??Chapter 900: Chapter 888: How Do I Explain This to My Parents When I Get Ho?
Chapter 900: Chapter 888: How Do I Explain This to My Parents When I Get Ho?
When the majesty of the Ancient Dragon descended, the Golden Sub-dragon, whose wings had gone limp and was about to fall, drove its forelimbs straight into the wall of the teaching building, sparing itself and its master from making too much of a spectacle.
“Tsk, it is indeed the Sinapus Dragon Clan Academy!” The knight on the Golden Sub-dragon was clinging desperately to the protruding scales on its mount. However, at this mont, he was unconcerned with his own disheveled state, instead looking at the Golden Path beside him with eyes full of envy.
Although during his high school years, he had dread of one day setting foot on this Golden Path, he eventually woke up from that dream. As a Dragonkin, to enter this academy created specifically for the Giant Dragon, one needed to possess combat strength and talent on par with a dragon of equal class.
“Aeolus, stop dawdling and get going!” Seeing Aeolus standing motionless at the starting point of the Golden Path, the Wyvern Knight’s eyes were filled with envy, and also a hint of awe.
After all, any student admitted to the Sinapus Academy was considered a monstrous existence recognized by the dragons.
Hearing this prompt, Aeolus took a look around and first saw the dragon girl Eddy with a face full of dejection and loss, as she acutely felt the huge gap that existed between herself and the one she loved at this mont.
Then, Aeolus saw those around him who were intimidated by the Dragon Prestige yet still looked up at him with faces full of envy. Not many felt jealous of Aeolus, for they all understood that he was on a level that was simply not accessible to them.
Just now, Aeolus had already witnessed all walks of life here. Today, when the university admission notices were received, so cried, so were indifferent, so laughed wildly as if mad…
And now, under the watch of thousands of eyes filled with various emotions, Aeolus stepped onto the Golden Path. He began to move forward, approaching the golden Space Corridor, and ca before the Dragon People elder who had co specifically to guide him.
“Aeolus, I am Alfonso Lorenzo, the Ancient Golden Dragon, a teacher from Sinapus Academy’s admissions office!” Alfonso, who had transford from an Ancient Dragon into a Dragon People form, looked at Aeolus with a beaming smile.
Being assigned to guide Aeolus, he had naturally been inford of the truth. At this mont, it was only proper to introduce himself with his real na, to leave a lasting impression on this future heir to the Empire.
“Hello, ntor Alfonso!” Aeolus greeted with polite respect.
“Good,” Alfonso, the Ancient Golden Dragon, twinkled his eyes with a smile upon being addressed as ntor by the Empire’s future heir, “Now follow
to Sinapus Academy!”
“Right now?” Aeolus blinked in mild surprise. Although Muria had not yet announced the establishnt of the Empire to the world, creatures living on the Senapus Subcontinent all considered themselves part of the world’s eleventh Empire, and the Senapus, high above the sky with its exact location unknown, was universally acknowledged as the Imperial Capital in their hearts, and the place they most yearned for.
This was also a place Aeolus longed to see; with his mories sealed, he naturally yearned for the Imperial Capital. But this was different from what he had anticipated.
He had planned to go ho first to see his parents and his three sisters, to share news of his own situation, and also to announce the good news that he had beco a university student.
“Of course, ti is of the essence. Your courses are going to be quite hectic!” Said Alfonso, the Ancient Golden Dragon, with a cheery expression, “You will start your classes today.”
“I am to start classes imdiately after going there?” Aeolus was sowhat taken aback. He rembered that, traditionally, after receiving the admission notice, one would typically wait for two months before the university would officially start classes.
“Yes, you should know one thing: the Sinapus Dragon Clan Academy is not a true university in the traditional sense. It is an academy established for the dragon race, with departnts including Pre-School, Primary School, Junior High School, Senior High School, and University. Your current level of knowledge barely qualifies you for the Senior High School Departnt, and you would struggle to keep up with the classes.”
“So…” Aeolus’s expression beca very awkward. He seed to have guessed what was about to happen.
“Based on the amount of knowledge taught in the human curriculum, you don’t need to go to the Pre-School Departnt, but you will have to enter the Primary School Departnt to start over!” said Alfonso with a grin,
“Don’t feel like we are intentionally making it difficult for you. It is because the human curriculum and the dragon curriculum are completely different. Our academy’s grading system is the sa as humans’, but it’s based on a ten-year interval for each level.
So, if you were a true Giant Dragon, you’d be in the second grade of the Primary School Departnt of the Dragon Clan Academy. You might find this lengthy period of study a bit unfamiliar at first, but I believe that after so ti, you will adapt to it.”
“…” At this mont, Aeolus’s face was incredibly stiff, his lips moved, wanting to say sothing, yet he wasn’t quite sure what to say.
…
“Hahaha, I’ve finally seen the look on my brother’s face!” Within a Spatial Rift, a certain Loli, who had been spying on this scene, laughed so hard she rolled on the ground, her golden hair a ss.
“My brother has grown accustod to the human sixteen-year education system, and now he’s suddenly required to integrate into the Dragon Race’s one hundred and sixty-year education, and that starting from scratch. Such drastic disparity will inevitably lead to a very interesting expression on my brother’s face,” said the speaker.
Standing by her side, Gladys wore an expression of absolute confidence, her platinum blonde hair cascading around her, and her ten Light Wings behind her shedding specks of holy light.
Although Tiffany, standing to the side, laughed the hardest, it was she, with a reserved smile, who had proposed this action. Even though she appeared pure white and holy on the outside, inside, a hint of darkness had begun to erge.
“Boring!” Yawned Ketiya, who was off to one side playing with a Hamr. She looked utterly uninterested; Gladys had just brought her here from the Titan Islands, interrupting a battle in the process.
“Young sister, this won’t do. You can’t just know battle; there are many other joys in life you must learn to discover. Otherwise, if you indulge in battle every day, such a life is too dull,” Gladys said as she glanced at her younger sister, frowning because she noticed the Hamr that Ketiya was tossing around was stained with blood that sparkled with golden Lightning Arcs. If she wasn’t mistaken, this blood was likely from a Pureblood Titan only slightly older than Ketiya.
“But I feel there are no joys in life; instead, in battle, I can easily find a lot of joy,” Ketiya said casually.
“Although the three Princesses are all siblings, their personalities are completely different.”
Behind these three petite Lolis, Ancient Green Dragon Fiona watched the three esteed princesses with an expression of emotion. She was the one who had created this Spatial Rift.
She had now beco sothing of a nanny, but Fiona didn’t have too many complaints about such Arrangents. Now in all of Sinapus, anyone who wasn’t blind could see how much Prince Mureya adored his three daughters.
As long as she took care of or pleased the three Loli princesses, it was akin to indirectly pleasing Prince Mureya, and would there be any shortage of benefits then?
…
The heart of Aeolus was filled with infinite wistfulness and complexity because he truly didn’t know how to reflect on his current predicant. It was an opportunity many Dragonkin creatures dreamt of, yearning to enter the Dragon Clan Academy. He should have been overjoyed to be able to study there, from the bottom of his heart.
But now, Aeolus felt extrely awkward. Although the Academy had arranged for him to start in the Primary School Departnt based on his actual situation, how was he to explain this to his parents when he got ho?
Was he supposed to say: Mom, Dad, I have now enrolled in the Imperial Capital’s Dragon Clan Academy, but I am in the Primary School Departnt, and it will be over a hundred more years before I can attend the University Departnt!
How was he to broach such a topic when his classmates were happily attending university, while he was off to primary school—and one that promoted students every ten years at that?
His parents, if they were anywhere near normal, might find it hard to accept such a situation. But to ask him to give up, he absolutely didn’t want that.
However, thinking about it, if he ran into his university classmates four years later, just after they had all graduated, and they happened to ask about each other’s situations, it would indeed be an explosively awkward conversation.
When others asked him where he worked, what could he say at that ti? That he was still in primary school? University was still a long way off!
Although Aeolus was sowhat uncomfortable with the Academy’s arrangent, he ultimately followed Professor Alfonso across the vast expanse of space to arrive within Sinapus. After all, he still needed to attend school.
“This is Sinapus!” Above the vast Cloud Sea, within the lowest tier of Floating City in Sinapus, Alfonso brought Aeolus here, then gestured to the surrounding Floating Cities and said with pride,
Sinapus is made up of one hundred thirty-two Floating Cities transford from Cloud Islands, a movable Airspace, which was likely to beco the future Imperial Capital of Prince Mureya’s Empire.
“This is where Ten Thousand Dragons gather, and you can et any breed of Giant Dragon here. So, you may also refer to Sinapus as Dragon Island.”
Aeolus looked up at the different breeds of Giant Dragons shuttling through the Floating City, his eyes gleaming. It was his first ti seeing such a large number of Giant Dragons.
“Heh, Dragon Island, such a lousy na seems to be one you dragons ca up with yourselves! His Majesty Prince Mureya has never acknowledged that title, though!” Just then, a slightly mocking voice reached his ears.
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