"The academic community believes that Attila, the leader of the ancient Xiongnu in Asia and Europe, The nomadic tribe that Attila was originally in belonged to the nomads recorded in ancient Chinese literature. Ancient Rome was a mixed ethnic group. The original ethnic composition was roughly three, namely the Etrurians, Sabines, and the Hellenians. Therefore, in 418 AD, when Attila, who was only 12 years old, was sent to the Roman court as a hostage, it was imaginable that he would inevitably become an alien among the European ethnic groups, a special existence, just like us.”
In the curved lecture hall, a silver-haired old man with his left hand in his pocket and one hand holding a textbook strolled along the aisle between the tables and chairs. His straight black suit accentuated his tall and straight figure, and an academic monocle hung on his right eye. The wrinkles carved on his face by the years seemed to be planted with nameless tombstones.
The lecture hall was completely silent, and only the rustling of paper and pen could be heard. This was probably the class environment that all the teaching staff of Kassel Academy dreamed of. It should be known that in an elite institution, there was always a lack of students who thought highly of themselves and believed that they were the saviors of the world. It was unscientific to want to set " rules " for these people and force them to abide by " discipline."
But now, the white-haired old man in the lecture hall had done it, and it wasn't through harsh punishments or promises of hospitality that he maintained the status quo. Anyone who entered his classroom at any time would find that the geniuses who used to be arrogant and ambitious were as docile as sheep, even if the shepherd wasn't holding a pointer or a hound.
Hilbert Jean Angers.
This was the name of the white-haired old man, the teacher of the " Pedigree of the Dragon Clan ", and also the current principal of this Dragon Slaying Academy who was the most respected and respected.
" When Attila was young, he performed very well in the palace. Even though his identity was limited, a genius would never be buried no matter what era he was in. He soon entered the eyes of the higher-ups of the Secret Party at that time, such as Pope Leo I, the chief member of the Senate, Avinus, and the commander of the Imperial Guards, Trigesius. They were all descendants of the dragon-slaying family. Not only did they manage the prosperous Western Rome, but they also had extremely high attainments in alchemy, dragon language, and spiritualism.”" The Secret Party's first decision is to nurture a young man who has shown outstanding blood," Angor said." Even if he is a hostage, he is still a human in the war between humans and dragons. Unfortunately, the Pope made the wrong decision back then. Before Attila realized his identity, he had already figured out all the secrets of the human hybrids. This is also one of the main reasons why Western Rome was defeated by God's Whip.”
"So Attila didn't know that he was a dragon king before he became an adult?”Someone in the lecture hall asked about the lesson plan that Principal Angers had explained.
"Good question." Principal Angor pressed down on the textbook with two fingers and glanced at the person who asked the question. He immediately saw the golden hair that was brighter than the warm yellow lights in the lecture hall."But if you hadn't fallen asleep in the last class, perhaps you wouldn't be asking this question now, Caesar Gattuso.”
In the last row, Cesare Gattuso slowly lowered his raised hand and scratched his head. The students in the classroom laughed kindly, and Ange also smiled and answered the question,"" It's very common for a Dragon King to forget a lot of memories when he wakes up from a deep sleep. It's not uncommon in history. I should have mentioned in my first class that dragons are a kind of immortal…"
Before he could finish his sentence, a knock on the door interrupted Angor's explanation. Everyone looked at the door of the lecture hall. The door was closed during class. The principal preferred to call himself an ambitious teacher rather than a dragon slayer. It was well known that one of the things he hated the most during class was being disturbed. Therefore, very few people would risk angering the principal by knocking on the door of the " Dragon Clan Family genealogy " during class, unless it was an urgent matter.
After being interrupted, Anger did not show any emotion. He did not even turn around. Instead, he raised his hand that was holding the textbook."Which student in the front row is willing to open the door for the late student?”
Late classmates?
The first-year students in the lecture hall were all stunned. They looked around to see if there were any faces missing. They had been attending classes at Kassel College for more than half a year. Based on the memory of the mixed-blood that was different from ordinary people, they probably knew how many students were attending this class. However, before the door was opened, no one found the daring guy who " skipped class."
Upon hearing Anger's words, a quick-witted young man of African descent who was sitting by the door flipped over from behind the desk to the door and twisted the door handle. As soon as the door was pushed open from the outside, a gentle apology was heard."Sorry, I woke up late this morning. My alarm seems to be broken.”
The person who walked into the classroom was a face that was unfamiliar to all the students in the lecture hall. No one had seen this young Asian boy in their usual classes. Even though he was unfamiliar, he left a deep impression on them at first sight. It was just like the historical scene that Angor had told him before. The young Dragon King Attila was sent to the European aristocratic court. Under the different faces, he showed the beauty that was common to all humans. However, even so, he still became an outlier among everyone. Everyone was watching.
"Actually, I was curious during class. Will you end your first class at Kassel Academy by skipping class? After all, in a sense, this represents the students 'attitude towards university life.”Principal Angor turned around and smiled at the Asian boy at the door. His gaze was full of scrutiny, but it was not the sternness of interrogating a criminal. Instead, it was the love of appreciating a precious jade.
"I'm sorry…Headmaster Ange." Lin Youngster, who was holding the textbook, lowered his head slightly to express his apology.
"It seems that you have done your homework. At least you know the name of the teacher of this course.”Headmaster Angers smiled magnanimously, and the lecture theater was filled with laughter."Go find a seat, Lin Nian.”
Angor's next sentence ended this abrupt interlude, but it also caused quite a commotion in the classroom. Many people looked at the boy holding the textbook beside the podium in surprise. After careful observation, many people immediately associated it with the photos in the posts on the night watchers 'forum. They recognized this late guy as the student who was about to be in the'S' grade. Some people had heard that he would be attending classes with freshmen. However, he did not expect it to happen so soon today.
"Thank you, Principal." Lin Nian's expression was calm. He was prepared to be reprimanded before he was late, but he wasn't too worried about it. After all, new students would always be forgiven if they made some mistakes when they entered the school. In contrast, what you should worry about was the teacher's first impression of you.
It seemed that Hilbert Jean Ange was not an old-fashioned person. When Lin Nian first saw him, he even thought that he had entered the wrong classroom.
This was not a mummy, but a lobster lifeguard, Larry.
He clearly remembered that his roommate Fingal had told him that the current principal of Kassel Academy was more than 130 years old. However, from the bulging biceps of the old man in a suit in front of him, Angor was really as good as Fingal had said. He wondered how he maintained his health. Did he rely on daily injections of steroids and sheep placenta?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Nian carried his book all the way to the back of the lecture hall and found a row with the least people to sit. It was worth mentioning that there was only one blond boy sitting in this row. He was attracted by his blond hair at first glance. The color of his hair was as gentle as a warm yellow lampshade.
The blond boy turned his head to look at Lin Nian's face, reminding him of the snow-white sculptures in Shilan High School's art class. The combination of beauty and toughness was like an artist's lyric poem about the ideal beauty. After looking at Lin Nian, the boy raised his eyebrows slightly and pulled open the seat beside him, indicating that Lin Nian could sit down.
All the students in the lecture hall glanced at this scene from the corner of their eyes, but none of them said anything. Lin Nian was slightly stunned, but he did not reject the kindness that came at him. He nodded and thanked him in a low voice before placing his textbook on the table and sitting down.
"Let's end the orientation here, students. The morning class is 50 minutes long, so we only have about 20 minutes to continue the lecture.”Angor patted the textbook and pulled everyone back to their senses. He smiled and asked,""Can any of you remind me where we were just now?”
"The Dragon King is an unkillable existence." Lin Nian said, and everyone's attention was drawn to him again. He flipped to the designated page of the textbook of his blonde deskmate and looked up to explain,""I stood outside the classroom for a while and took note of the topic that I interrupted the principal. This is what I should do.”
"Very good upbringing." "Yes, we were talking about the Dragon King's new life," said Anger generously.”
"Isn't it death?" someone asked.
" Theoretically speaking, the Dragon King is an 'unkillable' being. The nobler the existence, the harder it is to kill. When they sense that they are about to die, they will make bone bottles in advance and hide their remains in them. After a long time, they will break out of the coffin and welcome a new life, and they will definitely be stronger.”Holding the textbook, Anger walked down the aisle." When Attila was 12 years old, he was a hostage and did not realize his identity as the Dragon King. He was discriminated against in the palace and learned human culture at the same time. He even thought of escaping but failed. Every time he was captured, he was publicly humiliated and punished until he regained his memories. The iron fist and anger that belonged to the tyrant. Western Rome paid the price for their ignorance and contempt.”
"Cities, treasures, and princesses? It's very much like an evil dragon." The blond boy beside Lin Nian whispered.
"Are you referring to the Princess Honoria of Western Rome, who was proposed many times after Attila led his troops back to Western Rome?”Lin Nian asked softly.
"It seems that your history is not bad." The blond boy smiled and tapped his pen on the white textbook."It's hard to imagine that the Dragon King in real life would be as greedy for princesses and treasures as the evil dragons in knight novels. Do you think that the first thing a modern Dragon King would do after waking up is to snatch the princess?”
"This is the 21st century, and there are no princesses for him to fight over. As far as I know, the two most famous princesses of the current era are the eldest daughter of Prince Akishino of Japan and the granddaughter of Princess Beatrice.”Lin Nian took a pencil and buried his head in some of the notes in the textbook to make notes."Those two are about the same age as us. They can be considered to be in the prime of their lives, but I don't know what the Dragon King's criteria for choosing a spouse are. If it's about looks, then the first place he'll go after he wakes up will be to go to Disneyland.”
"Your opinion is very unique. I've been to Disneyland before, but I went secretly. I didn't stay for long, but I saw Snow White and Cinderella inside.”The blond boy immediately said that he knew about the existence of a thing like " park."
"I will propose to the board of directors that we spend more money to arrange for the Executive Board to patrol the theme parks around the world every year in case the Dragon King comes to abduct the princess as soon as he wakes up.”On the podium, Angor coughed twice and interrupted the two boys in the last row who were passionately discussing the theme park."Although I don't forbid academic discussions between students, isn't it a little too magical to talk about the disney princess in the dragon slaying class? Don't you think so? Lin Nian, Caesar?"
Lin Nian, who was in the last row, paused for a moment. He turned his head and looked at the indifferent smile on the blond boy's face. Suddenly, some of his confusion about the other party's identity was solved.
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