Path of light

Chapter 37 37. Princess Ophelia

After the first class of the Elf Academy, almost all the students had to transfer...

All the corridors and corridors were crowded with students, and the young elves gathered together to talk about endless topics.

Roy and Claire are also part of this thousands-of-person transition team. Roy’s second class today is the modern history of elves, and Claire’s is poetry. The classrooms they take classes in happen to be in the same teaching building, so they stop by...

The two chatted while walking. Roy's walking was still a little unnatural, and there were always bursts of pain from the scratches on his back. He almost just watched the martial arts training class, and even his walking was greatly affected. .

Claire said that the life potion had a certain analgesic effect and would make her feel better if she drank it, but Roy thought it would be better to save the bottle of life potion.

He planned to finish taking the modern history course, then take a long carriage to the temple and ask Jasper or Abbot to treat him.

As for the reason for not looking for High Priest Reed, Priest Anderson and Priest Theodore, it is because during the recent period, it is difficult for the priests to obtain the power of the Holy Light. The places where the Priests usually use the power of the Holy Light are more many.

Even Claire felt that Roy was really a bit jealous. He was targeted by a Naga and instead of hiding at home or in the temple, he actually went to the academy to attend classes.

Seeing that there were so many bandages on his body, and she couldn't even put her hands on his shoulders, Claire frowned, but this guy didn't want to accept her kindness, and he refused to take the bottle of tree of life sap...

"Roy, aren't you worried that the Naga killer will keep coming?"

"As long as I don't go to the beach, I'm still sure."

Roy said confidently.

He didn't say what he was sure of doing, but Claire thought he meant he was sure of escaping.

Roy held a thick book of modern history of elves in one hand. The book was very heavy. He stopped and lifted the book towards his armpit.

"I'm going to set some traps," Roy said.

What he was thinking of was the ground thorn. The tail of this Naga killer was like a moray eel. It not only had tough egg-sized scales on it, but also had a dark gray scissor-shaped tail fin at the end. It swam like a snake, leaving a trail on the ground. Water damage.

He had read in some miscellaneous books that when some snake hunters caught big pythons, they would insert some sharp blades at the entrance of the snake cave and along the snake path. When the giant python crawled over these blades, the soft belly would Being cut open.

Roy is also planning to set up such a trap in front of his home.

If the Naga killer dares to come to the door, Roy is ready to take him to the ground thorn trap.

The fog at the seaside is very heavy. The Elf Academy is halfway up the mountain. The bright sunshine has already filled the entire campus. Looking at the sea in the distance from here, it feels like being in a fairyland.

The warm sunshine always makes people feel lazy.

Roy ignored the scratches on his body, stood on the steps, stretched out his arms, and then said indifferently:

"Actually, it doesn't matter even if... I just wake up from a dream and go home."

"..."

Claire was speechless.

The life of every Silver Moon Elf is extremely precious, and they have incomparable love and respect for life.

"What are you thinking...I can't understand it!"

Claire said standing behind Roy.

Roy smiled, but did not continue to explain. He had never said these words to other elves.

The two of them walked down the steps and walked inside along a curved corridor. In front of them was the west door of the third teaching building.

"At first you planned to be in a group with me, just to avoid being in a group with Steve and being dealt with by him during martial arts sparring. But now it's made a big fuss and even ended up in the arena. Claire, are you really prepared? Go to the gladiatorial arena to fight Steve?"

Speaking of this, Roy smiled sheepishly.

Claire and Steve got into a fight in the arena, which had something to do with him.

When he met Claire for the first time, Roy felt that although Claire was gentle and elegant, her delicate face was a bit too feminine and lacked a bit of courage and recklessness.

It was precisely because Claire inexplicably dragged him into the 'gratitude between Claire and Steve' that Roy wanted to make Claire 'brave'.

So I dragged him to the street and started fighting like little gangsters.

I didn’t expect Claire to be quite resilient...

Claire and Roy walked side by side and smiled indifferently before saying:

"When we were on the street, there were so many of them fighting with us, and we were fighting as two people. Now the location has changed to the arena, and of course it's still the two of us..."

Roy was stunned for a moment before agreeing:

"……All right!"

Claire looked at Roy walking in front:

Although Roy's personality and work style are a bit weird, and he seems to be a little out of tune with the Silver Moon elves, his unyielding spirit is very contagious, and it is always easy to change subtly around him...

He quickly took two or three steps and followed him:

"Roy, I remember you were studying literature and history?"

Roy patted the thick book in his arms and said without any concealment:

"That's right, it's the modern history of the Silver Moon Elves!" Roy said.

Claire immediately asked curiously:

"Then have you met Her Royal Highness Princess Jonah Ophelia?"

Roy glanced at Claire and found that he had no intention of explaining who Princess Jonah Ophelia was, so he asked:

"This princess is also a student of this class of Elf Academy?"

Claire stopped and looked at Roy with a strange expression:

"Her Royal Highness the Princess is the teacher here...Have you never heard of her name?"

Roy showed a look of 'Do I still know? ’ looks like...

After receiving the affirmative reply from Claire's eyes, he said with some embarrassment:

"I usually don't pay much attention to the affairs of the upper elf society, so I didn't know about this. Are you saying that... the teacher who teaches the modern history of the Silver Moon elves is that princess?"

Claire nodded immediately.

"She is the most beautiful Silver Moon Elf in Castleton City. If the quota hadn't been full when I signed up, I would have also studied the modern history of elves. That's the bad thing about the academy. Each course has a maximum number of students." Claire complained. .

Roy recalled the experience of these two modern elf history classes.

In fact, the learning experience is poor.

The two of them stood on the steps connecting the cloister and the west door of the teaching building.

There was a lot of people here, so Roy and Claire stopped and followed the crowd inside at the edge of the steps.

"That Princess, her appearance may be as outstanding as you said, but her teaching skills are average."

Roy lowered his voice and said:

"I didn't know she was a princess before, so my evaluation of her is: the lessons she taught were basically based on reading from the textbook. From the beginning to the end of class, she was the only one standing on the podium and talking... If this counts as class, then why not give each of us a book and let us sit quietly in the library and study by ourselves..."

Claire listened with astonishment.

Walking out of the corridor and entering the teaching building, the footsteps going up the stairs were noisy. Those messy footsteps drowned out the voices of the two people talking...

It's just that the two of them didn't notice at all that behind the bush wall connecting the west door and the curved corridor, Princess Jonah Ophelia, a lecturer on modern elf history, was sitting on a bench inside.

The area separated here is like a small garden, which can not only block out most of the noise, but is also an excellent place to rest before class.

Princess Jonah Ophelia was accompanied by a sword guard.

The young guard heard that there was an elf talking about Princess Ophelia in the corridor outside, so he chased her out.

"stop!"

Princess Jonah Ophelia was holding a book, her eyes didn't seem to leave the page, but her tone was unquestionable.

"your Highness……"

Princess Jonah Ophelia closed the history book in her hand and said calmly:

"They were just chatting casually, and they didn't say anything wrong..."

The guard was a little indignant, and his chest armor was rising and falling violently with his breathing.

"But they have offended you!" said the guard.

Princess Jonah Ophelia turned her head and glanced at the young Silver Moon Elf guard, "Maybe he is right, I should change this boring teaching habit."

Roy didn't expect that Princess Jonah Ophelia happened to hear him and Claire chatting while walking.

When we came to the lecture theater, it was crowded again. Some elves holding books were waiting at the door of the classroom.

Two teaching assistants were checking the students who had not signed up for this course in the classroom. Some clever students began to sneak away. Roy sat down in the corner until enough seats were available in the lecture theater.

The class bell rang, and the two teaching assistants quickly slipped out of the back door of the lecture theater, and the noisy lecture theater became silent.

Sunlight shines through the glass into the lecture theater, and the elves sitting in the sun are particularly conspicuous...

Princess Jonah Ophelia walked in from outside. She was wearing a tube top white silk dress today, and her two ivory white arms were holding a book.

Walking up to the podium, she looked at the two hundred students in the lecture theater and pursed her red lips.

This was the first time she took a serious look at every elf student in the seat. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the classroom became silent.

Probably because of the aura of the princess, Roy found that her past arrogance, coldness, and unreasonableness seemed understandable.

She was indeed as Claire said, when she stood on the stage, she was as dazzling as a magnificent and flawless gem.

Her lake-blue eyes looked around the crowd, but Princess Ophelia did not see the student with a somewhat special appearance.

She did not give a scripted lecture, but stood quietly on the podium and said:

"For me, the modern history of the Silver Moon elves may be like the natural numbers between 0 and 100, which can be counted naturally from the mouth. Perhaps it is because I have overlooked a fundamental reason. Even though everyone lives in the elven kingdom, But I don’t know much about the modern history of elves, so my dictation and writing on the blackboard in class are like retelling this textbook. Now everyone should seriously think about which teaching model is faster and better. Have you learned this knowledge?”

"..."

The elf students in the lecture theater were a little at a loss...

Isn’t it always like this?

How do you say that change will happen?

"I hope everyone can come to the next class with the answer to this question. Let's start class now!"

Princess Ophelia once again opened the history book and began to tell the important historical events on the Eastern Continent during the period when the Elf Dynasty finally came to an end.