legacy was born from Yi Ming's personal frustration with the two-day journey required to traverse the city by carriage. Nevertheless, the monumental transit system he implemented became one of Ba Sing Se's most significant advancements, greatly enhancing the efficiency of the city's administration. For the general populace, it was a gift that allowed them to travel with far greater speed than the carriages of Upper Ring nobility.

Satchiko examined the statue closely, noting the distinctive attire of Earth King Yi Ming, which differed markedly from the blue robes typical of her people.

"A king?" Satchiko pondered aloud. While she is not entirely unfamiliar with the concept of kingship, she is uncertain about its exact implications.

In a fragmented realm, the influence of the Earth Kingdom monarch had seldom extended beyond the walls of Ba Sing Se. Even when the Earth Kingdom was unified under a single banner, the common folk in remote villages and towns were largely unaware of the distant authority of their sovereign ruler. Places like Kyoshi Island, for instance, were left relatively undisturbed, deemed insignificant by the central authority.

Satchiko's confusion prompted Mayumi to clarify that a king is essentially a male monarch, a powerful ruler.

"Is it like a chief?" Satchiko asked, her understanding limited to the highest rank she is familiar with. Despite having two parents occupying two key positions in her village, the young Kyoshi Warrior knows surprisingly little about governance.

"Not entirely incorrect," Mayumi responded. "The Earth King is supposed to govern the entire Earth Kingdom, technically including our village. Well, at least in times of relative peace before the current civil wars."

Explaining the intricacies of Earth Kingdom history, including the existence of multiple kings would indeed be too convoluted. Aside from Ba Sing Se, Omashu styled themselves as slightly lesser, albeit rival monarch that also exerts influence over the southern lands. Now with the realm splintered into countless pieces, some warlords could not resist the temptation of founding a new dynasty in this horrifying game of bloodbath.

Yet, throughout the course of history, only one could truly hold the Mandate of Heaven.

"Onward to our next destination, everyone!" the tour guide called out, her voice cutting through the murmur of curiosity.

The group followed her lead to the university's main library. Satchiko, whose interest in books and scrolls is minimal, felt her enthusiasm waned. The prospect of spending time surrounded by books and scrolls did little to excite her.

As they entered the library, Satchiko's initial disinterest gave way to awe. The sheer scale of the room is imposing.

The library is a monumental testament to the knowledge and history of the Earth Kingdom, encompassing millennia of scholarly achievement. Towering columns and elaborate stonework adorned the grand hall, while majestic statues of revered philosophers stood as silent sentinels, honoring those who had profoundly impacted the nation. It is a space that spoke to the depth of ancient culture and learning, evoking a sense of reverence in those who valued the rich heritage of the Earth Kingdom.

Even the air in the library is imbued with the soothing aroma of aged paper and polished bamboo wood, creating an atmosphere of quiet reverence. The main hall stretched out like a labyrinth, its towering bookshelves crafted from rich rosewood, ascending towards the vaulted ceiling. Ladders on rails facilitated access to the highest shelves, where the most ancient and treasured scrolls were carefully stored.

Across the walls of the reading room were adorned with portraits of illustrious poets, philosophers, and statesmen, their watchful eyes seeming to observe the young visitors as they wandered through the grand space.

Mayumi gently silenced Satchiko, who almost tried to speak. She reminded her younger sister of the importance in maintaining the library's serene atmosphere, emphasizing that they must respect this sacred repository of ancient manuscripts and documents from bygone dynasties. Not far from the tour group, dozens of scribes diligently arranged texts, serving as the trusted custodians of the Earth Kingdom's invaluable knowledge. In deep research and contemplation, the scholars and sages of today could connect with the past, revisiting both its triumphs and tribulations.

As they continued through the library, the group kept a respectful distance from the custodians. Despite their best efforts to maintain silence, the occasional rustle of turning pages and the gentle roll of bamboo slips contributed to a peaceful, almost melodic ambiance. Although Satchiko displayed little interest in literature, Mayumi's fascination is obvious. The older sister struggled to resist the urge to reach for a random book and pluck it from the nearest shelf.

Fortunately, the tour guide granted them some time to rest in the reading area, allowing Mayumi the opportunity to indulge in a poetry book. As they settled at a nearby table, Satchiko observed her older sibling with a mixture of curiosity and amusement, noting the sheer enthusiasm that lit up Mayumi's face as she immersed herself in poetry.

"Wow, everything here is written by the famous poet Li Hei!" Mayumi whispered in delighted awe. "This is truly a sanctuary for the mind and soul, sister. It's a place where past and present converge in the pursuit of wisdom and enlightenment."

Satchiko cringed uncomfortably at those elaborate words. The contrast between their reactions was glaring. While Mayumi was clearly enraptured by the library's offerings, Satchiko's interest is decidedly lukewarm. Having never been particularly fond of engaging with written texts over training with the metal fans, the younger sister lacked Mayumi's reverence for this intellectual haven.

But this indifference towards the ancient knowledge is somewhat disconcerting. Satchiko understood that her time at the university might also involve writing and other scholarly pursuits. Unlike Mayumi, she struggled with reading and writing effectively, which made her apprehensive about future lessons here.

Not wanting to disturb her sister, who is deeply absorbed in the book, Satchiko decided to keep her worries to herself for the moment. She offered to fetch additional scrolls or documents, knowing that Mayumi would appreciate any new material.

As Satchiko ventured deeper into the maze of shelves, she skillfully navigated around the scribes who are meticulously tending to their invaluable collection. Despite a fleeting concern about potentially losing her way back to the reading room, she pressed on, determined to scout some reading materials that might further delight her sister.

She picked a random book from a shelf, only to find herself unable to decipher the title due to her embarrassing illiteracy. Without any pictures to provide a clue, she hesitated, feeling somewhat disheartened. Determined to find help, she sought out a scribe who might assist her, but the search proved fruitless as she wandered through the library's vast corridors.

"Where are they when I need one?" Satchiko muttered in frustration, her irritation growing upon failing to locate any of the custodians who are lurking around.

Her luck took a turn when she spotted a potential source of assistance. There is a man seated on a wooden wheelchair, slumped over a desk. He appeared to be asleep, but the presence of a handheld fan made from crane feathers on the desk suggested that he might be a scholar.

As Satchiko approached, she noticed that the large parchment before him is covered in peculiar sketches. Although the scribe is slumped in apparent slumber, the drawings are intriguing. They depicted various contraptions that could not be immediately understood.

"Huh?" she noticed the peculiar sketches of strange contraptions. It is perhaps some sort of blueprint. The most recognizable object is what seems to be a crossbow, a weapon that no Kyoshi Warrior have ever wielded. Considering the lack of suitable conditions, they have always viewed this particular tool as something that only the mainlanders can afford to produce. Yet, the one depicted on this parchment have an alien design, with a large lever and a bigger compartment to store small iron bolts.

As Satchiko continued to examine the parchments, she encountered a bewildering array of inventions. There are odd-looking wheelbarrows with oxen heads and designs of colossal monsters with gaping jaws. Each blueprint seemed more inscrutable than the last, its purpose and function eluding her comprehension. It is clear that these are creations that only the inventor could fully understand.

Satchiko placed down the parchment, wondering if this man is one of those 'Earth Sages' she heard so much about. Truthfully, she never met an Earth Sage before and does not understand the qualities of being one. But then again, maybe no one truly understands the threshold of becoming a sage.

"Sister," a voice called from behind, causing Satchiko to instinctively reach for the metal fan concealed within her robe. There are few people on this world that can encroach upon a Kyoshi Warrior without her noticing, and that includes their fellow sisters.

"What took you so long?" Mayumi inquired with concern. "I assumed you were lost in this maze of a library."

"It's fine, big sis. I was simply distracted." Satchiko gestured toward the blueprints spread out before her. Mayumi's eyes lit up with interest as she took in the intricate drawings. The older sibling's fondness of scholarly works compelled her to appreciate the contraptions in ways Satchiko cannot fathom.

"It's lamentable that even the wisest among us must occasionally soil their hands with blood," Mayumi sighed, gently placed the parchments back on the table, careful not to disturb the middle-aged man slumbering in his wheelchair. "Too bad not even the scholars of our time can elude the grim burden of taking lives."

With a shared glance, the duo departed, and Mayumi reminded Satchiko that the tour guide is about to commence their journey to the next destination.

"Oh, by the way," Satchiko said, recalling the random book she held in her hand. "I brought this for you. I'm not sure what it's about, but I thought you might enjoy it." Mayumi felt a surge of gratitude for her sister's thoughtful gesture. Despite their contrasting hobbies and quirks, they always stood ready to support each other.

Fully aware of Mayumi's profound love for literature, Satchiko had selected a book at random from one of the countless shelves. The older sister eagerly accepted it, deciding to quickly skim through the text to show her appreciation.

As Mayumi narrowed her eyes upon reading the book's title, she noted nothing overtly alarming, but there is something about the arrangement of the words that struck her as subtly suspicious.

The Union of Ying and Yang

Mayumi hesitantly opened the book, making sure to shield the pages from Satchiko's view by positioning the cover against the latter's direction. Her expression grew more concerned as she flipped through just two pages, quickly coming to a halt. With a decisive motion, she snapped the book shut, her gaze fixed on her younger sister.

"You didn't read this... did you?" Mayumi's voice was steady but carried an undercurrent of seriousness.

Satchiko looked puzzled. "Well, I can't understand a word. I wanted to ask one of the scribes to tell me what this book is about before giving it to—"

"I appreciate your thoughtfulness," Mayumi said, forcing a smile. Without further comment, she slid the book into a nearby shelf, fully aware that it isn't its original location. When Satchiko suggested that a library custodian could help them find the correct shelf, Mayumi gently discouraged the idea. "It's okay, sister. They can figure it out eventually. Besides, we still have a tour to complete."

Mayumi's demeanor was unusually focused, particularly as she expressed a keen interest in visiting the next destination, Kim's Astrology Tower. She mentioned that the tour guide had described it as the tallest building within Ba Sing Se University. Her curiosity about the tower seemed to overshadow any lingering concerns about the book.

"Big sis," Satchiko implored. "There's something in that book you don't want me to know, right?"

Mayumi intentionally ignored that question, even boldly asserted that visiting the astrology tower would be an exciting venture. Under such circumstance, Satchiko decided not to linger too long on this issue, since Mayumi still occasionally treated her like a child.

...

The grandeur of Kim's Astrology Tower lies not just in its imposing height but also in its intricate design and the array of sophisticated equipment it houses. From the highest level, the view of the entire university grounds is breathtaking. Though still dwarfed by the colossal walls encircling Ba Sing Se, the tower is equipped with various instruments to gaze the celestial objects far beyond their reach.

The students walked quietly, mindful not to disturb the few scholars engrossed in their respective projects. Mountains of parchment lay scattered around the room, each inscribed with words of divination or zodiac interpretations. While many might dismiss this entire profession as mere superstition, past Earth Monarchs had not hesitated to imbue it with political significance. After all, if spirits and deities could be wielded as instruments of political legitimacy, why not the stars? Astrologers could provide favorable divinations that endorses a monarch's reign when approached diplomatically, or more pragmatically, when a blade is inconveniently placed close to their throats, compelling them to produce the desired flattery.

Though few in number, the astrologers in the tower are more than capable of unsettling its quiet atmosphere with even a single utterance. The tour guide introduced the students to the primary overseer of Kim's Astrology Tower, who is also one of the university's most esteemed lecturers, Professor Shi Shen.

Styling the traditional queue hairstyle and donning a robe often seen in the Middle Ring, Shi Shen is by all accounts a quintessential product of Middle Ring intermediary. While he lacked the snobbish arrogance typical of the Upper Ring gentry, his manner of speech revealed a slight disconnect with the more practical folks of the Lower Ring.

Passionate and unrestrained, the professor eagerly showcased the fruits of his research, a meticulously documented positions of stars in his new book.

For Satchiko and the other students, Professor Shi Shen's extensive lecture quickly became an exercise in endurance. While his passion is commendable, the sheer volume of information and the arcane details of his astrological research are far from engaging for the audience. Satchiko, in particular, found her attention drifting. Her gaze wandered to various corners of the room, where she noticed foreign numerals painted on a canvas, incurring her curiosity.

The one possible maker for this is another astrologist, who is quietly writing nearby. His brown skin tone is a subject of curiosity, almost tempting the Kyoshi Warrior to assume that he must be from the lands of those Waterbenders. But the obvious orange robe muddled this notion, as there seems to be some not-so-subtle resemblance with the Air Nomad attire.

Shi Shen's enthusiasm showed no signs of waning, but the students' interest had long dissipated. The tour guide, recognizing the growing restlessness, decided to intervene.

"A great demonstration of expertise from Professor Shi Shen," the tour guide interjected just as the professor began to elaborate on the different animals of the twelve zodiacs. "As much as we would love to continue listening, I am afraid the tour must proceed to stay on schedule."

Mayumi, impressed by the tour guide's tactful words, nodded subtly. Using the tour as an excuse to rescue the students from the professor's lengthy lecture was a clever move, preventing any potential offense.

The students filed out of the astrology tower, following the tour guide to the next point of interest.

Npauji Npaim expressed her relief. "Thank goodness, I thought we would never leave!"

Satchiko shared the sentiment, reflecting on how torturous it must be to study under Professor Shi Shen. His students likely endured lengthy lectures with mind-numbing dedication.

"Come on, everyone," the tour guide encouraged. "We mustn't be late for the next activity. Mung Yi's koi fishpond is just ahead!"

Satchiko's face immediately brightened at the word koi. The mere mention of anything similar to her favorite food reminded her of the delicious stews and fillets cooked by their mother. Of course, she realized that it might just be a regular fishpond, as an Elephant Koi would be too much to hope for.

"Hey Mayumi, you think they would have Elephant Koi around here?" Satchiko asked with almost childlike excitement. She received no response from behind.

At the back of the tour group, Satchiko turned around and spotted Mayumi lagging behind. The older sister appeared to be distracted by something, her gaze fixed on a distant building within the university.

"Big sis?" Satchiko called again.

Mayumi snapped out of her reverie and hastened her steps to catch up with the others. The duo trailed the tour group, allowing a moment for Satchiko to inquire about what had captivated Mayumi's attention.

"It was nothing," Mayumi replied. Despite her casual tone, a slight reluctance was detectable. "I just thought I saw something."

Satchiko paid no heed to this strange response. Although expressing her enthusiasm for the Mung Yi fishpond, she couldn't help but notice Mayumi occasionally glancing behind them.

...

Two acres of water can achieve many remarkable feats, one of which is providing a home for the magnificent giant koi fish, which thrive only under the pristine conditions akin to the ocean.

The practicality of research conducted on these majestic creatures remains uncertain, but another benefit of housing them here is clear as day. Ba Sing Se University, renowned for its excellence in zoology, likely motivated past Earth Monarchs to transport obtain these animals for the sake of prestige. Regardless of the expenses incurred, this expansive fishpond replicates an ideal habitat, enabling its inhabitants to flourish.

An Elephant Koi gracefully leapt out of the water, its scales shimmering in the sunlight, casting glistening reflections onto students who marveled at its display. Many are awestruck by its immense size, as its weight created a rippling splash upon its return to the depths.

Seizing the students' amazement, the tour guide introduced the curator of this grand pond, Professor Aulanerk. Hailing from the North Pole, which lies in proximity to the city, he embodies the historical ties between Ba Sing Se and Agna Qel'a. Numerous students from the Northern Water Tribe attend this institution, and despite the differing philosophies that shape their societies, some of the most promising scholars here originate from the harsh ice caps.

Satchiko remained vigilant, her memory haunted by a near-fatal encounter with the previous Waterbender they encountered. However, her fear is quickly alleviated when Mayumi reassured her, pointing out the improbability of danger within these walls.

In contrast to Professor Shi Shen's conventional lectures on astrology, the fishpond curator employed an unorthodox method to demonstrate his expertise. Instead of delivering a tedious lecture, the curator astounded the students by diving into the pond himself. The tour guide remained unfazed, having likely anticipated this dramatic display.

Aulanerk resurfaced, orchestrating a mesmerizing display with multiple bodies of water. Utilizing his Waterbending skills, he propelled himself through the pond, commanding the waves to guide the giant koi fishes into a precise chevron formation. The school of fish, evidently trained to follow their carer's lead, leaped in unison, captivating the students with their disciplined performance.

Satchiko was easily impressed, never having imagined that anyone could train Elephant Koi to perform such feats. The flips and leaps executed by the fish were a testament to Aulanerk's extensive research and dedication, likely spanning years of studying their behavior.

Holding onto the iron rails that shielded her from the pond, the Kyoshi Warrior reflected on her own past, recalling times when she had eaten these creatures and even killed one through reckless action. Could she come to see these fish as more than mere food?

"Reminds us of home, doesn't it?" Mayumi remarked, watching the graceful leaps of the Elephant Koi.

Satchiko didn't respond immediately. The reminder of home stirred conflicting emotions within her. While she felt grateful for Mayumi's sacrifice, she couldn't shake the doubts about her own worth. From an early age, it was clear that Mayumi was the more gifted student, with her love of poetry and literature making her a better candidate for the rare scholarship. It is a tremendous shame that the university did not choose Mayumi simply due to a superficial quirk, or more accurately, the lack thereof.

There is too much at stake. Satchiko knew that if she couldn't master Earthbending, all their efforts would have been in vain.

The entertainment concluded as the pond curator declared that the koi fish needs rest. He began tossing giant pellets into the depths, signaling the end of the performance. The tour guide then led the group to the final part of their jaunt. Following her through a maze of buildings and laboratories, the youngsters eventually arrived at a secluded area of the university, where towering trees and abundant vegetation lined the path. Mayumi noted that the scenery resembled Earth Kingdom ink wash paintings, often depicting mountains shrouded in lush forests.

Presumably, this is the main garden of the institute. As always, Satchiko grumbled about the trek and complained of hunger.

"Here, sister," Mayumi said, retrieving a piece of Sky Bison cheese and handing it to Satchiko. She also offered a piece to Npauj Npaim, who eagerly took a bite.

"Not bad," Npauj Npaim remarked. She was surprised to learn from Mayumi that the cheese was made by Airbenders who are not monks.

Npauj Npaim expressed her ignorance, as most people associated Airbenders with the peaceful ascetics living in the four monasteries. This revelation contrasted sharply with her expectations, especially considering the Kheshig are meat-eaters.

Mayumi handed Npauj Npaim a second slice of the rare delicacy and offered one more to Satchiko.

"Sister, catch," Mayumi called out as she tossed the piece of cheese. Before Satchiko could catch it, however, someone else snatched it out of the air.

"Hey!" Satchiko shouted indignantly. "Give it back!"

The commotion drew the attention of the other students, who turned to see the Kyoshi Warrior behind them. The tour guide, maintaining her composure, hurried to the back of the group, only to gasp upon spotting a figure dangling from a tree branch.

A thief had stolen Satchiko's food in broad daylight! While the monkey-like face of the thief was somewhat intimidating, Satchiko's focus remained solely on the injustice of the act. Seeing him sniffing the cheese with curiosity only fueled her irritation further.

"It's fine, sister," Mayumi said with a magnanimous gesture. "Sarangerel gave us plenty, there's no need to fret over a single slice."

Satchiko grudgingly accepted this, but her resolve did not waver. This is not merely about a lost piece of cheese. It was about ensuring that the slight against her would be repaid tenfold.

The thief, sensing Satchiko's unwavering determination, began to taunt her by waving the slice of cheese in the air. He foolishly assumed that by clinging to a tall tree branch, he could evade any consequences.

Without hesitation, Satchiko leapt onto a nearby branch, catching the thief off guard. He swiftly jumped to another tree, attempting to escape as the Kyoshi Warrior pursued him with relentless speed.

Despite Mayumi's plea for restraint, Satchiko remained focused on her quarry. She navigated the garden with practiced agility, eventually bursting into a broad clearing. Her attention was momentarily diverted by the intricately detailed temple at the center of the field, but her focus quickly returned to the impudent thief.

"Wu Kong!" a stern voice commanded. "Cease this unruly behavior at once. Where is your discipline?"

The thief froze instantly, unable to move another step. Satchiko also came to a halt, watching with keen interest as a figure approached to reprimand his errant disciple.

Clad in a sacred pilu hat and a traditional green kasaya robe, the man bore an unmistakable resemblance to the Air Nomads who had once visited the Kheshig's camp. His bald head and the khakkhara staff he wielded, combined with the hand gesture exclusively performed by monks, left little room for doubt about his belief. The embroidered images of revered Air Nomads on each petal of his headwear further emphasized his affiliation.

As the remainder of the tour group arrived at the temple grounds, the tour guide quickly extended her apologies to the man in the kasaya robe. He graciously assured her that the fault lay not with her.

"I offer my deepest apologies for this disturbance," he said with heartfelt sincerity. "Please forgive my disciple, he has much to learn. As his master, I accept full responsibility for his lapse in manners." Before he could retrieve the slice of cheese and return it to Satchiko, the monkey-faced thief had already devoured the stolen treat, much to the collective chagrin of the onlookers. With a swift motion, the thief vanished into the dense tree line.

Mayumi finally caught up with Satchiko and, without hesitation, addressed the bald man with formal respect.

"Master Xuan Zang," she said, bowing deeply. "It is a profound honor to meet you at last. Please allow me to express my family's gratitude. Without your gracious invitation, my sister would not have had this rare opportunity."

Satchiko was momentarily startled by the revelation. At her sister's gentle urging, she joined Mayumi in offering their thanks to Xuan Zang for the university invitation letter.

"Please, there's no need for such formality," Xuan Zang said with a warm, reassuring smile. "I am truly honored that you could attend today's inauguration ceremony. Though I hadn't anticipated both of your presence, it is indeed a blessing from Aang and Yang Chen that you arrived safely."

His response implied that due to the widespread conflicts and turmoil besieging the realm, many invitees had been unable to make the journey. Travel is perilous, especially for those from inland regions where the wars between rival states are particularly fierce and dangerous.

"Ahem!"

Their attention is drawn to a figure clad in a shenyi garment. The man, advanced in years, distinguished himself further with a dark lacquered muslin headwear that underscored his scholarly status.

Satchiko, sensing the gravity of the moment, wisely chose to remain silent. Despite her inexperience, she recognized that provoking this stranger could lead to complications.

Master Xuan Zang approached the newcomer, presenting greetings.

"Chamberlain of Ceremonials and Rites," the monk addressed. "The students have arrived."

Despite the monk's display of respect toward a higher-ranking member of Ba Sing Se, the chamberlain's response was notably curt, lacking the warmth and courtesy one might expect.

"Good," the man said flatly, with no trace of the customary etiquette expected of a scholar. "However, I must remind you that moral cultivation remains the cornerstone of this program. While I acknowledge the existence of spirits, it is essential to recognize that practical knowledge outweighs mere superstitions. I urge you to avoid contaminating young minds with such notions, lest they contribute to the erosion of familial bonds."

"Y-yes, Chamberlain," Xuan Zang responded, compelled to at least lower his head slightly.

Without further acknowledgment, the chamberlain turned and walked toward the temple, seemingly indifferent to the monk's presence. This exchange piqued the curiosity of the sisters, prompting Mayumi to inquire about the chamberlain's identity.

"His excellency Zhu Xi is Ba Sing Se's Chamberlain for Ceremonials and Rites," Xuan Zang explained. "He is responsible for overseeing sacrificial rituals at ancestral altars and royal tombs, and he also serves as one of the examiners for the forthcoming civil service examination."

The monk continued, noting that Zhu Xi's prominence extended beyond his ceremonial duties. Renowned for his mastery of literary arts, Zhu Xi is a distinguished calligrapher and historian. Additional accolades include being the leader of the White Deer Grotto Academy, a prestigious institution in the Upper Ring. Unlike Ba Sing Se University, this academy received considerable favor from the past monarchy and attracted mainly the scions of the city's elite.

"Well, why is he being so rude?" Satchiko interjected, her youthful candor momentarily overtaking restraint. "Aren't you the organizer of this entire thing?"

Xuan Zang, glancing around to ensure their conversation remain private, explained with a careful tone. He revealed that he had originally proposed to the city's upper echelons the idea of inviting students from diverse regions. His vision was to cultivate warm relationships among the younger generation, hoping their ascension to leadership would provide a respite to the ongoing wars all across the realm. While the program could also enhance Ba Sing Se's reputation, akin to the victory during the Battle of Honghai, Xuan Zang emphasized that fostering peace does not necessitate violence.

Despite his noble intentions, there are still those who are slow to change. Some of the city's leading figures deemed the idea of teaching Air Nomad sutras and meditation as ludicrous, unworthy of a hegemon of the north. If these students desire to study the Air Nomad philosophy, why not shave their heads and become an Air Acolyte? During the inception of this idea, Zhu Xi intervened. The chamberlain successfully petitioned to modify the curriculum. Though Earthbending would remain a component, the chamberlain sought to incorporate more literary aspects into the study of bending arts. Although somewhat petty, his reasoning is not without some merit.

Ba Sing Se and Omashu stood out as the greatest powerhouses in the now fractured Earth Kingdom. Serving as two separate hegemon states that dictates the north and south of the continent, it is no secret that their bloodless rivalry has only intensified after the Earth Kingdom's dissolution. From the tenure of Earth King Jia Lun and Queen Guo Xun, both cities are like magnets, attracting scholars and students to their courts. In the scholarly tradition of the Earth Sages, exerting influence without war is what exemplifies a great state amongst smaller entities. Since the Omashu of today have already fought many wars to force surrounding states to submit as vassals, Ba Sing Se can demonstrate superior reputation without even waging wars. In Zhu Xi's eyes, Earthbending shall mostly be taught in the ways of philosophy and writing.

This revelation troubled Satchiko deeply. The prospect of a curriculum diluted by literary studies rather than focusing on practical, impactful training is disheartening.

"Venerable," Mayumi addressed Xuan Zang with formal respect. "If my assumption is correct, the chamberlain must be an Earth Sage. Given that many prominent ministers and rulers of the past must be involved with the teachings of the sages, it would be no surprise if Chamberlain Zhu Xi desires the students to engage with the main Analects of the Earth Kingdom."

Master Xuan Zang nodded in acknowledgment, affirming Mayumi's deduction.

The Analects is a revered text collection authored by the first Earth Sage, encapsulating his profound sayings and teachings. This philosophy, originating with him, has permeated every facet of Earth Kingdom society. Built upon the foundation of familial hierarchy, it has deeply influenced the cultural and social fabric of the realm. Wisdom and moral cultivation are championed by sages and scholars alike, who impart these values through various aspects of life. Children are taught to be obedient and filial to their parents, while citizens are encouraged to show loyalty to their superiors. Even those unfamiliar with the Earth Sages find themselves inadvertently shaped by these ideals, as their behavior is unconsciously molded by the societal norms instilled from birth.

The Earth Sages, often dismissed as mere relics of bygone eras, wield considerable influence and respect. To underestimate their significance would be a grave error. No ruler or Avatar would dare to openly challenge their teachings, for such defiance could risk being branded as tyrants throughout history. Even today, many monarchs rely on the Earth Sages as trusted advisors and ministers, explaining how someone like Zhu Xi can hold a position of such prominence in Ba Sing Se.

"As expected of Hakaru's eldest daughter," Xuan Zang remarked with approval. "You, like your father, show great promise in embodying the principles of an Earth Sage."

Mayumi, humbled by the compliment, responded modestly. "I would never presume to compare myself with the great philosophers of the past. My only hope is that my sister can make the most of her time here." Satchiko is somewhat nervous at those expectations, but nearby chimes of bells demanded their attention.

Whatever ceremony is orchestrated by Zhu Xi, it is about to commence. All attention shifted to the base of the temple. The chamberlain approached the altar just outside the temple entrance, flanked by musicians prepared to strike heavy bronze bells, signaling the initiation of the induction rite.

Satchiko, mingling with the other students, found herself among a group striving to present a unified and respectful formation. However, their collective attempt fell short of Zhu Xi's expectations, likely due to the diverse and mismatched attire of each student.

The musicians commenced their performance, gently striking bronze bells with small mallets. The varying sizes of the bells produced a range of pitches, creating a surprisingly soothing chime that is both harmonious and pleasant to the ear. The ritual fostered a sense of order and tranquility, perfectly aligned with the preferences of an Earth Sage like Zhu Xi. As a staunch traditionalist, he employed these ancient rituals to commune with the ancestors, inviting their spiritual presence to bless the ceremony.

Around a large tripod vessel, crafted from bronze, are scattered plates of food offerings. Zhu Xi poured two cups of wine and set them on the altar. He then lit three incense sticks, bowed reverently to the statue of the first Earth Sage within the temple, and inserted the burning sticks into the metal pot.

The assembled students were then instructed to bow in reverence to the first Earth Sage. Unsure of the precise significance of the ceremony, Satchiko followed the lead of others by imitating the signature hand gesture used by mainland folks, recognizing that it would be disrespectful to do otherwise.

The ritual proceeded with an extended, resonant tone from the musicians. Alongside the bronze bells, the melody is complemented by flutes and zithers, and a mouth-blown free reed instrument with vertical pipes. The music, though elegant, is overshadowed by the strict and formal atmosphere enforced by Zhu Xi, which somewhat diminished Satchiko's ability to fully appreciate its beauty.

With the induction ceremony completed, the tour guide led everyone to the university's living quarters.

Upon entering their dorm room, Satchiko and Npauj Npaim began to unpack their luggage. Satchiko's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of a bunk bed. Accustomed to sleeping on simple mattresses spread on the cold wooden floors, this is her first encounter with such a different sleeping arrangement.

Npauj Npaim watched in amazement as Satchiko effortlessly leaped onto the top bunk without even using the ladder.

"Huh, it's quite soft," Satchiko remarked, pressing her hand into the mattress. The woolen material was plush enough to offer a comfortable separation from the hard wooden planks beneath.

"Sister, don't be discourteous," Mayumi chided gently as she entered the room. "Let your roommate choose her spot first."

"It's fine," Npauj Npaim replied with a reassuring smile as she began organizing her belongings on the lower bunk. "It's easier for me to get up in the morning without using the ladder." She removed her silver headwear and placed it on a nearby table, where it added a touch of elegance to the room.

Just as Satchiko reached for her own golden headdress to place it beside Npauj Npaim's silver adornment, she suddenly remembered that she had left it at home. A sigh escaped her lips. She had vowed to herself that only after mastering Earthbending would she feel worthy of wearing that golden headdress. For now, she is determined to focus on her training and the journey ahead.

After refitting the room to her satisfaction, Satchiko leaped down and landed gracefully beside Mayumi. The older sister emphasized the importance of blending in within the bustling metropolis of Ba Sing Se. For both convenience and safety, maintaining a low profile would attract less attention.

Satchiko nodded in agreement. Given the dangers they had already faced, there is little need for further persuasion. Their lacquered armor, a hallmark of their prestigious status as Kyoshi Warriors, would likely draw unwarranted attention from local authorities.

"From now on, just wear the robe," Mayumi advised. "No face paint either. You are not here to fight, just to study. And for your safety, I don't want you venturing beyond the institute grounds."

"But what about you?" Satchiko asked, her concern evident. "You don't have a place to stay."

A pause followed Mayumi's words, during which the older sister's expression softened. She approached and gently caressed Satchiko's hair. "Thank you for your concern, little sister, but you need not worry about me. Focus on your studies, that's what's most important right now."

Satchiko wanted to argue against this overly optimistic view. From the moment they had left their island, even the simplest tasks, like acquiring food, had become fraught with difficulty. Despite Mayumi's admirable dedication as the eldest sibling, her stubbornness sometimes bordered on the irrational. Nonetheless, Satchiko knew better than to argue further, she resolved to respect her sister's wishes while silently vowing to navigate their challenges as best she could.

"We could ask Master Xuan Zang for help," Satchiko suggested, her voice tinged with hope. "Surely he would be generous enough to—"

"No," Mayumi interjected firmly, cutting off her sister's proposal. "We already owe him for this opportunity. It would be improper to impose further."

"Big sis!" Satchiko deliberately showed her frustration. She couldn't fathom why Mayumi is so resistant to seeking help. Perhaps it is a deep-seated habit or an inflexible adherence to principles. Mayumi had always been reluctant to seek assistance outside of emergencies, preferring to avoid any semblance of indebtedness.

Mayumi dismissed Satchiko's concerns, resolute in her decision to find accommodation in the Lower Ring rather than accepting further aid.

"Remember," Mayumi said with encouraging resolve. "Once you've completed your Earthbending training, we'll return to Kyoshi Island in triumph. Don't let anything distract you from this goal. I have high hopes for you."

As Mayumi turned to leave, Satchiko's hand shot out to grasp her arm. The intensity of the grip was strong, motivated by the fear of separation. For as long as Satchiko could remember, they had never been apart, and the thought of their bond being severed under inconvenient circumstances is almost unbearable.

Satchiko's grip on Mayumi's arm gradually softened, acknowledging the necessity of a temporary farewell. Although parting was painful, she realized that succumbing to her emotional impulses would only displease her sister. Instead, she offered heartfelt words of gratitude.

"Mayumi," she began, her voice filled with genuine remorse. "I want to thank you for accompanying me on this journey. I know I haven't always been the best little sister, and I'm sorry for all the dangers I've put you through just to protect me."

Before Mayumi could respond, she placed a reassuring hand on Satchiko's shoulder. "There's no need to be so formal. It's my duty to look after you. After all, you are my sister."

The comforting smirk Mayumi offered was fleeting. Soon, her footsteps grew fainter as she walked away, each step a reminder of the separation Satchiko had to face.

Satchiko stood alone in the room, grappling with the sudden void left by her sister's departure. She knew she couldn't force Mayumi to stay, as the dormitory's regulations would never allow an extra occupant. The silence left by her sister's retreat is profound, each step echoing like a reminder of their temporary parting.

"Hey," came Npauj Npaim's voice from behind, breaking the silence. "It's not like you can't see each other. You'll be able to meet your sister when we're not in class."

"Yeah, I know," Satchiko replied quietly. Despite the trials and tribulations, she wondered if the journey was worth the cost. How could she face her family and village if they returned home empty-handed? If only she had mastered Earthbending before embarking on this entire ordeal, perhaps the sacrifices could have been avoided.

She inhaled deeply, using Mayumi's words of encouragement to reign in those pessimistic thoughts. It is indeed quite disappointing that she would even entertain the thought of failure, especially since her sister have sacrificed so much for this journey. Even if she somehow did not succeed, it would be even more dishonorable to fail without trying her absolute best

"So," she asked hesitantly, trying to shift the focus. "What exactly do they teach here?"

End of Chapter Note:

-Npauj Npaim means butterfly in the Miao/Hmong language. This is a reference to the 'Butterfly Mother' from the creation epic. Additionally, the name Txiv Yawg, or Chiyou, is a reference to a legendary king who led the ancient Miao/Hmong people.

-The non la is a Vietnamese hat that is often crafted into a cone shape.

-Shi Shen is an astrologer from the state of Wei, which is one of the seven major players during the Warring States period(475–221 BC).

-Aulanerk is a friendly Inuit God who rules over the waves.

-Gautama Siddha made a brief and unnamed appearance in the Kim's Astrology tower section. In real life, he is responsible for introducing the Indian Numerals during the Tang dynasty to replace the system of counting rods.

-Both the Kim's Astrology Tower and Mung Yi's research koi pond are canon, but I obviously applied some creative liberties due to their scarce description.

-The armor of mixed chainmail and lamellar are based on the Tibetan Zimchongpa.

-Xuan Zang's attire is entirely inspired from the 'Journey to the West' novel, now with more green colors.

-Earth Sage Zhu Xi is inspired from the real-life counterpart with the same name, who is a prominent Song Dynasty scholar who played a major role in development of Neo-Confucianism.

-For the sake of easier imagination, the type of two-wheeled carriage used by Te Gaogui does not actually have any glass for its small windows. There is only one doorless entrance, which is right behind the coachman's seat.

-The name 'Bu Kuai' is a reference to the officers who fulfills the role of police during the Song Dynasty and beyond. Serving as helpers to prefects/judges, they are frequent appearances in popular culture and literature.

-The extinct animal in this chapter is a reference to the Thylacine, also known as the Tasmanian Tiger.