Kingdom’s Bloodline

Vol 2 Chapter 518: Going to high school

Chapter 518 went to high school

"...very good, I will remember, the etiquette class may be flexible, the same three nights a week, applied to the actual, anytime, anywhere."

Gilbert’s words rang in his ears and pulled him back to reality.

Tyres tried not to look at the schedule on the other's knees, and tried not to calculate how much free time he had left in a week. He took a breath.

"As for what you said, old and foreign."

The prince nodded:

"Well, the ancient Empire."

"Northerners are very disdainful."

"But still the old crow, he insisted on putting it back into the course," said Tyres. "Don't waste so many ancient books in the library," he said."

Gilbert made a slight move.

He is somewhat missed and moved:

"Yes, Mr. Hicks."

Tyres smiled and tried to ease the burden of this course:

"Of course, there are foundations you have played and years of conscious reading. I am still very relaxed in the ancient Empire."

"As for my classmates," Tells shrugged:

"Well, I am afraid she will not think so."

I remembered that Selma was in a daze in front of a book called "The Kings and the Politics of the City-State Era" written in the antique ancient imperial language. He bit his nails and looked around, and occasionally cast a look of horror at himself. At the time of Tilston, I felt very happy.

And decided to never tell her the secret of quick reading:

can not read it?

Then skip it!

At this time, Gilbert suddenly opened:

"So, does Mr. Hicker teach ancient empire, or is it a modern empire?"

Taylors hesitated and hesitated:

"Forehead, let me think about it..."

Gilbert nodded without hesitation and started to write rustling again:

"Understood, you have two kinds of imperial texts - all need extra tutoring."

Two.

Taylors suddenly had the sorrow of lifting his own rock and licking his own feet.

The Foreign Minister raised his head:

"And foreign language?"

The prince looked at the less and less schedule on the paper, bitterly said:

"Amount, is the orc language?"

Gilbert raised his eyebrows and bowed his face with a blank face, filling up with few spaces left:

"So you still need to tutor three languages: the ancient Greek elf, the Gurion elf, and the general elf."

what?

Taylor looked up in horror.

"Just kidding, Your Highness," Gilbert looked up and laughed:

"Unless the elves themselves and the linguists, no one will talk about the first two."

"Reassured, you only need to learn the general Elf."

Looking at the other side and pulling off a few plaids again, Tells wisely swallowed the phrase "So Eda will speak?"

“Very good, then, grammar, history, etiquette, language, the basic classes in your course are over,” Gilbert said with satisfaction:

"The next is the second category."

what?

and also?

Tyres was a heartache again.

The first category is enough for him!

However, Gilbert’s next sentence caught his attention:

"philosophy."

At that moment, Taylors stopped again.

After a few seconds, without the pressure of classwork, Taylors was really surprised:

"Zhe... what?"

Gilbert raised his head seriously and bitterly pronounced:

"Philosophy - this is an ancient term, an extremely broad subject."

“Put it today, especially in your course, which includes math, nature, art, and theology.”

what?

Mathematics, nature, art, theology?

Tyres surprised:

“Is this all in philosophy?”

Gilbert smiled slightly and asked in the same sentence:

"Which can't be put in philosophy?"

Tyres waved his hand.

"I know what you mean," the Duke had some doubts:

"But I thought that the narrow and specialized philosophy is not so specific. Isn't it answering some of the broad and profound ultimate questions?"

The Foreign Secretary seems to be joking with him, repeating it again:

"So what do you think is not a 'wide and deep end problem'?"

Taylors stunned and then scratched his head - God, this must have been infected from Cohen.

"Amount... 'What do you eat today?'"

He asked dumbly.

Gilbert put down his glasses and took a breath and sat down.

“First of all, the question of ‘what to eat’ can be very high...”

He looked at the prince of the prince with a heavy heart:

"Second."

"His Royal Highness, a scribe or a civil servant from a college, can do a good job of grammar, knowledge of history, etiquette and proficiency in language if he is hard enough to read the classics."

"A civilian knight from a recruiting or city defense team, as long as they work hard enough to practice martial arts, they can also be martial arts. If the command is determined, the battlefield will be invincible, and the battle will be repeated."

"They all have the opportunity to be crowned one day."

Gilbert’s eyes sharpened:

“But how to distinguish you from a long-established, truly noble aristocrat, and they are not?”

Taylors gave him a sly smile.

Not quite sure.

After all, I am also the first time...

Be a nobleman.

Fortunately, he tried to put the sentence "golden sparkling blood?" that he was satirized countless times in his throat.

Gilbert mysteriously smiled.

"If you are not used to, Your Highness, then just use it as a good name: philosophy."

Gilbert looked out the window and saw the yearning:

"Be aware that before the imperial period, philosophy was all-encompassing. It was once called "the study of the law of the law." It was a compulsory course for the nobility. At that time, the knights took the troops and went down to talk about Zhe. Aristocratic children, who have not learned or studied philosophy, can only learn profoundly or not."

The law of law?

With the "the seat of the law" that Eichda said...

Tyres silently pays attention.

"But it contains content, mathematics, nature, art, theology, it seems to be..."

The prince struggled to find an adjective, but he eventually failed.

Gilbert just looked at him from afar, his mouth was smiling, and he didn't answer.

The singer who can't find the word can only breathe a sigh of relief.

"You know, you remind me of the old crow."

The Duke of Star Lake recalls the past:

“Arithmetic, Geometry, Astronomy, Geography—Although the aristocratic education in the Northland put them into the military class, the old crows dismantled them separately, and each of the four courses explained them separately.”

"And the old crows don't just talk about simple arithmetic, but..."

Gilbert suddenly answered:

"Algebra?"

Tyres shines:

"He also taught you this way?"

Gilbert chuckled.

"This is a compulsory course for the Dragon Kiss Academy. It is a long tradition ago. Teacher Hicks brought some to his family class."

The Foreign Minister is secluded:

“At the very least, the students at the Dragon Kiss College must learn the principles and formulas that solve the general algebra—such as the quadratic equation.”

what?

"Four equations?"

Still compulsory?

Taylors laughed dryly:

“Why? Why not just learn five times and six times and seven equations?”

Unexpectedly, Gilbert recalled it seriously:

"Mr. Hicks said that it seems that no one has yet found a way to solve the fifth-order equation. It is said that there are some laws in the Age of Empires... Some people have found it, but they have lost it after the end of the war..."

"It is said that some scholars who have spent their lives have studied more deeply. Their algebras are not limited to the category of simple numbers, but some objects beyond reality, beyond imagination. They can even find methods and accurately refer to them. Generations of direction and space, movement and change, for which their arithmetic paper can spread a whole few floors..."

"Forehead, Gilbert, you can stop here," Tyres began to feel a headache, and he made a stop gesture:

"You know, in the military indoor class of the Northlanders, I personally prefer astronomy and geography, even though my classmates are the opposite..."

Sorry, the interest in math is better than a little girl from the North.

Tyres is half-tuned and reluctant to think.

What really ruined our empire tradition?

Gilbert bowed his head and continued to fill the grid game:

"Besides mathematics..."

“Nature includes astronomical geography, augmented knowledge, and broadens the horizon;”

“Art is a wide-ranging music painting, sculpture, dance, poetry and drama, cultivating the body and mind, and fostering temperament.”

"As for theology, um, it's more mysterious, you will know."

"The weekly schedules they need to add together, um, let me see..."

Tyres listened more and more tired.

Gilbert frowned and picked up the draft schedule:

"Oh, it seems that the schedule can't fit..."

"It doesn't matter, I will go back and arrange the proportion of basic and philosophical courses, both of which are mixed..."

Taylors closed his eyes unlucky.

But what he remembered, immediately blinked, asked:

"Wait, Gilbert, have you just said that there are three major categories?"

Gilbert looked at him, revealing a sly expression that can be taught:

"Yes, the third major category, the practical class, this is going to be decided by the newspaper..."

and also?

Tyres is not sad:

"Practical?"

Gilbert cleared his throat and continued to note on the paper that predicted the future destiny of Tell:

"For example, the rule of practice, especially for the big families above the Earl of the Earl."

"Military command and logistics, government reporting and processing, farming and business, finance and taxation, national politics and diplomacy, religious and aristocratic relations, law and jurisprudence..."

"But this is not something that ordinary college teachers can teach. It is often necessary to combine reality with examples. It is best to have experience that you have personally experienced..."

Gilbert remembered something, looked up and smiled:

"You don't have to worry about it, let's finish the previous content."

He looked at the schedule in his hand with joy:

"So, the grammar, logic, rhetoric in the grammar class..."

"Then, history classes, etiquette classes, have to do some fine-tuning..."

"Two ancient empires, plus the general Elf, I guess your base has been forgotten..."

"There are mathematics, nature, art, theology, um, these four doors will be based on your interests, as well as the teachers that can be found, such as art, I recommend..."

"As for the detailed instructor candidates, let me see it again. It is best to find a different course in each class, so that you feel a sense of novelty and thus like to go to class..."

"The practice class has to make another note..."

Listening to his words, the expression of Thales experienced the initial panic, pain, and sorrow, and now it has gradually become numb.

“Very good, the above is your three courses.”

Gilbert smiled and his teeth were exposed:

"I wish you a happy study."

Thales glanced at the almost filled schedule and suddenly paled:

"Do you think I can handle it?"

Gilbert shook his fingers and was full of confidence.

"No, no, no one else may know, but six years ago, I witnessed your progress with your own eyes. Your Highness, you can be called a genius."

wait wait wait.

Tyre’s mouth was pumping.

“I believe that these courses are just a piece of cake for you.”

"And, six years ago, when you were a child, didn't you tell me," Gilbert blinked, full of satisfaction to find a good student:

"You like class most."

Tyres was black.

Gilbert.

You... Did you misunderstand what?

Would it be useful if he said now that his brain was broken by the Northerners?

Can the foreign minister be apparently not aware of his feelings:

"Then I will go ahead first, I will come back tomorrow, you have to be ready - grammar class!"

Taylors can't remember how he sent Gilbert.

He only remembers that he nodded his head and smiled and nodded.

When Taylors came back, he was already at the door of the hospitality room.

At this time, a sound that was not so strange, sounded from behind.

"ended?"

Taylors turned back.

"Very good, the police hall has just sent someone to disperse the uninvited guests who want to visit the Duke."

His guard captain, Lord Watcher, is still the light smile of the wind:

"So you should have time?"

Tyres looked at him numbly, not so.

I saw that Marcus grinned and saw that it was like a spring breeze.

"Ready, Your Highness, our drills begin tomorrow."

Oh.

Tyres also went back to God.

and many more.

"Fuck..."

Tyres returned from numbness, and he turned sharply, his eyes magnified:

"What are you doing?"

Marlous frowned slightly.

"The Count of Caso did not tell you?"

Taylor shook his head subconsciously.

The watchman came forward and blinked at the Duke:

"In addition to the complicated lessons of foundation, philosophy, and practice, the aristocrats of the stars have the most important point."

The most important thing?

Mallos nodded and smiled:

"From the time of the kings, it is the most critical standard that proves the difference between the nobility and the civilian status."

Come again?

The ominous premonition hits the heart of Teres.

Just listening to Mallos smiling and opening:

"Wu Yi."

Tyres didn't react, and he was speechless.

After three seconds.

The prince took a deep breath:

"No, I am learning martial arts skills, what is it with... what is it with you..."

Mallos interrupted him with a standard etiquette:

"Unfortunately, in the next Tomond Marlous, I was just assigned to you by your majesty..."

"Wu Yi teacher."

Taylors stunned.

Mallos looked up and covered the spring breeze:

"So seven days a week, I need you to take out seven early mornings and seven afternoons - start tomorrow, at 6 am and 5 pm, please move on to the backyard training ground on time."

"Follow me, good - good - **** - practice."

The last few words, the watchman, are very pleasant to say.

Taylor looked at him dumbly and couldn't say a word.

And Mallos patted his shoulder and released a friendly smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness."

"Our days are long."

Taylor took a sigh of relief and walked numbly, ignoring the interesting eyes of the people behind him.

But Mallos stopped him.

"Honorful Duke."

"There is a degree of drill, but the sword has no eyes."

His smile is gentle and generous, but in the eyes of Thales, it looks evil: "If there is a bump..."

"Please take more care."

Mallos gracefully saluted, smiled, and turned away.