This era can not be compared with later generations, the price of papyrus is still relatively expensive for commoners, generally used for formal writing, children learn to practice more with sand, so Patroclus prepared a wooden frame containing soil, waxed writing board writing can be preserved for a long time, easy to carry, and the price is low, but Patocross's parents are reluctant to spend this money. As for the folding wooden chair, it is the masterpiece of the newly built Christoya school supply store, and it is also cheap, and it is very popular with the public as soon as it is launched, much better than the simple wooden stool made by Patroclus's parents themselves.

Therefore, when Patroclus received Aguilas's gift, he jumped up and down with excitement.

"Village Chief, this ...... This ......" Pariondoros, who had just been training his son fiercely, looked both grateful and a little cringe in the face of Aguilas, a former veteran and now a very prestigious soldier, and did not know what to say.

"What is this!" Aguilas' eyes widened? "Little Cross saved several villages, and this is the reward he deserves!" I am optimistic about this child, he is bold, his brain is flexible, he is not panicked, and when he can read and count, he will be better than you in the future! ”

Receiving Aguilas's evaluation of his son, the father was so excited that he even claimed that it was.

The mother covered her face and couldn't help but shed tears. She remembered the hard days she had with her children and her husband over the years, her husband worked as a porter at the port terminal, she took her children to accept employment, helped merchants look after stalls in the market, and was busy from morning to night every day, not only had to endure discrimination and difficulties from customers, but also had to endure the scorching heat and cold, and there were several times when she fainted from heat stroke, and she had no salary, and she had to compensate for the lost goods, I really don't know how to survive those hard days...... Fortunately, thanks to the formation of the Ionian City-State Alliance and the great consul Davers in power, poor Gentile people like them had the opportunity to become citizens of the city-state, own land, houses, and live a stable and prosperous life......

Therefore, she hopes that her children will not follow her husband's old path, learn well, and become public officials in the city-state in the future, so as to live a decent life.

After breakfast, putting his school supplies into his brand new linen bag, Patroclus was led by his mother to the shrine where the house was enshrined. In the past, it was dedicated only to the humble gods of Demeter, the goddess of agriculture, and Ares, the god of war, in the hope of a good harvest in the fields and in the hope of a good harvest in the fields, and secondly, to ensure the safety and success of her husband, who served as a legionnaire in the war. It wasn't until the children were going to school that the statue of Apollo, the god of the sun, was added, because this deity was also in charge of literature and art.

Led by his mother, Patroclus finished praying to Apollo.

The mother gave four drachmas to her son, which was a school year's tuition. After much of her admonition, Patroclus was finally on his way.

At this time, the sky was just hazy, and he could still see the crescent moon on the horizon, but fortunately it was summer, and he was wearing a linen shortcoat with bare calves, otherwise the dew on the weeds by the roadside would have wet his clothes.

The cool, fresh morning breeze mixed with the smell of earth and some vanilla blew on Patroclos, and he couldn't suppress his excitement, and he roared twice when he heard "Boom!" from the canal by the dirt road. Boom! It was a frightened little fish doing something. Patroclus would have taken off his leather sandals and jumped into the ditch to make a fuss, but today his mind flew to school.

He carried a school bag, a wooden chair and a wooden frame, hummed an unknown tune, and strode forward.

On the avenue, the number of pedestrians has increased significantly. Horse-drawn carriage passengers, caravans laden with goods, farmers carrying burdens...... Of course, there are also many parents who bring their children to the school to sign up, and the bustling crowds flock to the city of Turiyi, as well as the port and the market.

In Davers's original idea, the site of the Dionian School should be built on the slope west of the city of Turiyi, on the north bank of the Delos River, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there is a large area of wasteland, which is conducive to the further expansion of the school, and in the future, the Dionian School should be built near the school, which will become the largest educational base of the Dionian League.

However, in their discussions with Kunogorata, Davers temporarily dismissed this plan, after all, most of the students of the school were children, and the school was built on the north bank of the Delos River, not only was it a long way, but it was still a bit desolate, and the children would not only consume too much physical strength, but also not very safe, so finally the school was located in the delta in the middle of the confluence of the Klatty and Koseni rivers, which was not only part of the large town of Turiyi, but also located right in the middle of the Sybari plain. For the children of Dionian citizens on the banks of the Klatty River, it will be more convenient to arrive at school on time.

None of the senators objected, because they knew that it was for the children of the citizens of Dionia, and of course for their own children, so the efficiency of the building was very high, and in less than half a year, the fence, classrooms, school buildings, and playgrounds were built, which was naturally impossible to achieve in such a short time, but the playground for the children to play and train was large enough to accommodate all the parents and children who came to sign up today.

Thousands of people crowded the playground, and for fear of accidents, Ansitanos also called in a patrol to maintain order.

Patroclos stood in the middle of the line, looking around. He found that there weren't many kids like him who came to sign up alone, and there were very few kids like him, so he felt a little uncomfortable when a lot of curious eyes were on him.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the procession behind him, and the noise became louder and louder, and everyone around him looked back, which made Patroclus very curious.

"It's Lord Davos's wife, Christoia, and his daughter!"

"Master Davers is very young, how can his daughter be so old?!"

"It was his adopted daughter, said to be the daughter of Marcellis, the former consul of Amendolara......"

……

Davers-sama's daughter?! Patroclus listened to the discussion of the people around him, and his heart was even more curious, he squatted down, looked up through the cracks in the people, and saw a tall adult woman, with an elegant temperament, and a beautiful countenance, just like Aphrodite, the god of beauty that he had imagined in his young heart, with indescribable beauty. And beside her was a cute-looking girl, in the face of onlookers, although she was a little shy, but at the same time quietly and curiously observing the surroundings, when she noticed the pair of young eyes in the slit, she did not dodge, but opened wide bright and shining eyes to look at the past.

Patroclus hurriedly and shyly avoided it.

"Ma'am, please come to the front!" Not only out of respect for Davers, but also out of gratitude to Christoya, because her bank helped so many families, so many people were willing to give up their places.

Christoya thanked her, but politely declined. As the wife of the highest power in the Dionian Alliance, the intelligent Christoya has always demanded herself as an ordinary person in public, and does not give any truth to Davers's opponents, if it were not for the fact that today's registration is important to Cynthia, she originally planned to let Asuna accompany her daughter, so she specially dressed in a simple dress and accompanied her daughter to the Taoist school as low-key as possible, which still caused some chaos.

Order was finally restored, and school registration continued.

It was Patroclus' turn, and under the watchful eye of the staff, he said his name and that of his parents, and handed over a certificate from Aguilas.

According to the admission rules of the Ionian school: only children of full citizens of Dionya can be enrolled. On the one hand, it is to reduce the pressure on the school and control the number of students; More importantly, it was important for Gentiles and slaves to work in Dionya to know that these rights could only be enjoyed by becoming full citizens of Dionia, which made the status of full Dionian citizens even more precious and motivated them to work harder to achieve this goal.

Patroclus's parents were only prospective citizens, and he was not eligible for school. However, Aguilas applied to the Senate for his outstanding performance in the war, and the senators eventually gave him the green light as an exception in view of the child's contribution to the war. As a result, Patroclus was actually the only student in the school whose parents were not full citizens of Dionia.

He didn't know how special he was, and after the staff found his name in the student register and confirmed his identity, they looked at him with interest, took the tuition fee he paid, ticked his name, and encouraged: "You will study in Room 1 in the future." Go ahead and study hard, little one! ”

Patroclus hurried out of the crowd to the edge of the playground, where rows of buildings hung large wooden signs with Greek letters written on them.

Patroclus was dumbfounded, because he couldn't read a word, so he had to ask people.

"Hello, where is Classroom 1?"

At this time, a crisp voice came from behind him: "Classroom No. 1 is right next to you, stupid!" ”

Patroclus hurriedly turned around, only to see the daughter of the Archon Davers, whom he had seen before, standing behind him, staring at him with large sparkling eyes and a teasing smile on her round face.

"Cynthia, it's rude for you to say that, apologize to this brother quickly." Christoya rebuked her softly.

Usually Cynthia listened to Christoya's words, but she couldn't say anything in the face of the boy who was only a few years older than herself, and her little face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly turned her head away.

Christoya had no choice but to apologize to Patroclus personally.

Facing the noble consul's wife at close range, 13-year-old Patroclus was at a loss, bowed his head shyly, and said, "It's okay! It's okay......" hurriedly ran away.