“...... Very good, I will remember, the etiquette class might as well be flexible, also three nights a week, applied to the practice, anytime, anywhere. Mobile"

Gilbert's words rang in his ears, pulling him back to reality.

Tails struggled not to look at the schedule on his lap and struggled not to calculate how much free time he had left in the week, and he took a breath.

"As for what you say, ancient and foreign. ”

The prince nodded:

"Well, the ancient imperial language. ”

"The Northlanders despise this thing. ”

"But it's still the old crow, and it insists on putting it back in the lesson," Tails' eyes lit up, "'Don't waste so many books in the library,' he said." ”

Gilbert moved slightly.

He was a little nostalgic and a little moved:

"Yes, Mr. Sixer. ”

Tails snorted, intending to lighten the burden of the course:

"Of course, with the foundation you have laid and years of conscious reading, I am still quite relaxed in the ancient imperial language. ”

"As for my classmates," Tails shrugged:

"Well, I'm afraid she doesn't think so. ”

Remembering the scene where Thelma was in a daze in front of a book of "Selected Political Satire Poems of the Age of Kings and City-States" written in the antique ancient imperial language, biting her nails and looking around, and occasionally casting a frightened glance at herself as she turned the page, Tails suddenly felt extremely happy.

And decided never to tell her the secret to fast reading:

Can't read it?

Then skip it!

At this moment, Gilbert suddenly spoke:

"So, does Mr. Heather teach Ancient Imperial or Modern Imperial Literature?"

Tails was stunned for a moment and hesitated:

"Uh, let me think about ......"

But Gilbert nodded abruptly without hesitation, and began to rustle again:

"Understood, you need extra tutoring for both Imperial languages. ”

Both.

Tails suddenly felt a sense of sadness as he shot himself in the foot.

The Foreign Secretary raised his head:

"And a foreign language?"

The prince looked at the schedule with fewer and fewer empty spaces on the paper, and said with a bitter face:

"Well, is orc language counted?"

Gilbert raised an eyebrow and wrote with a clear look on his face, filling in the few remaining spaces:

"So you also need to tutor three languages: the ancient Hiya elf, the ancient elven, and the general elven. ”

Ha?

Tails looked up in horror.

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

"No one speaks the first two except the elves themselves and the linguists. ”

"Don't worry, all you need to learn is general elven script. ”

Watching the other party cross out a few squares again, Tails wisely swallowed the phrase "So Edda can speak" into his stomach.

"Very well, then, grammar, history, etiquette, language, the basic classes of your course are over," Gilbert said with satisfaction:

"Then there's the second category. ”

What the?

And also?

Tails was heartbroken again.

The first category is enough for him!

However, Gilbert's next sentence caught his attention:

"Philosophy. ”

At that moment, Tails was stunned again.

A few seconds later, ignoring the pressure of schoolwork, Tails was firmly surprised:

"Philosopher...... Zhe what?"

Gilbert raised his head seriously and pronounced the words:

"Philosophy, as it was called, is an extremely broad discipline. ”

"Today, especially in your curriculum, it includes math, nature, art, and theology. ”

What the?

Mathematics, Nature, Art, Theology?

Tails was surprised:

"Is it all in philosophy?"

Gilbert smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically in the same sentence:

"Which ones, can't they be put in philosophy?"

Tails waved his hand.

"I know what you mean," the duke said, somewhat confused.

"But I don't think that a narrow and specialized philosophy is so specific, doesn't it answer some broad and profound ultimate question?"

As if he wanted to joke with him, the Foreign Secretary repeated the same thing:

"So what do you think is the question that doesn't fall under the category of 'broad and profound ultimate questions'?"

Tails was stunned for a moment, then scratched his head, God, this must have been infected from Cohen.

"Uh...... 'What are you going to eat today?'"

He asked, dumbfounded.

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

"First of all, the question of 'what to eat' can also be very profound......

He looked at His Royal Highness the Prince earnestly:

"Secondly. ”

"Your Highness, a scribe or a civil servant from an academy, if he works hard enough to read the classics, he can also be proficient in grammar, knowledgeable in history, decent in manners, and proficient in languages. ”

"A civilian knight from a conscription or city defense team, as long as he works hard enough and practices martial arts, he can also achieve martial arts, command if he is determined, invincible on the battlefield, and repeatedly make military exploits. ”

"They all have the opportunity to be knighted one day. ”

Gilbert's eyes sharpened:

"But how can you distinguish between you being a true nobleman of great significance and not being you?"

Tails gave him an awkward smile back.

I don't know.

After all, it's my first time......

Be an aristocrat.

Fortunately, he tried to suppress the phrase "golden blood?" that he had been caricatured countless times in his throat.

Gilbert smiled mysteriously.

"If you're not used to it, Your Highness, just take it as a nice name: philosophy. ”

Gilbert looked out the window, his eyes yearning:

"You know, as early as before the imperial period, philosophy was all-encompassing, once called 'the study of ten thousand laws', it was a compulsory course for the nobles, and the knights at that time got on the horse to hold the soldiers, and dismounted to talk about philosophy. ”

The study of ten thousand laws?

What Ashida said about the "seat of all laws......

Tails silently watched.

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

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

Gilbert just looked at him from afar, with a smile on his lips, and did not answer.

Unable to find the words, Tails could only let out a breath.

"You know, you're reminding me of the old raven again. ”

The Duke of Star Lake recalls the past:

"Arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, and geography, although the aristocratic education of the Northland put them into military classes, but the old crow separated them separately, and explained them separately in each of the four courses, with a separate bibliography. ”

"And the old crow doesn't just talk about simple arithmetic, but ......"

Gilbert suddenly answered:

"Algebra?"

Tails' eyes lit up:

"That's what he taught you?"

Gilbert chuckled.

"It's a compulsory course at Dragon's Kiss Academy, it's an old tradition from a long time ago, and Mr. Sexer brought some to his home class. ”

The Foreign Secretary said quietly:

"At the very least, all students at Dragonkiss Academy must learn the principles and formulas for solving general algebras, such as quadratic equations. ”

What the?

"Quadratic equations?"

Or is it compulsory?

Tails chuckled dryly:

"Why? Why don't you just learn the equations of the fifth, sixth, and seventh degrees?"

Unexpectedly, Gilbert recalled it with extra seriousness:

Mr. Heather said that no one seemed to have yet found a way to solve the equation of the fifth degree, and that there were some methods in the imperial era...... Some people have found it, but they have been lost after the end of the battle......"

"It is said that some scholars who have spent their lives have studied more deeply, and their algebra is no longer limited to referring to simple numbers, but to objects beyond imagination that are beyond reality, and they can even find ways to accurately refer to direction and space, movement and change, for which their arithmetic paper can spread several whole floors......"

"Uh, Gilbert, you can stop here," Tails 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, although my classmates are the other way around......"

Sorry, but I'm not as interested in math as a little girl from the Northland.

Tails thought half-teasingly, half-helplessly.

What a disgrace to our imperial traditions.

Gilbert lowered his head and continued to start the game of filling in the grid:

"...... Beyond Mathematics"

"From geography, broaden knowledge and broaden horizons;"

"Art encompasses music, painting, sculpture, dance, poetry, drama, cultivating body and mind, and cultivating temperament. ”

"As for theology, well, it's more esoteric, you'll know. ”

"They add up to the required weekly schedule, well, I'll take a look at ......"

Tails grew more and more tired as he listened.

Gilbert frowned and picked up the draft schedule:

"Oh, it seems that the schedule is a little overwhelmed......"

"It's okay, I'll go back and arrange the proportion of basic and philosophy courses, and both will be mixed......"

Tails thought he was unlucky and closed his eyes.

But he remembered something, and immediately opened his eyes, and asked:

"Wait, Gilbert, did you just say that there are three categories?"

Gilbert looked at him with a teachable expression:

"Yes, the third category, the practical category, this will be reported to His Majesty for decision......"

And also?

Tails said sadly:

"Practical?"

Gilbert cleared his throat and continued to make notes on the piece of paper that foreshadowed Tails' future fate:

"For example, the practice of ruling is especially needed by large families above the earldom level. ”

"Military Command and Logistics, Government Reporting and Handling, Agriculture and Commerce, Finance and Taxation, State Politics and Diplomacy, Religious and Aristocratic Relations, Law and Jurisprudence......"

"But this is not something that ordinary college teachers can teach, and it often needs to be combined with actual situations and examples, and it is best to have personal experience......

Gilbert finished remembering something, looked up and squinted and smiled:

"Don't be in a hurry for the time being, let's finish the previous content first. ”

He happily looked at the schedule in his hand:

"So, grammar, logic, rhetoric in grammar lessons, ......"

"Then there are history lessons, etiquette lessons, and we have to do some fine-tuning of the center of gravity......"

"Two ancient imperial scripts, plus general elven scripts, I guess you've almost forgotten the foundation of the latter......"

"Then there are mathematics, nature, art, theology, well, these four subjects have to be subdivided according to your interests, and the teachers you can find, such as art, I recommend ......"

"As for the detailed selection of instructors, let me take a look at it again, it is best to find a different one for each course, so that you feel a sense of novelty and enjoy the class......"

"Practical class has to make a separate note......"

Listening to his words, Tails' expression experienced the initial panic, pain, and sadness, and now, it has gradually become numb.

"Very good, that's all for your three types of courses. ”

Gilbert laughed so hard that his teeth were bared:

"Happy studying. ”

Tails glanced at the almost filled schedule, and suddenly turned pale:

"You think, you think I can handle it?"

Gilbert shook his finger, full of confidence.

"No, no, no, others may not know, but six years ago, I witnessed your learning progress, Your Highness, a genius. ”

And so on, and so on.

The corners of Tails' mouth twitched.

"I'm sure these courses will be a piece of cake for you. ”

"And, six years ago, when you were a child, didn't you say to me," Gilbert blinked, full of relief at finding a good student:

"You enjoyed the class the most. ”

Tails' eyes darkened.

Gilbert.

You...... Did you misunderstand something?

Would it be useful if he said now that his brain had been broken by the Northlanders?

But the foreign secretary, apparently, did not understand his feelings:

"Then I'll take my leave, I'll come back tomorrow, you have to get your grammar lesson ready!"

Tails doesn't remember how he sent Gilbert away.

All he remembered was nodding his head and smiling, smiling and nodding.

By the time Tails came to his senses, he was already standing in the doorway of the reception room.

At this moment, a voice that was no longer so unfamiliar sounded from behind him.

"It's over?"

Tails looked back.

"Very well, the Alert Hall has just sent someone to disperse the uninvited guests who want to visit the Duke. ”

The captain of his personal guard, Lord Marlos the Watchman, still had that breezy smile:

"Then you should have time, right?"

Tails looked at him numbly, not knowing why.

I saw Marios grinning, and the person who saw it was like a spring breeze.

"Ready, Your Highness, our drill begins tomorrow. ”

Oh.

Tails also came back to his senses abruptly.

Wait a minute.

"......"

Tails recovered from his numbness, and he turned sharply, his eyes suddenly dilated:

"what?"

Marlos frowned slightly.

"Didn't Count Cassel tell you?"

Tails shook his head subconsciously.

The watchman stepped forward and squinted at His Excellency the Duke:

"In addition to the complex courses of basics, philosophy, and practice, the nobles of the stars have the most important point. ”

The most important point?

Marlos nodded and smiled:

"Since the time of the kings, it has been the most crucial criterion for proving that the status of nobles is different from that of commoners. ”

Again?

An ominous premonition hit Tails.

Just hear Marios smile and speak:

"Martial arts. ”

Tails didn't react, and was speechless for a moment.

Three seconds later.

The prince took a deep breath:

"No, I learn martial arts, so ...... What does it have to do with you......"

Marhros interrupted him with a standard courtesy:

"Unfortunately, in Lower Tormond Marios, who has just been assigned to you by His Majesty ......"

"Martial arts instructor. ”

Tails froze.

Marlos raised his head, his face full of spring breeze:

"So seven days a week, I need you to take out seven early mornings and seven afternoons, starting tomorrow, six in the morning and five in the afternoon, please move to the training ground in the backyard on time. ”

"Follow me and practice well. “

The last few words, he uttered with great pleasure.

Tails stared blankly at him, unable to utter a word.

And Marios patted him on the shoulder and let out a friendly smile: "Don't worry, Your Highness. ”

"Our days are long. ”

Tails took a breath and walked forward numbly, oblivious to the amused gaze of the man behind him.

But Marlos stopped him.

"Your Excellency, Duke. ”

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

His smile was gentle and generous, but in Tails' eyes, it looked evil: "If there is a bump......"

"Please bear with me. ”

Marlos saluted, smiled, and turned away.

The prince was left alone, messy in the morning light.

At this moment, Tails had mixed emotions.

The mind is gloomy.

It took him a long time before he walked out of the living room with a haggard face.

Get ready to enjoy your rice worm life one last time.

The prince suddenly understood.

It turns out that before in the Northland, it was just a ...... of this world

Nine years of compulsory education.

Tails exhaled in pain.

Now, he is finally fourteen years old......

The ......

Tails thought desperately:

It's high school.

Seeing the Duke walk over with a numb face, Doyle in the distance shook his head.

Unfortunately, the boy was in a bad mood just in time for Marios to be threatened by a fat nobleman.

But......

Doyle looked at Tails' dejected appearance.

Hey, our second prince, Duke of Star Lake, this won't work?.

He rolled his eyes and scratched his chin.

You know, the female officials in the palace ......

I'm still waiting to teach him a lesson on sexes.

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