Princess Ophelia

After the first big class at Elf Academy, almost all the students had to move...

All the corridors and paths were crowded with students, the young elves gathering together with endless topics to chat about.

Roy and Klayr were also among this army of thousands moving between classes. Roy's second class today was Modern Elf History, while Klayr's was poetry. Their classrooms happened to be in the same building, so they went together...

They walked and talked, Roy's gait a little unnatural. The scratches on his back sent waves of pain. He had mostly watched during the Martial Arts class, and even walking was affected.

Klayr said that Life Potion had a certain analgesic effect and would make him feel better if he drank it, but Roy thought he should save the potion.

He planned to attend the Modern History class and then take a Long Carriage to the Temple, asking Jasper or Abbott to heal him.

As for not seeking out High Priest Reed, Priest Anderson, or Priest Theodore, it was because the priests had difficulty accessing the Holy Light recently, and they needed it more for their usual duties.

Even Klayr thought Roy was a bit too carefree. Being targeted by a Naga, he didn't hide at home or in the Temple but still came to the academy for classes.

Seeing the bandages all over him, and that she couldn't even put her hand on his shoulder, Klayr frowned. Yet, this guy refused to accept her kindness, unwilling to take the Tree of Life Sap...

"Roy, aren't you worried that the Naga Assassin will come looking for you again?"

"As long as I don't go to the seaside, I'm confident."

Roy said confidently.

He didn't say what he was confident in doing, and Klayr thought he meant he was confident in escaping.

Roy held the thick Modern Elf History book in one hand, shifting it higher under his arm.

"I plan to set up some traps," Roy said.

He was thinking of ground spikes. The Naga Assassin's tail was like an eel, covered with tough scales the size of eggs, and had a dark gray, scissor-shaped caudal fin at the end. It moved like a snake, leaving a trail of water on the ground.

He had read in some miscellaneous books that snake hunters would place sharp blades at the entrance of snake dens and along the snake's path when capturing large pythons. When the giant python crawled over these blades, its soft belly would be cut open.

Roy also planned to set up such a trap at his doorstep.

If the Naga Assassin dared to come to his door, Roy would lead him to the ground spike trap.

The fog by the sea was heavy, but the Elf Academy was on a hillside, and the bright sunshine had already filled the entire campus. Looking at the distant sea from here, it was like being in a fairyland.

The warm sunshine always made people feel lazy.

Ignoring the scratches on his body, Roy stood on the steps, stretched his arms, and yawned, then said nonchalantly, "Actually... it doesn't matter. Just think of it as waking up from a dream and going home."

"..."

Klayr was speechless.

Every Silver Moon Elf's life was incredibly precious, and they had immense love and respect for life.

"What kind of thinking is that... I can't understand it!"

Klayr said, standing behind Roy.

Roy smiled but didn't continue to explain. He had never said these words to other elves.

They walked down the steps, along a curved corridor, towards the west entrance of the Third Teaching Building.

"You wanted to be in a group with me so you could avoid being in a group with Steve during Martial Arts practice and getting beaten up by him. Now it's blown up, and you're going to the Arena. Klayr, are you really going to fight Steve in the Arena?"

Speaking of this, Roy smiled a little embarrassedly.

Klayr and Steve's feud reaching the Arena had something to do with him.

The first time he met Klayr, Roy felt that although Klayr was gentle and refined, his delicate face was too feminine, lacking courage and recklessness.

It was precisely because Klayr had inexplicably dragged him into the 'feud between Klayr and Steve' that Roy wanted Klayr to be 'braver'.

So he dragged him to the streets to fight like petty thugs.

He didn't expect Klayr to be so resilient...

Klayr walked alongside Roy, smiling indifferently before saying, "When we were fighting in the streets, there were so many of them, and we were fighting as two. Now the location has changed to the Arena, but it's still the two of us..."

Roy was stunned for a moment before agreeing, "...Okay!"

Klayr looked at Roy walking ahead: Although Roy's personality and way of doing things were a bit strange, and he seemed somewhat out of place among the Silver Moon Elves, his spirit of not giving up was very infectious. Being around him always made it easy to change imperceptibly...

He quickly walked two or three steps to catch up: "Roy, I remember you're studying Literature and History?"

Roy patted the thick book he was holding in his arms and said without any pretense, "That's right, it's Silver Moon Elf Modern History!" Roy said.

Klayr immediately asked with some curiosity, "Then have you ever seen Her Highness Princess Jonah Ophelia?"

Roy glanced at Klayr, and seeing that he had no intention of explaining who Jonah Princess Ophelia was, he asked, "Is this princess also a student in this year's Elf Academy?"

Klayr stopped and looked at Roy with a strange expression.

"The princess is a teacher here... Haven't you even heard her name?"

Roy put on a 'How would I know?' look...

After receiving an affirmative answer from Klayr's eyes, he said somewhat awkwardly, "I usually don't pay much attention to the upper echelons of the elves, so I didn't know about this. Are you saying... the lecturer for Silver Moon Elf Modern History is that princess?"

Klayr immediately nodded.

"She's the most beautiful Silver Moon Elf in Castleton City. If the enrollment hadn't been full when I signed up, I would have studied Modern Elf History too. That's the bad thing about the academy, every course has a limit on the number of students," Klayr complained.

Roy recalled his two experiences in Modern Elf History class.

In fact, the learning experience was very poor.

The two stood on the steps connecting the corridor and the west side door of the teaching building.

There was a large flow of people here, so Roy and Klayr stopped and walked inside along the edge of the steps with the crowd.

"That princess may indeed be as outstanding as you say, but her lecturing skills are rather average."

Roy lowered his voice and said, "I didn't know she was a princess before, so my evaluation of her is: she's basically reading from the textbook. From the beginning to the end of the class, she's just standing on the podium talking and talking... If that counts as a class, then it would be better to give each of us a book and let us sit quietly in the library and study on our own..."

Klayr listened with a surprised expression.

Exiting the corridor and entering the teaching building, the sound of footsteps going upstairs was quite noisy, drowning out the sound of their conversation...

However, the two of them didn't notice that behind the shrubbery wall connecting the west side door and the arched corridor, the lecturer of Silver Moon Elf Modern History, Princess Jonah Ophelia, was sitting on a bench inside.

This area, separated like a small garden, not only blocked most of the noise but was also an excellent place to rest before class.

Princess Jonah Ophelia was accompanied by a sword-bearing guard.

When the young guard heard elves in the corridor outside discussing Princess Ophelia, he chased after them.

"Stop!"

Princess Jonah Ophelia held a book in her hands, her eyes seemingly never leaving the pages, but her tone was unquestionable.

"Your Highness..."

Princess Jonah Ophelia closed the history book in her hand and said with a calm expression, "They were just chatting casually, and besides, they didn't say anything wrong..."

The guard was indignant, his chest armor rising and falling sharply with his breath.

"But they offended you!" the guard said.

Princess Jonah Ophelia turned her head and glanced at the young Silver Moon Elf guard, "Perhaps he's right, I should change this boring and tasteless lecturing habit."

Roy never imagined that his casual chat with Klayr while walking would be overheard by Princess Jonah Ophelia.

Arriving at the lecture hall, it was crowded again, with some elves holding books waiting at the classroom door.

Two teaching assistants were clearing out students who hadn't registered for the course, and some clever students began to sneak away. Only when the lecture hall had enough empty seats did Roy sit down in a corner.

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

Sunlight shone through the glass into the lecture hall, making those elves sitting in the sunlight particularly conspicuous...

Princess Jonah Ophelia walked in from outside. Today, she was wearing a strapless white silk dress, and her two ivory-white arms were holding a book.

Walking onto the podium, she looked at the two hundred students in the lecture hall and pursed her red lips.

This was the first time she had seriously looked at every elf student in the seats. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the classroom became silent.

Perhaps because of the princess's aura, Roy found that her previous arrogance, indifference, and unreasonableness now seemed understandable.

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

Her lake-blue eyes swept around the crowd, but Princess Ophelia didn't see that student with the somewhat peculiar appearance.

She didn't lecture according to the textbook, but just stood quietly on the podium and said:

"For me, Silver Moon Elf Modern History might be as natural as counting natural numbers from 0 to 100, something I can reel off without thinking. Perhaps I've overlooked a fundamental reason: although everyone lives in the Elven Kingdom, their understanding of Silver Moon Elf Modern History isn't extensive. Therefore, my lectures and notes on the board have been more like reciting the textbook. So, now I want everyone to seriously consider: which teaching method can help us learn this knowledge faster and better?"

"..."

The Elf students in the lecture hall were somewhat at a loss...

Hasn't it always been like this?

Why the sudden change?

"I hope everyone will come to the next class with an answer to this question. Now, let's begin the lesson!"

Princess Ophelia opened the history book again and began to recount the significant historical events on the eastern continent during the period when the Elven Dynasty was heading towards its demise.