Chapter 11: Royal Capital: Super VIP Treatment

Three days later——

Xiao Yun dragged his tired body back to the dormitory and fell on the bed. He didn't want to move at all, letting his thoughts run wild like a wild horse.

(I finally understand why the "I" in Yaris's mouth is so resistant to studying... When Yaris took my hand and led me into the academy, I even showed a desperate expression, like a lamb heading to the slaughterhouse... Such a heavy academic workload...)

(I thought that in my previous life, having finished a math test in half an hour, finished a book called "Five Years of College Entrance Examination and Three Years of Simulation" in a month, and even managed to get into a 211 key program in a province with a high number of college entrance examinations, I would definitely be able to handle four courses in an alien world with a civilization level equivalent to that of medieval Western Europe. At most, I would have some initial discomfort. I didn't expect... I didn't expect...)

(Every other student at the Royal Academy has one teacher per class, one room full of students. But I... because I'm the younger brother of Grand Duke Yaris, a precious descendant of the Holy Family... I get super VIP treatment with two-on-one or even five-on-one tutors from renowned teachers for all four required classes! There's no set start and end times, and each class lasts at least three hours, with multiple teachers surrounding me and bombarding me from all angles!)

(Even the homework Kangxi assigned to his beloved crown prince was not so rigorous... No, it was more like he was disappointed with his son...)

and--

Whenever he was distracted during class and looked sleepy, the teacher in front of him would always look at him with resentment and helplessness, stroking his goatee and sighing.

John Deere next to him would kindly ask him if he felt unwell and needed a rest.

"...I'm fine, please continue with the class."

(No! I'm not okay at all!)

Compared with the three courses of literature, politics and history which are taught indoors and mainly cause mental damage, the military course which is mainly taught outdoors brings unprecedented physical damage to Xiao Yun, a former college entrance examination student who was born in a province with a high number of college entrance examination candidates and whose physical education teacher had to take leave every week due to "something".

because--

Before following the teachers arranged by Yaris to study the military books of another world, analyze actual combat cases, learn how to arrange military formations according to local conditions, make correct decisions based on comprehensive battlefield information, plan and calculate logistical supplies, observe the emotional changes of his generals, and control the psychological and language skills of the army's morale... he needs to first learn complex equestrianism comparable to Olympic dressage, and master a variety of martial arts including light sword, heavy sword, and knight's lance.

After listening to the military course schedule, Xiao Yun felt that the world was dark!

Originally, he planned to follow the example of the Long Aotian who traveled through time in online novels, and use the "Thirty-Six Strategies", "The Art of War", "Six Secret Teachings", "Three Strategies" and other military wisdom essences inherited from China for 6,000 years to open the eyes of the generals in the other world while listening to the teacher explain the military strategies of the other world!

result--

(There's nothing shameful about running away...really...)

Xiao Yun thought sadly, his thoughts returning to the horse farm during the day.

…

Jarris prepared six martial arts teachers for his younger brother Lucien, two of whom were responsible for equestrianism, and four were responsible for teaching the four martial arts that Lucien must master in the curriculum formulated by Jarris.

"Mr. Lucien, I am Ansel, and I will be teaching the light sword."

The light sword teacher, who was tall and slender and as flexible as a whip, was the first to salute Xiao Yun.

"Although the rapier can only be used for stabbing and not slashing, it is a symbol of elegance, romance, and dexterity, and is a dueling skill that must be mastered by the imperial nobility."

"Your elder brother, Grand Duke Yaris, has also made remarkable achievements in the field of light swordsmanship and is recognized as the palace's foremost light swordsman."

"Yeah?"

Xiao Yun laughed dryly.

The instructor in charge of teaching the knights the epee, which was suitable for both mounted and foot combat, stepped forward, wielding the sword with one hand in a graceful single-handed spin. "Young Master Lucien—please allow Malus to be your epee instructor!"

“…”

Xiao Yun forced a smile, his eyes fixed on the tallest and strongest of the four, a peerless brute who looked like a humanoid Gundam.

Feeling the young master's gaze, the burly man, over two meters tall, grinned and introduced himself: "My name is Monger, and I teach Knight Lance."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yun glanced at the knight's lance on the shelf: a sharp metal cone was installed on a long pole about two meters long, like an enlarged version of the knight's heavy sword.

Seeing that the young master showed little interest in the Knight's Lance, Monger added, "Although the Knight's Lance is a disposable item, it is an essential part of a knight's martial arts and must be learned. In fact, my real strength is the greatsword."

"Giant sword?!"

"Yes, the greatsword!"

Mung raised his cloak and revealed a giant sword that weighed at least twenty kilograms.

"look!"

"Wow--"

(There's a Berserker in this other world who uses the same giant sword as Guts!)

"A greatsword doesn't need to be sharpened, as its weight alone can inflict fatal damage to the enemy. In actual combat, we greatsword warriors usually operate alongside mage troops to protect ourselves from sneak attacks and to more effectively inflict casualties."

"The greatsword is a man's romance!"

Monger's face was filled with pride.

Xiao Yun nodded repeatedly.

The last teacher saw this and pulled out a pair of strange weapons shaped like fish hooks from his waist. "I am Lance, from the coastal city of Kukuchia. I have been ordered to teach you how to fight on a swaying deck with weapons such as fish hooks, daggers, fishing nets, stone ropes, iron chain hammers, etc., as well as - underwater combat."

"Were you a sailor?"

"I was a gladiator in Kukuchia, and later became a free pirate."

The sturdy man, who looked even smaller than the greatsword warrior, grinned broadly, his smile as bright as the sea breeze. "I've been ordered by my current master to come to the capital of the Kingdom of Light to serve the Grand Duke."

"Master? Your master is..."

"Mercenary King Alfonso, of course, is better known as the Mad King, the Bloody King, the Tyrannical King, and—the White Devil."

…

…

"Lucien, are you listening?"

The gentle voice brought Xiao Yun back from his thoughts.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! Brother!"

This is the room where the two brothers had dinner.

As soon as the fourth day of classes ended, the carriage took the exhausted Lucien back to the Silver Moon Palace from the Royal Academy.

There is a large and wide dining table between the brothers sitting opposite each other. The table is full of delicious food, which looks even more tempting with the decoration of exquisite and luxurious tableware, gorgeous flowers and magical lighting tools.

"I'm sorry, brother."

"No problem."

Yaris looked at his brother gently and spoke earnestly.

"You skipped too many classes before, and now you have to complete a course that normally takes two years in just six months. If you think the current schedule is too difficult and tiring, I will have John revise your schedule tomorrow."

"Delaying graduation may lead to humiliation, but that's all humiliation. If your ocean-blue eyes were completely dulled by the heavy workload, I would be filled with guilt and pain for the rest of my life."

"elder brother……"

"So, what happened? Why are you so listless?"

Yaris looked at his brother worriedly, his eyes as deep as a night lake seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"I... I sometimes feel very tired... I want to go back to the past... my carefree youth, I don't want to be surrounded by teachers and study heavy homework every day... But..."

"But what?"

"I promised you... I won't run away again. I will stay by your side, be your right-hand man, your support, and support each other... and..."

(Fulfill your requirements and enter the eighth floor of the God Tower to complete the Grand Coronation.)

"And what?"

"Your dream."

"My dream?"

Yaris smiled slightly, with a charming elegance hidden in his smile: "What do you think my dream is?"

"I don't know, but I can feel a dream burning deep in my brother's eyes... an unknown... a secret dream..."

"You are indeed tired."

Yaris smiled brightly, with a decadent and complex reflection of beauty, and turned to ask the servant: "Is the bathroom ready?"

"It's ready."

"Um."

Yaris nodded and said to Lucien, "You need a professional massage to relieve the muscle soreness caused by sword training and horse riding."

…

For thousands of years, the Sun Empire has always been the cultural center and fashion leader of the Western Continent. The Silver Moon Palace is recognized as a place of elegance, nobility and perfection, and even the bathrooms are so spacious and luxurious that they are astonishing.

The bathroom, built of white marble, is spacious and divided into several rooms. The bather first relaxes his body with the heat in the steam room to remove sweat and stains, then lies on a marble slab with constant temperature water flowing below and lets a slender and meticulous slave clean his body.

After the body is cleaned, a professional masseur enters the bathroom and skillfully massages the master's entire body to eliminate aches and pains. During this time, the butler sends servants to bring drinks and food, and sometimes even arranges for a band to perform.

After the whole process that made people feel comfortable and reborn was over, several servants came forward and used soft silk to dry the master's hair and wipe off the water droplets on his body. The master only needed to stand there and accept their service.

(If they knew I wasn't the real Lucien...if Jarris found out...)

“Do you feel better after the massage?”

Yaris's voice sounded behind him, and his silk robe dragged across the marble floor damp with moisture, creating ripples.

Xiao Yun, who had still not been able to adapt to the aristocratic lifestyle and was now forcing himself to accept the servants' close wiping while suppressing his embarrassment, suddenly felt his back stiffen and he had to pretend to be calm.

“I feel like I’m alive again.”

"That's all?"

Yaris's voice was getting closer and closer, and Bishaluya's unique elegant and slightly seductive breath came with the water vapor.

"only……"

"Just what?"

Warm and cool fingers fell on the shoulders, caressing them gently.

"elder brother?"

"You've grown some nice muscles."

Yaris said slowly, his tone of admiration concealing a hint of bitterness: "These are beautiful lines that I can never possess no matter how hard I try."

"I have always envied my brother's intelligence and beauty—"

"Beautiful?"

Yaris sighed, his black eyes as unfathomable as darkness itself.

"But I would rather have a normal, healthy body..."