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She prefers this self-study method.
However, the teachers at the Protoss Royal School of Magic are not as patient as Ranch, and few people in the Northern Continent have his unique knowledge of magic engineering.
The table became silent because of Viscount Francis' proposal. Even the servant who served the meal felt that the atmosphere was not right. He put down the meal and quickly left.
Lanqi has also learned about the school these days and roughly knows what Zestira is worried about.
The style of the Protoss Royal School of Magic is between Ikerita College and Purgatory Corridor College, but its biggest feature is different from both schools.
First of all, family background and status are particularly important. In addition to being divided into the upper and lower houses upon admission, their teachers and treatment are completely different, and aristocratic students are born with many privileges.
Secondly, the phenomenon of forming cliques among students is very serious, and there are rarely genuine friendly relationships between students.
When talking with the Silver Armor Priest, Lanqi inadvertently heard related things. It is said that sometimes when students of the Protoss Royal School of Magic fight, they not only want to kill their opponents, but may also want to humiliate and torture their opponents before threatening and controlling them. It is a place full of darkness under the rules, but correspondingly, they can also become stronger quickly.
For example, Bishop Nirvana sent the Son of Nirvana to the Protoss Royal Magic Academy to study in a disguised identity. In the end, he graduated with a bloody record and excellent grades, which made Bishop Nirvana very satisfied.
Later, even the Holy Lady of Tyranny died at the hands of the Holy Son of Extinction.
Of course, precisely because the school has a harsh elimination system, the aristocratic students who stand out from the assessment will also have more privileges and preferential treatment, even far more than ordinary teachers.
Not only can they use credits to skip grades, they also have many optional powers, which they can even share with their followers to give them more conveniences in school and better serve them.
Many people in the empire jokingly call this privilege of nobles to bring followers "Servant Summoning" - it's a competition to see who has a stronger family background.
Bringing a useful or powerful follower can make a noble's life in school much easier.
Of course, the follower cannot be higher than level 6, which is the limit for third-year students.
Many high-ranking students and even professors in the school take it as their great pleasure to assess the grades of the nobles' new servants. They even regard servants as summons, measuring their value by their rank and grade.
Zestila originally rejected the entourage arranged for her by Viscount Francis. Viscount Francis was helpless and could only respect her idea. After all, that was her character.
But now, Viscount Francis unexpectedly picked up a magic scholar of unknown rank from the southern continent at sea.
The most important thing is that Zestira is willing to get along with him, so maybe we can persuade Zestira to bring him as an academic follower. She has a serious imbalance in her studies and really needs a tutor who can make her listen.
"..."
Zestilah was silent for a long time.
She didn't really want to bring any followers with her, and she felt more comfortable being alone.
The most crucial thing is that if she cannot gain a foothold in that prison where strength and status are everything, it will not be a good job to be her follower as a half-demon. She may even be implicated by her and suffer many prejudices, discrimination, unexpected disasters and unfair treatment.
"Zestila..."
Just as Viscount Francis was about to ask about Zestila's mastery of the magic genealogy and magic engineering course content, he wanted to use this opportunity to persuade her.
"Forget it, Lord Viscount."
Lanci spoke to Viscount Francis in a gentle tone. He seemed not to want to embarrass Zestila.
"I have been plagued by bad luck since I was a child. My family's Chamber of Commerce was also implicated by me and was almost bankrupt... If I follow the young lady to the imperial capital, I am afraid that I will not only be unable to help her... I will only cause trouble for others."
As he was talking, Lanqi seemed to remember something very sad.
The table suddenly became quiet.
Such a heavy topic doesn't seem fake.
The well-educated, gentle and honest young man doesn't look like the kind of evildoer who would curse his own chamber of commerce to go bankrupt.
at last.
"I'm not afraid of trouble. I'm very good at taking care of people."
Zestila raised her head and looked at Lanqi, saying.
"Is this...?"
Lanqi hesitated.
"Come with me to the imperial capital and continue to teach me magic genealogy and magic engineering. I don't want to listen to the classes of those teachers in school."
Zestila finished speaking and focused on continuing to eat.
"Thank you, Miss Zestila."
After the two finished their conversation, the table returned to its previous tranquility, with only the occasional sound of the spoon touching the porcelain plate echoing in the dining room from time to time.
Viscount Francis: “???”
Chapter 257 Ranchi questions understanding and becomes Tata
A week later.
As night falls, the lights of the distant town gradually light up, echoing the emerging stars.
In this quiet night, the magic train moved at high speed along the rails, passing through majestic mountains, dense forests and tranquil lakes.
Inside the carriage, the lights illuminate the dark brown solid wood floor and bronze iron decorations. The elegant painted walls appear timeless, as if whispering about the traces of time.
The passengers were either standing or sitting, talking about various topics. The ladies in formal gowns, with the sipped glass of wine in their hands revealing a deep gem-red color, were whispering with their fellow passengers. In a corner of the carriage, many young people were discussing enthusiastically, their eyes full of yearning and expectation for the capital of Protoss.
The conductors, dressed in neat dark uniforms, made their routine rounds of the carriages, occasionally being stopped to ask passengers about their needs with a polite smile.
In a high-end compartment in the front carriage of this magic train, a young man and a young girl were sitting by the window.
The youth's clothing style is a mix of retro and elegance. The white long-sleeved shirt has black trims on the collar and cuffs. The fitted beige sleeveless vest is divided into diamond checkerboards by dark brown stripes. There is also a dark gray long coat hanging on the wall. His coat has a large lapel and two slanted pockets, which is quite elegant and mysterious.
This is a Northern Continent style outfit tailored for Lanqi by an old tailor in Lilom City who specializes in making clothes for Viscount Francis.
He was sitting in the carriage at the moment, reading a book quietly.
Zestila on the opposite side had already changed into the uniform of the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
Although if Zestira wore a hat to slightly cover her demon features, she could avoid many strange looks along the way, but she was not willing to cover it up.
She didn't think there was anything wrong with her demonic traits.
There is also a magic railway built in the Protoss Empire, but if you want to go to the imperial capital from a remote town like Lilom City, you must first go to the main city in the southwest before you can take this train.
Most of the time, both of them were focused on the books in their hands.
Strange scenery and lights appeared in the night and then flashed by.
Zestira closed the book in her hand and put it beside her, and then she didn't pick up another book because there was no more books to read.
She is not interested in academic books and prefers reading magic books.
However, the magic book was very troublesome to pass through security check as it was a controlled item, so she did not carry it with her.
She took a quick glance at the color of the book in Lanqi's hand and knew what he was reading.
"Chronicles of the Holy War", published by the Empire's Royal Academy of Magic Press, written by Sidor Arundel, tells the story of the war that swept across the northern and southern continents a hundred years ago, and the story of the rise and fall of the demon clan.
Although there are some fictional and dramatic elements filled in by the author's wild imagination, many of the secrets of the holy war at that time cannot be clearly explained today.
"You are indeed from the Southern Continent."
Zestila said.
She had long been convinced that Lanqi was a visitor from the Southern Continent, but when she saw him reading history books that were everywhere in the Northern Continent so seriously, it was more convincing than any evidence.
When Lanqi heard Zestira's voice, he put down the book in his hand and looked across the table with a smile.
"It's hard to tell the true and false intelligence from the Southern Continent about the Northern Continent. After being isolated, only by coming here in person can we confirm the truth."
This was a book he had borrowed from Viscount Francis.
He didn't expect that Zestira might have read this book. According to his current understanding, she should not like historical novels.
The Southern Continent was only affected by the war back then, and the specific causes, processes and outcomes of the holy war in the Northern Continent were not covered in depth. The books written by the Southern Continent about the history of the Northern Continent have more artistic elements, and it can be said that they are one part true and nine parts false.
It is not known how much truth there is in the history of the Protoss Empire. After all, history is something that requires appropriate details and omissions. Lanqi just took a look.
Zestila nodded.
She had heard many versions of the rumors about the Southern Continent, but it was obvious that most of them were false because they were too contradictory.
“Is there any allusion you don’t understand?”
She was used to teaching Lanqi, and she would subconsciously worry when she saw that he might be in trouble.
"Okay, I have a rough idea of it."
Lanqi actually already knew a small part of the background story about the Northern Continent, but unfortunately the copywriter was all Riddler.
I can only say that if you look at this book in light of the general background, it is quite easy to understand.
"That's good. Ask me if you don't understand."
Zestila said.
"it is good."
Lanci replied with a smile.
He thought about it and realized that it was rare for Zestira to be willing to chat.
So he temporarily hung up the silk bookmark attached to the book core and placed the book in his hand on the edge of the table.
“Do you have any favorite historical figures?”
Lanci asked Zestila.
When talking about history, it is best to start with the characters, because you can first infer the other party's position to avoid saying something that will spoil the other party's fun or even make him unhappy.
Zestilara thought for a moment.
"I like several of the demon generals, but my favorite is probably Talia."
"...?"
When Lanqi heard this, his expression was slightly stunned, but he quickly adjusted his expression.
He didn't expect to suddenly hear a familiar name here.
He even opened the "Chronicles of the Holy War" and flipped through it backwards, and sure enough, he saw Talia's name at a glance.
It turns out that her name can still appear in historical novels of the Northern Continent. She is indeed an antique that is hundreds of years old.
"What are the characteristics of this ancient woman?"