Don't confiscate my citizenship

October has arrived.

When passing by the Luna Garden, a breeze blew, and the ginkgo leaves on the roadside fell with the wind, spreading a light yellow carpet of fallen leaves on the road.

Today is also the first Monday in October.

As the eight o'clock bell rang in the morning at St. Clair's Monastery, the morning classes had not yet started. Students wearing the uniforms of the St. Clair's Monastery Military School were already chatting in groups on the campus, discussing their homework and practical training. .

Eliot Square.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

A young and beautiful aristocratic female student ran from the empty rear and patted the blond boy in front on the back.

"What?"

The tall blond boy under the building slowly turned around and was not frightened by the silver-haired aristocratic lady.

"Starting today, our course will be replaced by a new professor."

The noble lady came closer and whispered.

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the brief glances of the students passing by.

They are located not far from the lower square of a building, in the heart of the campus of St. Clare's Abbey, next to the iconic Vinard Library and Great Hall.

This five-story giant main building is made of red bricks and gray stones. The exterior walls are dotted with holy white decorative moldings, and the simple emblem of St. Clairius Monastery is inlaid on the front triangular gable.

Below the gable are three arched doors, with the words "St. Creation Eliot House" engraved on the main entrance in the middle.

Although the vast majority of students would not be on the same course as them, it was unusual for a large monastery to recruit new professors at this time.

The highest university in the empire does not recruit ordinary professors. Those who do recruit will definitely take over complex advanced courses, and their background will definitely not be small.

"Isn't Mr. Blanc a good teacher?"

The blond boy asked.

He seemed puzzled by the school's decision.

"Professor Blanc is old. Although he can teach many courses, we can't let him be responsible for two courses starting with 4 and one starting with 5. The class schedule at the beginning of this semester is already very difficult, Principal Violet It is also promised that once Professor Blanc finds a new teacher, he will no longer have to help teach this course starting with 4. "

The noble girl spread her hands.

After all, course leaders are different from ordinary tutors. They need to coordinate the syllabus of the entire course, supervise the teaching quality, formulate unit development plans, finalize assessment models, manage teachers and teaching assistants, external liaison, etc. They need to possess management and leadership skills at the same time. ability and academic level.

You must be someone with extremely high attainments in a professional field to be able to take on the job with ease.

"In the empire today, apart from the professors who have been transferred by the imperial military, are there any people who are qualified for this kind of subject?"

The blond boy questioned.

St. Creation's Monastery has a total of 5 levels of courses. Whichever course number starts with is the level.

Generally speaking, the first three levels correspond to normal students in the three grades.

Students can apply for graduation after completing eight Level 1 courses, eight Level 2 courses and eight Level 3 courses in three years.

As for the special advanced courses at Level 4 and Level 5, they will have higher credits and challenges. Only third-year students and students who stay in school to continue their studies after graduation will choose them.

"Now that there is a gap in the demand for talents in the Creation Empire, capable people will naturally be unearthed."

The noble girl said proudly, as if she was looking forward to seeing what kind of person the new professor was.

"Anyway, let's go to the classroom first."

She stepped forward happily.

The blond boy nodded and walked into the main building of St. Creation's Monastery with her.

The entrance hall of the Eliot Building is paved with black and white marble floor tiles and has a copper chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The entire building has a total of 121 classrooms and seminar rooms, which are mainly used for undergraduate students' magic theory research and magical engineering courses. .

Classrooms vary in size, accommodating twenty to two hundred people.

In addition to ordinary classrooms, there are also advanced case-based practical teaching rooms and the Imperial Magic Engineering Laboratory to meet the needs of different courses.

The middle floor of the Eliot Building also has a staff rest area, which not only provides a space for teachers to rest and communicate, but is also an ideal place for teachers and students to discuss academic issues. In addition to soft sofas, a complete set of coffee tables and a wall of books , as well as a printing press and coffee machine for teachers.

Another eye-catching feature is its bell tower.

The towering bell tower is inlaid with four large bells. Every time the hour is struck, the melodious bells will ring through the central area of ​​St. Crego Abbey. The terrace below the bell tower is also a good place for students to gather and take a rest during their free time.

The two walked from the terrace and passed a black-haired figure with his hands on the stone fence, looking at the campus.

"To be honest, after studying here for several years, I still get lost easily in this building."

Walking into the indoor corridor again, the noble lady sighed.

"I hope the new professor won't be late."

The blond boy couldn't find the classroom for a long time when he first came here.

This building is definitely a roadie's nightmare, so it's more of an advanced course.

Whether the new teacher is reliable can be seen from whether he arrives on time for the first class.

A top university like St. Creation's Abbey should not have professors who are insufficiently prepared and lead to panic.

It is worth mentioning that the main building of Eliot Hall is also responsible for managing several major student organizations of St. Clare's Abbey, such as the St. Clare's Abbey Student Union and the St. Clare's Abbey Debating Religious Studies Society. The offices are all located in the Elliott Building, so it's easy to find the wrong classroom.

Although the Eliot Building is nearly a century old, it has not stopped moving forward. In recent years, it has undergone many renovations and technological updates to meet the needs of modern imperial teaching.

The introduction of interactive magic whiteboards, imperial coordination system coverage and other facilities has given this ancient building new vitality.

As a plaque in the fourth-floor atrium of Eliot says - "The way of education lies in enlightening the mind, pursuing truth, and continuing glory."

The Eliot Building has witnessed the nearly century-long history of St. Creation's Abbey, and every brick and tile of it is imbued with the academic atmosphere and humanistic spirit of the highest university in the southern continent.

Those who can gather here are the most promising young people in the Creation Empire today.

The two of them walked unknowingly to the spacious lecture hall deep in the corridor on the fourth floor.

Sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, coating the entire classroom of hundreds of square meters with a hazy golden color.

The classroom echoed with the laughter of the students. They greeted friends they had not seen over the weekend and chatted happily.

but.

Group divisions among students are also evident.

Although they study in the same college, the status of the students is very different.

At a glance, you can see from right to left that the students of St. Creation Monastery are divided into three areas: the aristocratic class composed of members of the royal family, great nobility, and important ministers' families, and the backbone composed of wealthy businessmen, officials, and children of remote aristocrats. Or the neutral class, a popular class composed of children from special enrollments and ordinary merchant families.

Even though they are all talented students, it is difficult for them to get rid of the shackles of status, and unknowingly they begin to form gangs based on their origins and family positions.

Although the blond boy and the aristocratic lady are qualified to join the aristocracy, they don't seem to want to reflect this sense of labeling in the class. They only found two seats in the middle and back with a good view.

It's still a while before the official class time.

Sitting in the classroom, you can hear the conversations in the classroom very clearly.

"The new professor will directly lead the level 4 class? Isn't he very powerful?"

"There is no way. Professor Blanc is already at the age where he can retire. Now he can continue to teach at St. Clare's Monastery. On the one hand, it is because of Principal Violet's retention, and on the other hand, he does not want to get involved in the recruitment of the military."

"Perhaps we really can't find anyone, so we can only hurry up and bring in a new professor to fill the vacancy."

"I heard a little bit about the new professor..."

The noble student who spoke lowered his voice.

"Any gossip?"

"He is a poor nobleman transferred from the remote northwest region of Nickasassend. He may have never been to the capital before."

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of contemptuous laughter sounded among the noble students.

In the eyes of the aristocracy, those remote and poor nobles who brought shame to the aristocracy have been expelled from the aristocracy.

As they were talking, some of them couldn't help but look at the figure of a female student with long black hair on the far left side of the classroom.

In the classroom of their course, there was a typical descendant of a declining noble.

I have to admit that she has an innate talent for magic engineering.

But she could not change her fate of being despised by the aristocracy because she chose to classify herself as a commoner.

"Then, which direction will the new professor prefer?"

"It is said that he is a young genius in magic engineering. He received a doctorate from the Empire at the age of 23, and became a professor at Northwestern University in Nyxasende at the age of 25. However, he was transferred here before he could officially teach."

Another group of students were still whispering, and some were worried.

The position of the course leader often affects students' course selection tendencies.

In some classes, you can see that most of them are aristocratic students, while in other classes, most of them are civilian students.

If it is an aristocratic professor, it will be very difficult for civilian students to pass and get high scores.

The reason why the previous Professor Blanc was liked by many students was precisely because Professor Blanc would not favor either the aristocratic faction or the popular faction, nor would he give preferential treatment or suppress students because of their origin, and he was very good to all students.

There are very few courses where you change professors midway, but if you do, it will be full of luck.

While the students were talking among themselves, the front door of the classroom was opened and light shone into the classroom.

All the students' eyes were focused on the black-haired man walking into the classroom, and their voices gradually became quiet.

His appearance was like morning mist floating on a calm lake at dawn, with a faint glow.

Mysterious, hazy, yet clear.

His movements show the condescending tolerance of secular culture, and his gentle eyes only focus on small actions such as closing the door, stepping onto the podium, and putting down the book, and will not be affected by anyone.

Until he finally looked sideways at the students on the other side of the desk.

Even though the conversation hasn’t started yet.

But when many students laid eyes on him for the first time, they felt that he would not be a bad person.

Because his eyes as blue as the lake are naturally filled with compassion and thoughts, but not half of them are for himself.

Just for the creatures and suffering I saw.

That is the gaze of a saint.

The professor took off his fedora hat with a rounded top and a small brim.

This top hat with simple lines, paired with a loose jacket over a gray suit and vest, makes him look even more calm and reserved as a scholar.

Gudong.

Many students in the classroom were swayed by his unique aura and swallowed subconsciously.

"I am Landry Wassington, the new professor at the School of Magical Engineering at St. Creation's Monastery."

He introduced himself,

"Don't be too formal. Today, you may prefer seminars or explanations of the syllabus to formal lectures."

The sweet voice instantly awakened the students from their trance, and the atmosphere in the classroom became active again.

Many students felt relaxed because of the way he looked, and even began to discuss quietly.

The new professor with black hair and blue eyes didn't pay attention to the increasingly noisy classroom. He just allowed the students to chat freely, took off his long gray windbreaker unhurriedly, hung it on the coat rack, and turned around again.

"Professor, what do you think of the current empire?"

A student sitting in the front row asked the question proactively.

After a brief exchange of opinions with those around them, many students agreed that the professor was visually more inclined to be a moderate and conservative centrist, and might not be biased toward either the aristocracy or the common people.

Although this issue is very sensitive, it is undoubtedly the most important point for all the other students, and they can find out the professor's faction and position.

"..."

Lan Qi looked at the student who asked the question in confusion and said nothing.

Until this atmosphere made the classroom quiet again.

"The existence of the monastery is to provide a safe haven for independent thinkers. Political topics should not be involved in schools."

He finally spoke slowly, as if he was thinking deeply about this issue.

"We all know that the world is no longer the same. Some people are laughing, some are crying, and most people are silent."

The same course will be taken by students of different grades.

Due to the freedom of the curriculum at St. Clare's Monastery, students are free to arrange their required and elective courses. However, many courses include prerequisite courses, so most students will still take more basic courses in the lower grades. , unlock subsequent advanced courses.

Of course, if students want to study more difficult courses in advance, they can directly contact the professor of the course and go to the Student Service Center to register after obtaining permission.

Lanqi's current course is an advanced specialized magic engineering course at level 4, "Research on Magical Engineering in the Demonic World." It is suitable for outstanding students who have completed their courses in the third year or are studying for an honorary bachelor's degree, as well as research-oriented students who will stay in school after graduation. Which one is it? This kind of class gathers the youngest magic engineering geniuses in the empire.

"So what?"

Some students couldn't help but ask. They didn't understand the professor's words that were not related to the inside of the empire at all, but were more focused on the outside of the empire.

It has to be admitted that the current internal problems of the Creation Empire are closely related to the external problems, and they are causally related to each other.

But his pattern, what he saw, seemed completely different from theirs.

"The messenger who steals fire for mankind is the incarnation of light, or he can be the incarnation of death."

He opened the "Magic Book: Old Chapters" in his hand and murmured to himself,

"Perhaps the moment when the Southern Continent truly needs a balance of terror has arrived."