Chapter 128 Legends Never Die
***Edited by Kronost***
Hearing Dark's sudden question, Professor Cazer frowned: "This is not sothing you should know."
Dark thought he found the key and imdiately said, "Professor, I don't want to know the details."
"Let think."
The old goblin leaned back in his chair and tapped the tabletop with the knuckle of his middle finger.
As the hands on the clock turned little by little, the atmosphere in the office beca more and more stagnant.
Professor Cazer finally spoke, "Since you have beco curious, you will always find relevant information. But I must remind you that although I believe you know how to avoid danger, other students may not be able to, so you shouldn't tell other people what I'm about to tell you."
Dark pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Professor, I know. I won't tell anyone."
Professor Cazer ignored his promise and continued: "I can't tell you much, just the answers to these two questions."
Dark imdiately paid full attention and listened carefully.
Professor Cazer: "Saint Marian's castle doesn't exist on the continent."
Dark: "Isn't it north of the kingdom?"
Professor Cazer shook his head and said, "Of course not. The Saint Marian seen from outside is just a projection of the castle. The castle does not exist on the kingdom's territory, so it is not under the jurisdiction of the kingdom."
Dark didn't expect to get this answer. He was so surprised that he even forgot to drink tea.
Professor Cazer: "You should know that the auditorium of the open-air duelling hall and the duel venue are not on the sa plane. Those spectators who co from all over the kingdom do not actually enter the academy. It's also the sa for Traveller Street. The stone stools in the pavilion of the centre of the lake is one of the switching hubs.”
Dark said in surprise: "Then where is the real castle?"
Professor Cazer: "On the axis of ti and space."
Dark asked in confusion, "Where is that?"
Professor Cazer: "An area that is unreachable with our knowledge. We just need to know that the castle's construction can be traced back to the old days, and all the history since its establishnt will leave an image in the castle. As for how realistic the images are, it depends on the richness of the history.”
...
Professor Cazer didn't disclose much information, but it left a much bigger space for imagination.
As Dark left the office, he finally understood what Professor Didi had been referring to as "the repetition of history".
Four epochs ago, legendary alchemist Martin sacrificed 5,764,801 people to create the Tear of Moon Goddess.
Professor Didi borrowed the chanism of the castle and cleverly used the imaging of that period of ti to infinitely reduce the scale of sacrifices, and finally managed to obtain the sa experintal results.
Although the content of knowledge involved in this was beyond the reach of ordinary people in their lifeti, that was roughly what it ant.
"That is to say, whether it is the Temple of the Moon, the Goddess, or the murals and Minotaur last night, they are all projections of history?"
Dark's mind was tumbling. Never before had he felt such a thirst for knowledge about sothing.
So much so that he had to use "spiritual concentration art" to empty his brain.
"Follow the track of history and see the truth in the fog of confusion."
"It's no wonder that this era is nad after Saint Marian. It is indeed the holy place of the world."
"Whether it's rlin, Dalton, Da Vinci—most of the great magisters who had laid the foundation of magic had all been from Saint Marian."
...
After having a hasty lunch, Dark ca to the library and spent a long ti finding so books on ti and space.
However, though he could read all the words in it, he couldn't comprehend what the sentences ant.
This quickly cooled his excitent back to the normal level.
In the end, he borrowed "rlin biography- The Greatest Magister of all Ti".
This book may beco sothing special for his daily recreation for a long ti to co.
...
Five minutes to two o'clock.
All the first year students of the four Houses were already seated in the classroom.
This was not common for students who liked to procrastinate.
But since this class was taught by Principal Arte herself, it was normal.
The principal didn't have much ti.
So before the arrival of the new history of magic professor, there was a high probability that the history of magic of the first-year students would be taught in the sa classroom.
The students of the four Houses were divided into four groups, with clear distinctions.
Dark flipped through the textbook for a while, but his thoughts were not in the class that was about to start.
It wasn't until Principal Arte entered the classroom that he regained his senses.
Today's Principal Arte was calm. It seed that the Moon Goddess incident had been handled properly.
No matter what, the history of magic was finally going to start normally.
Unlike Professor Didi, Principal Arte did not follow the conventional teaching thods. She did not even use a textbook but used the context of her own experience to lightly describe the sufferings and twists-and-turns of the world when the demons were still alive.
"Before the Brave One, Valkyrie, and many other outstanding figures who ended the era of demons had yet grown up, Saint Marian, as the fortress that had held the last hope of mankind, had been spied on and invaded by the demons more than once."
"Our professors would sacrifice no less than the heroes to protect the next generation from the demons."
"But peaceful tis always make people forget the sacrifices of the past and the cruelty of war."
"And people don't rember that it's not God who took care of us in the dark."
"The history of magic is the history of magic and magisters, and it is also the history of heroes."
"Today, I will talk about the history of heroes."
"Hero—Bright Gawd!"
No one was not interested in heroes who saved the world.
People could always find the one they liked among the many heroes.
Hero Bright, advertised as The Brave One, was actually just one of the many heroes.
But today's topic was still about heroes.
White, the son of the Brave One, was obviously excited, and the students looked at him a lot more kindly.
But it was different from what the students expected.
What Principal Arte was telling was about Hero Bright's naughty student days...
"No one is born perfect."
→She presumably wanted to instil such a concept in the students.
But the students did not seem to get the point very well, and the classroom gradually got filled with a pleasant atmosphere.
White lowered his head deeply.
Despite this, Bright still revealed his potential as a hero in the story.
Although White blushed, he still listened carefully.
Principal Arte occasionally ntioned the Valkyrie who had been in the sa year as the hero, and that was when Dark listened most seriously.
According to the explanation of Principal Arte, no one expected that a little girl who liked knitting and cats would eventually beco a spiritual leader fighting on the battlefield.
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