Teachers Don't Run Over

With Malcador's superpowers, they arrived in Nostramo in no time.

"Old Han, I'm leaving now."

As soon as he stepped off the spaceship, Malcador left those words behind and vanished without a trace.

Watching Malcador quickly, Han Mingxuan thought Malcador was really young.

Those legs move pretty fast.

"Old Han, shouldn't we just leave him alone?"

"It's alright, Kamon. Let him rest here for a few days."

"I happen to have some things to do too, why don't you come with me?"

The two then went to a school.

It is the first Hope Primary School in New Nostramo.

After showing his identification, Han Mingxuan tried to calm the security guard down, and then he and Kamon went inside.

As for the bodyguards standing guard at the door, they felt like they were dreaming.

In fact, the Archmagos Angrak's plan to mass produce troops was too successful.

As a result, security for most of the key facilities in Nostramo is now handled by the Evernight Legion's Reserves.

Han Mingxuan's position within the Evernight Legion is undoubtedly high.

If they had to choose one person to follow, Curze would be their second choice; their first choice would always be the Father of Night.

Even the Grand Inquisitor of the Evernight Judges Legion was willing to pledge allegiance to his father, so what reason did they have not to?

Now that I've met Han Mingxuan in person, this Reserve member who's on duty at the entrance of Hope Primary School, I feel that it was right for him to glance at the Code before leaving home today.

May the great Father of Night bless you.

If Han Mingxuan himself heard him say that, he would definitely kick him twice.

I'm not a god, why should I bless him?

However, Han Mingxuan was unaware of all this. He and Kamon were just quietly looking around outside the classroom, like two country bumpkins who had never seen the world.

Soon, Han Mingxuan stopped at the back door of a classroom.

"Old Han, is there anything special about this classroom?"

"I ran into someone in my field, so I stopped to take a look."

This classroom is currently hosting a history class, and before he transmigrated, he, Han Mingxuan, was a history teacher.

"Could you please retrieve this Teacher's information?"

Upon hearing this, Kamon quickly retrieved all the Teacher's biographical information.

"Nisaeol used to be a tutor in a noble family, and he taught here after New Nostramo was completed."

Hearing this news, Han Mingxuan nodded. He was indeed a true-blue Nostramo people.

"Ring ring!"

"The bell rang, let's go. We must leave before this Teacher comes out after the class has ended."

He didn't want the whole school to know he was there; then it would be difficult to leave.

After all, Han Mingxuan didn't want to be the sun.

Let's forget about the lessons about gratitude and charity.

Han Mingxuan wasn't afraid of the children recognizing him—after all, even Superman wouldn't be recognized if he wore Glasses —he was afraid of the Teachers recognizing him.

But to Han Mingxuan's surprise, the Teacher didn't extend the class time.

If you, as a Teacher, don't extend class time, are you a competent teacher?

Just as the two were about to leave, the Teacher walked towards them.

"Honorable Father of Night, I pay my respects to you."

"You teach very well, much better than I do."

"You flatter me, sir. Your education of the Primarch is evident to all; you have saved the world."

"Haha, you flatter me."

"I wonder if I would have the honor of discussing some issues with you."

"Of course, no problem."

He, Han Mingxuan, is a Teacher after all; exchanging educational philosophies with others shouldn't be difficult for him.

To Han Mingxuan's surprise, the Teacher didn't go to the Office with him, but instead went to a restaurant.

"Speak, what do you want to talk about?"

"Sir, I'd like to talk about this world, about the New Nostramo."

"Let's talk then."

From the very first moment he spoke with this Teacher, Han Mingxuan knew that this Teacher was no ordinary person. At the very least, this Teacher did not have that fanatical look in his eyes when facing him.

However, Han Mingxuan was well aware that the Nostramo people were driven by a very fanatical passion.

It is a kind of fanaticism among converts.

But this person remained calm.

This made Han Mingxuan very curious; he really wanted to know if he had drawn a gold card again today.

"Thank you, sir. You have brought me back to my homeland, back to the time when Terra was still called Earth."

"The Perpetual?"

Aren't you surprised at all, sir?

"Heh, from the moment you uttered the word 'Earth' and revealed your identity, I couldn't stop you from doing what you wanted to me."

"You remain as calm and wise as ever, sir."

"That's nothing, except I've also met a Perpetual who's currently on vacation in Nostramo."

Isn't that just Perpetual?

I've met Old Han before.

"Malcador the Sigillite? That young man really needs a rest."

Hearing what the other person said, Han Mingxuan nodded.

After all, the fact that he knows the word "Earth" already proves that he is very old.

You don't seem surprised by anything I do.

"Why be surprised? Just a few years ago I was Miner in the Mine Hive, but now everyone calls me the Father of Night."

"Years ago, my life was worth less than a screw, but now, I am the most honored being in the hearts of all Nostramo people."

Why should I be surprised by life's many ups and downs?

"What's more, this world even has Psychic Power magic."

Upon hearing Han Mingxuan's words, the other party paused for a moment, then smiled—a satisfied smile.

"Sir, please forgive my ignorant arrogance and haughtiness; before this, I was even testing you."

"I can understand. After all, in the lifetimes of Perpetual, they've seen far too many outstanding people; heroes are as numerous as fish crossing a river."

"I can accept the scrutinizing look you give me."

"Sir, your humility makes me feel ashamed of my previous judgment."

"Haha, the key to being a good person is just two words: humility."

"Well then, that's enough of the small talk. I need to tell you something about the Perpetual."

???

Why does it even have a quick burst attack?

"Go ahead and say it."

Since the other party is going to tell me, I should definitely listen. It would be a loss not to hear such ancient secrets.

"Let me introduce myself again, sir. I am a Perpetual, my Ollanius Persson Orl Persson."

"In my immortal life, until a few years ago, I sensed some changes, so I came here and saw this blue Homeworld."

Ollanius Persson.

Nisaeol, a transliteration of the Latin word for elder.

And this original Warmaster did indeed live a long enough period of time.

It will take at least 30,000 years.