Assistant Principal of the Celestial Holy Palace!

Red Line, Zone RL0003 District.

This is a frigid Winter Region where snowflakes are almost constantly dancing in the air, and the ground is covered with layers of shimmering white blankets.

But even in this very place, the Construction Division built a respectable school campus in the shortest possible time.

The campus is centered around that magnificent twenty-story castle, with rows of small stone buildings serving different functions.

Even the wide, snow-covered ground, if gently wiped, reveals smooth stone slabs underneath without any seams or lines, as if it were a single, Taiseki.

It's hard to imagine how the Construction Division could complete such a large construction project in such a short time when it was severely short-staffed.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"You lowly servants!"

"Waaaaah, I want my mommy! Where are you, Mommy?!"

"Waaaaah, it's so cold here! I don't want to be here!"

At this moment, children, who had been forcibly dressed in thick winter clothes, were led by the Holy Land Garrison to the open space in front of the castle.

Although glistening snowflakes continued to fall from the sky, the area had clearly been cleared in advance, and there wasn't much snow accumulated on the stone slabs.

After gathering the children from the various Heavenly Dragon clans together, the warriors clad in cold armor quickly dispersed to the surrounding area, transforming into silent statues and quietly guarding the place.

The children were still crying and making a fuss, and some of the boys, who were about fourteen or fifteen years old, even Zero ferocious expressions that would make adults uncomfortable. They seemed to have endless anger that they wanted to vent.

Didn't you hear me?

"Who do you think I am? I'm going to kill you all!"

"Aaaaaaah, let me go back!!"

By the window on the fifth floor of Celestial Castle, a blond-haired boy standing behind a silver-haired old man looked down at the terrifying scene below with a complex expression of lingering fear.

"They remind me of that person."

"Our job from now on is to prevent these children from experiencing this again, isn't it?"

The old man chuckled gently, but the boy hesitated, unsure of himself, and asked, "Can I really do it? And how do I do it? You know, I'm about the same age as them."

"Accompany them with your kindness and influence most of them. As for the remaining few, just let them go. After all, we can't possibly educate every child well."

After a moment of silence, the boy looked at the children outside the window and asked again, "Aren't we going down?"

"Let's wait a little longer, be patient. No matter what we say to them now, they won't listen," the silver-haired old man said with a smile, his hands behind his back.

Sure enough, just as he said, the nearly one hundred children outside the castle gradually lost their energy to make noise as the cold wind continued to blow, and huddled together, shivering and clutching their winter clothes tightly.

No one cried anymore, no one cursed anymore, and silence was restored to the snow-covered campus.

"It's time."

The silver-haired old man smiled slightly upon seeing this, turned around and headed down the stairs, with the young man with golden curly hair following closely behind.

Soon, under the watchful eyes of all the children, the two slowly emerged from the depths of the castle gate and stood one after the other on the steps.

The next moment, the silver-haired old man spoke in a strong voice.

"This is the Celestial Holy Palace, the academy where you will stay until you are eighteen, nineteen, or twenty years old. Of course, some 'lucky ones' may only need to stay until they are fifteen before they can go back."

"You cannot contact your family for three months, but after three months, you will have one opportunity to apply for leave to go home each month, with each leave lasting seven days."

"Here you will receive comprehensive training in physiology, psychology, knowledge, physical fitness, thought, etiquette, and aristocratic responsibility."

"You must strive here to become true nobles worthy of the title 'World Noble'."

All the Celestial Dragons children were silent. Perhaps it was because of the cold weather, or perhaps it was because the silver-haired old man exuded such a powerful aura that people subconsciously dared not interrupt. But they were still listening attentively, even though many of them did not understand what he was saying.

"Starting tomorrow, you will get up at seven o'clock every morning to wash up, have physical training at eight o'clock, and begin studying English Script, Wano Script, mathematics, philosophy, agriculture, navigation, geography, music, medicine, and other theoretical courses at nine o'clock. In the afternoon, you will study physical education courses such as Swordsmanship, boxing, shooting, and tennis, and then go to bed on time at nine o'clock every night."

At this point, the old man paused, giving the children time to process what he was saying. He seemed completely unconcerned about whether these young children would get sick in such cold weather.

Because in the Sea Star World, even children don't get sick so easily.

"Now, boys in one line, girls in one line. The younger ones stand at the front, and among those of the same age, the shorter ones stand at the front. Once you're all lined up, you can come in for a hot shower, change into your new school uniforms, and then go to the cafeteria for a hearty lunch."

As soon as the silver-haired old man finished speaking, all the children in the room lit up. Already hungry and cold, they no longer cared about their anger and grievances, and began to split into two teams as quickly as possible.

The blond-haired boy on stage was speechless at this scene, thinking to himself, "I misunderstood. Compared to that person, these children are really just a bunch of children."

This made him look at the old man's back with admiration, "Truly worthy of being the current head of the Dracule Family, he's doing such a good job as a school principal!"

"Come in, I'll be waiting for you in the cafeteria. I hope to see a completely new look for you. If anyone causes trouble in the meantime, lunch and dinner will be canceled today."

After speaking, the silver-haired old man turned and walked into the castle. The blond boy followed him to the third floor of the castle. This entire floor was a dining hall and kitchen, equipped with four extra-long stone dining tables, which were more than enough to accommodate hundreds of people dining together at the same time.

At this time, servants had already begun to place the dishes prepared by the chefs onto one of the stone tables. As for drinks, there was a wide variety of options, including milk, juice, coffee, black tea, matcha, and green tea, but no alcoholic beverages.

Looking at these, Rosinante was momentarily lost in memories.

He was summoned from the Marine Academy to Sengoku Admiral's office a week ago, where a government official who identified himself as a member of the Sacred Affairs Bureau was waiting for him.

He was then informed that he had been reinstated as a Celestial Dragons, World Noble, and was required to return to the Holy Land of Mary Geoise to serve as the assistant principal of the Celestial Holy Palace.

To be honest, he still has a lot of questions about the whole process, and even now.

First, how was his Celestial Dragons status restored? Who restored it, and why? Second, why was he made the assistant principal?

And another thing, he clearly remembers hiding his identity, so how did the World Government know about him?

Rosinante later asked Sengoku, who was like a foster father to him, but the latter clarified that it was not Rosinante who revealed the information, which was very strange.

But after talking with this elderly man with silver hair, he found that he didn't hate the job at all; on the contrary, he found it very meaningful.

"We absolutely cannot let them become as terrifying as my brother!"

Rosinante's gaze gradually hardened. He felt he had found a cause worth dedicating his life to, just as the old man had said before: to make the future Celestial Dragons worthy of being called the World Noble!

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