Chapter 9: The Capital: First Day of School
With the Ebola River as the boundary, the inner city of the Capital of Light is divided into two completely different worlds: the upper city and the lower city.
Among them, the Royal Academy, built adjacent to the Ebola River, although it belongs to the Upper City, is located across the river from the Lower City, a renowned academic district throughout the Western Continent. This district, comprising at least seven streets and five alleys, is home to thousands of scholars from around the world who come to the Capital of Light for academic exchange and teaching.
In addition, scholars living in the academic district were often invited to the Royal Academy to teach aristocratic students, and teachers from the Royal Academy were also invited to teach commoner students in private schools in the academic district.
As a result of such long-term exchanges, the Academic Block and the Royal Academy gradually formed a twin relationship in which you are in me and I am in you. The people of the Solar Empire interpreted this phenomenon as a perfect manifestation of the doctrine of the Twin Gods.
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At daybreak, there was already a sea of people outside the iron railings of the Royal Academy. Looking around, there were only buzzing heads, and people kept arriving from behind the crowd.
The fanatics at the front even tried to tear down the iron fence of the academy!
"Stop it! Stop it now!"
The tribune, worried that the citizens might get trampled due to their enthusiasm, shouted at the top of his lungs and ordered his subordinate Knights to maintain order.
"Boss, there are so many people..."
"What else can we do?! Do everything we can to maintain order!"
"Should we ask the Royal Knights to come for reinforcements? Their camp isn't far from here."
"Are you crazy?! People are now saying that the incident a month ago was related to His Majesty..."
"Then we now—"
"Wait! His Highness's motorcade will be here soon—"
The tribune gave the order with a stern face.
He was just a tribune responsible for maintaining public order in the capital and didn't want to think about anything too complicated.
but……
(Did Your Majesty really not hire a black magician to kidnap and hypnotize Your Highness's only brother, attempting to have Your Highness die in public at the hands of his beloved family?)
(If the rumors are true...)
(Will this tear our country apart?)
(If civil war breaks out, my wife... my two children... I...)
(No! Civil war won’t happen! Your Highness is so gentle and graceful, he faints at the sight of blood. How could that be possible… If… then something brutal and horrific beyond anyone’s imagination must have happened!)
The tribune thought distractedly.
Suddenly, a beautiful and clear bell sounded in my ears.
The clock in the center of King's Square rang.
All members of the Knights Protector entered level one alert.
The crowd outside the iron railings seemed to have heard a command and consciously squeezed out a wide road leading to the Royal Academy.
"Open the door—"
The tribune ordered.
The iron gate slowly opened, and members of the Knights Protector rode out on horseback, forming two horizontal rows to block the crowded crowd.
jingle!
Ding-a-ling!
Along with the crisp sound of bells, the guards responsible for the security of the Silver Moon Palace appeared in everyone's field of vision, wearing silver armor, wearing bright red short cloaks and riding white horses. The two leading paladins were heroic and handsome.
The originally noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone stretched their necks like geese being lifted up to look at the luxurious carriage being escorted by the cavalry.
The Grand Duke's carriage was as luxurious as ever.
The body of the carriage is decorated with a large amount of gold, silver and ivory carvings. The doors are decorated with the wings of the goddess of love. The five tall horses pulling the carriage use a full set of gold harnesses and are covered with valuable brocade embroidered with the coat of arms of the Holy Family. The drivers are two beautiful young men with daggers on their waists.
but--
(Not a carriage!)
(I can’t see the faces of His Highness and the Young Master!)
(Could it be true as the rumors say—)
Tension spread among the crowd, and finally, someone couldn't help it!
"——Your Highness! What exactly happened a month ago? Are you and Master Lucien really safe and sound?"
A shout broke the false calm and everyone held their breath.
Then——
"Your Highness!"
"Who on earth wants to harm you?"
"Your Highness! Please come out and talk to us! Let us make sure you are safe!"
"Your Highness—"
“…”
"Damn it!"
The tribune, frightened by the sudden situation, turned pale. He rode to the carriage, which had been blocked by the noisy crowd and had to stop, and said tremblingly, "Your Highness, the situation outside is a bit chaotic. Please enter the academy with the young master as soon as possible."
"Um?"
Inside the carriage, Yaris, who was sitting side by side with his brother Lucien, slowly turned his head and glanced at the tribune who was scratching his head anxiously. A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Don't worry."
"But--"
"They are not thugs, they are kind citizens who are concerned about the safety of our brothers."
He turned his head and smiled at his brother beside him.
Lucien nodded.
The handsome young man driving the carriage jumped out and opened the golden door for his master.
Wow!
The crowd erupted in excitement again, cheering ecstatically.
Yaris walked out of the carriage with his brother and waved his hand lightly, and the scene suddenly fell silent.
(Excellent control ability.)
Xiao Yun looked at this scene in shock.
But he soon realized - the shock was too early!
"Citizens of the Empire, I deeply feel your love for our brothers!"
"You love us and care for us so much, waiting here early in the morning just to make sure we are safe. This sincerity is more precious than pearls from the deep sea, more blazing than the gold at the center of the earth. But, citizens of the Empire, haven't you always been clear about the significance of the Holy Family to the Empire, and the fate and responsibility we brothers bear?"
"If you are citizens of the Empire, if you love our country as deeply as I do, then please do not pursue the truth of what happened a month ago. Compared to the truth of that incident, peace at this moment is the most important!"
"Please don't let your emotions get the better of you! Don't let a momentary impulse destroy this precious peace! If you still want to respect and trust me, please listen to me once again! Understand me! Okay?"
“Wow—”
The crowd cheered again.
Jarris smiled and waved to the crowd, then took Lucien back to the carriage.
The team continued to move forward.
In the carriage, Xiao Yun couldn't help but whisper, "Those words just now—"
Yaris didn't answer, but gently held his brother's hand, and his thoughts flowed into his mind.
[You haven't grown wings yet, so we must be as low-key and patient as possible.]
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“—Your Highness!”
As soon as the car door opened, the new dean appointed by Emperor Edmund, Canoa Duren, immediately stepped forward with a flattering look on his face and tried to hold Yaris's ivory-white hands.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Yaris, who had spent five years at the Royal Academy reading through the entire collection of the Royal Library and receiving instruction from numerous teachers, smiled politely, dodged Durham's outstretched hand, and proactively greeted his teacher, Vice Dean Professor Allen. "I used to worry about you by always taking sick leave."
"Your Highness is always so gentle."
Professor Allen smiled knowingly, and his eyes immediately fell on Lucien: "Sir, are you determined to complete your studies this time?"
As the highest institution of learning in the Western Continent, the Royal Academy has rules and regulations that are more complicated and strict than those of the Knights Templar.
Lucien was sent to the Royal Academy by his brother six years ago. Unable to bear the strict rules of the Royal Academy, he had skipped school many times. Four years ago, he even took the extreme action of running away from home. He has not yet completed the minimum two years of study.
“If you don’t like literature, politics, military affairs, and history, you can choose other fields.”
The Vice Dean said kindly, "Although the above four courses have always been compulsory courses for members of the Holy Family."
"Lucien, haven't you always wanted to learn music?"
Yaris turned his head and whispered, "Edmund requires you to complete your studies, but he did not specify the direction of your studies."
"I……"
Xiao Yun looked up and glanced at Dean Duren, who was looking at him with a fierce look of resentment because of being rejected by Yaris. So he said with embarrassment: "I am the younger brother of my elder brother, so I must respect tradition."
"Lucien, you don't have to force yourself."
“I don’t think it’s forced.”
"That--"
Yaris looked up and said, "Dean Durham, can Professor John be my brother's tutor?"
"certainly--"
Kanoa Duren gritted his teeth and said reluctantly, "Okay."
"John—"
Yaris waved to John Deere.
The youngest professor of the Royal Academy quickly stepped forward, knelt on one knee, and kissed Yaris's fingers devoutly: "Master."
"From now on, you are Lucien's mentor."
Yaris smiled gracefully and handed Lucien to John Dill. "Take him to familiarize himself with the college and arrange his accommodation. I have some academic matters to discuss with the dean and vice dean."
"As you wish."
Then, Yaris hugged Lucien once more and promised gently, "Lucien, this is only a temporary separation. I will come to the academy to visit you soon."
"elder brother--"
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John Deere led Lucien on the lawn of the Royal Academy, introducing the buildings along the way as well as the history and traditions of the Royal Academy.
"Legend has it that the Royal Academy has a history of five thousand years, and its first president was the great god of knowledge. According to real records, the Royal Academy's predecessor was a seminary established by the Twin Gods' priests to cultivate clergymen's copying and calculation skills. After the rise of royal power, the seminary gradually transformed into the Royal Academy..."
"Here, everyone—professors and students alike—is proud to dedicate themselves to the god of knowledge, upholding the sacred principle that even the emperor must bow to the truth. For five thousand years, wars have repeatedly torn our country apart and destroyed our buildings, but as long as the flame of knowledge remains burning, the academy will be reborn from the ruins..."
"—The tall black tower across the street is the Magic Tower. The large complex of buildings centered around the Magic Tower belongs to the Magic Guild. Although they exist on the same land, there is almost no communication between the Magic Guild and the Royal Academy."
At this point, John paused and said, "Master Lucien, are you really determined to complete your studies?"
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