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Unlike the timetable Aiwass was familiar with, Royal Law University did not have the traditional "early eight o'clock class".

The Theological Seminary's morning classes began at nine and afternoon classes at three. There was only one class during the entire morning or afternoon, but it was uncertain when it would end.

Typically, instructors would carry an hourglass timed for forty minutes to an hour and a half depending on their lesson plan. Each time the sand ran out, a crisp "ding" would sound.

After a break to use the restroom or grab a bite to eat, the instructor would flip the hourglass and start the next session. Class would be dismissed after the sand ran out a second time. Discover more content at m,v l'e|m-p| y r

Two rounds of the hourglass, one forward, one reverse. This rule and timing method was a sign of respect for the Pillar God of the Path of Balance, "Hourglass".

He presided over the concepts of "knowledge" and "science", and all the ancient civilizations' earliest "professional educators" and "professional researchers" were His angel envoys.

Although Aiwass left home quite early, with Lily pushing the wheelchair, they could not go fast. By the time Aiwass reached the school gate, it was ten o'clock sharp, and by the time they met up with Senior Hayna at the classroom, class was almost over.

This session used a medium-sized hourglass, with a duration of one hour per round. In other words, even without counting the break in the middle, this history class, which was mainly reading from the textbook, required sitting in the classroom for two hours.

Even though Professor Bard's class was only once a week, that one session was extremely grueling.

Normally, ten minutes before Professor Bard finished class, students would start to get restless.

Packing up their things, drinking some water, chatting, and planning with other students where to hang out afterward—for university students, it was a bit too early to eat, but there was scant time to go out for fun. Usually, they would play sports, cards, or chess, or go to do experiments, study, work on problems or exercise.

Or they'd simply go to the sports field to watch the handsome guys and pretty girls of the sports faculty—this was also the time for the "Individual Tactics" department to practice horse riding or swordsmanship. Once students reached their second year in the Theological Seminary and learned the Illumination Art of healing others through physical contact, it became a perfect opportunity to find boyfriends or girlfriends.

All they could do now was to painfully watch as the upperclassmen snatched up the prime picks of their year, unable to do anything themselves.

But, one way or another, it was definitely better than dozing off for two or three hours in the classroom.

Luckily, the professor was easy-going. Whether it was whispering or dozing off at the desk, as long as it was not too outrageous, he usually let it slide. He just carried on with his lectures.

But today was different.

The sand in the hourglass was nearly depleted, and the students were indeed anxious.

However, they were not eager to go out and play; they wanted to hear Aiwass continue to tell his story.

They feared that once the sand ran out, Aiwass would reach the end of his shift and cease to speak.

—Who will fill us in on the plot then?

Going out to play was possible any day, but lively and detailed historical stories like this were not readily heard everywhere.

Even if Professor Bard spoke for three full hours, their knowledge flowed away like water, leaving their minds completely empty.

But they swore that the stories told by Aiwass were so vivid they could even recount them with flair at tonight's pub, dance, or other social events! An intriguing story that was mysterious enough, involved a multitude of Transcendents, hardly known to anyone, yet not considered a taboo—this alone could make them stars of the social scene for that brief hour!

Even students who usually paid little attention in class were now earnestly taking notes with pens or pencils.

"In the latter part of the Soil-Cleaving War, these Sons of the Moon were defeated. Because of their trait of being immortal yet unable to cross flowing water, they were sealed by Duke Daffodil behind a waterfall in a prison carved out of the rock. The first Duke Daffodil was the head of the Court Alchemy Association and also the vice-chairman of the Mages Association. His titled rank of duke was bestowed by the emperor in the final moments of the late empire, making him the last noble of the empire.

"The Narcissus Duchy also followed the Path of Balance and Wisdom, and their capital was the former Imperial Capital of the old empire. This was the first state on the continent, and perhaps the whole world, controlled entirely by mages and alchemists—this might be the key point, students, please note it down."

Aiwass spoke in an even tone, his voice clear and likable.

He did not have the heavy regional accent or odd grammar of some instructors hired from outside, which required effort to fathom their meaning; nor was he like Professor Bard, whose speech was mumbled and monotonous, making it easy to fall asleep.

As a native of Glass Island, Aiwass's Avalon language was exceptionally standard—not like some instructors from Glass Island, whose voices carried a distinct Elvish Language accent, creating ambiguities for students unfamiliar with Elvish Language. For instance, Aiwass's father, James Moriarty, was such an instructor.

"And those Sons of the Moon who were not sealed, took refuge with the former Imperial Art Association and together established the Iris Kingdom. The Duke Black Hawk, who was stationed at the borders and a follower of Lord of Scalefeather, remained almost unscathed in the Soil-Cleaving War due to his neutral stance. With fertile lands, the Black Hawk Duchy provided sanctuary for large numbers of mercenaries, adventurers, and professional soldiers deprived of income. Combined with the numerous hunters, pharmacists, and assassins trained by the Black Hawk Duchy, they became the most militarily powerful state after the disintegration of the empire."


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