Chapter 7, Quirky Leaders

"Let go of me! Let go of me!" The noise outside caused the people inside to quiet down again. Hamas appeared at the door, veins bulging on his forehead, and kicked the person playing with mud into the room: "Is this one also a student?"

"No way!" Sairen suddenly stood up in a commanding pose. In the moment he tossed his head, the room seemed to be illuminated by countless flashes of lightning, leaving everyone dazzled and entranced. Sairen adjusted his long hair and said, "I just refuse to waste a good look!"

The bracken burns beneath the pot

Masta gazed into the distance, gripping the sword tightly in his hand

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How did it end up like this? It is indeed a rigorous training! No wonder it is the Young Lion Knight Academy! Boss Lino and his entire family put in a great deal of effort to carry him back into the house. Ritz vigorously wiped his face with a towel, but he was already in a deep sleep, and he continued to sleep until the next morning. If no one had called him to wake up, he probably would not have awakened.

It is likely that we will find it very difficult to win the competition this year

Upon witnessing this scene, Roger was astonished: "Is it really you? I grew up in this area and have never seen you ride a horse!"

Wind God Sword

Nian Te is chatting with the people in the room

How can we be blamed? There was simply no teacher present

"How could there be revenge?" Lino felt very puzzled, and Nian Te used the phrase "hard to explain" to replace a lengthy discourse. For him, it was more important to eat as much as possible.

Ah...! It hurts so much! Roger quickly surrendered and desperately started running behind.

You still haven't seen me!" Azi sighed and flicked her handkerchief, "Let's not talk about that, this place is truly terrible!

Since the leftover food from last night was sold smoothly, Lino did not ask any further. Meanwhile, Ritz sat on the side holding a doll, seemingly eager for Niente to say something. Niente patted her head and swallowed the last bite of rice

Hamas did not know what he wanted to say; that poem was too profound. At the end, he was stunned for a moment, always feeling that it had a deeper meaning, suddenly shaken. The poem seemed to allude to the discord between him and the Pope. Were these students venting their dissatisfaction, deliberately causing such a ruckus to draw him in? After all, the conflict between him and the Pope had not yet escalated.

In the year of great admiration: "Why not simply bring Az into the fold? His father is the world's richest textile magnate. This way, not only would the business, dining, and even restroom facilities in this city be controlled, but also the way people dress."

Hamas finds itself in a deep state of confusion; it appears to be a tea gathering, with people serving, yet the door clearly states "Class A of the Heavenly Number." If one curses incorrectly, it could greatly tarnish their reputation.

Half an hour later, all the students of Class A had changed into their uniforms, each carrying a weight of thirty kilograms while running on the racetrack. Master Masta rode a horse, wielding the Wind God Sword, supervising from behind, occasionally prodding the rearmost students in the buttocks with the tip of his sword

I have heard that it has caused quite a stir, and he is also working hard to consolidate his power. Hmph, he has been extremely anxious for a long time now

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My father is the head of the local garbage station, and all the toilets and pig feed in the city must be processed by him

The attendant knew that the king had always regarded the envoy from Rose County with special favor, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "The messenger from Rose County has arrived!"

"Oh, a new pound coin." Hamas wiped his hands and took it, "Very special"

Holding the Wind God Sword high, it was the center of attention amidst the cheers of the crowd, leaving Masta at a loss for words

Did that pope's favorite enter the Saint Mary Academy? Hmph, using the only bluebell to adorn the herb garden, no wonder the number of apprentices in the Holy See has surged this year. This year is one thing, but what about in the future?

A palace called Langya Palace is situated there, with a spacious courtyard that is fully equipped with fitness facilities and even a small swimming pool. The red carpet leads directly into the corridor, which continues to extend into the marble-paved hallway. In the hall where the carpet turns, there is a large flowerbed, but many of the precious flowers and plants have already been uprooted. A man with sun-tanned skin is working with the soil there; he glanced at the year but said nothing and continued with his work. In the hall where the carpet turns, there is a large flowerbed, but many of the precious flowers and plants have already been uprooted. A man with sun-tanned skin is working with the soil there; he glanced at the year but said nothing and continued with his work.

Clang... Hamas drew his sword, the famous Wind God Sword, and raised it high. "Raise your guns properly! In the future, when you see me, do not dismount, do not take off your helmets, just hold your weapons tightly, raise them high like this! Do not forget that you are my knights; my knights never let their guard down, no matter the time!"

Hmm? Wasn't it hanging on the wall? I have long found it very conspicuous. I do not understand, and I estimate that His Majesty does not understand either. If he does not understand, he will be baffled, and thus unable to back down, pretending to comprehend, and can only spare us.

"Being my coachman is not just about striking a pose!" The princess tossed her hair and huffed as she walked away. The messenger felt anxious, unsure if he would be punished for a lapse in etiquette, though it didn't seem likely.

Kill! Wind Wolf Slash! Gale Cloud Strike! Thunder Slash! I slash! Slash!

Looking at Masta's tense expression, Hamas couldn't help but chuckle softly: "Masta must have endured quite a bit to fit himself into the armor of his youth! It seems he has made up his mind."

In the evening, Nian Te once again collapsed outside the store door

Your Majesty—! Do not be angry!

What is your opinion of your young lord

At this moment, King Hamas of Lightness is proudly touring the classroom situation on campus. Although everything he sees is the best, he is still puzzled for a moment when he encounters the red carpet

I am leaving! Brother will come back to play with you tonight! The young man rode off on horseback, disappearing into the distance, heading straight for the school. Ritz ran outside and kept watching, while the boss also expressed envy: "Wow, what a spirit and enthusiasm for books, young people are truly wonderful..."

My father is the Minister of Finance in this city, and all trade and taxation in the city must receive his approval

That year, he went to see the knife grinder again. By this time, the sword had already been sharpened, and he began to sharpen the knives. He placed a small whetstone on the table and meticulously sharpened, as if the entire meaning of life was to sharpen knives

Gasping for breath, he turned around: "You scared me to death...! I truly love you to death! What does that poem mean?"

If the tide rises, it should rise for the whole world, right? The Pope's situation, I believe, is similar to yours; he must also be striving to cultivate talent. Therefore, you cannot afford to show any mercy. I assure you in the name of my hero that he will become someone who keeps the Pope awake at night

"I hate it! You might as well choke to death!" The Android Beauty Princess no longer paid him any attention. Hamas wiped his mouth, and someone whispered softly, "Your Majesty, the messenger from Rose County has arrived with a personal letter from Duke Seig."

Masta stabbed his butt with a sword: "Save your strength for running! You have to run twice as much as others! Haha!"

He ran desperately, sweat soaking his clothes, occasionally falling to the ground with the swing of his arms. He did not know what would happen next, but he would manage to cope. He still had the strength to charge forward, as if he were trying to catch up with his own fate

Who knows when His Majesty the Emperor will arrive

It is hard to express in words! (Did I say those things? Rumors!) I have no impression of that year at all. It is truly hard to express in words; I suddenly fell in love with a girl, and for her, I must become a knight. I need your help! No one understands women better than you!

The people in the room all looked up at him, and the man exclaimed, "Ah, the bell ringer. What are you doing here?" Immediately, everyone returned to their own tasks, as if no one had ever come.

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Upon closer inspection, there is not a single person in the room who appears to be here for class; the number of individuals sitting upright is zero, and those in uniform, including him, do not exceed one. ... Just a moment ago in the auditorium, everyone was supposed to be in uniform; could it be that...

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Now extend greetings to the Pope

At that moment, I thought of someone: "Azi?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Run with them!" Master urged the horse to drive him away, striking his head with the sword's blade, "I wouldn't want to hit you! It's all your fault for being so clever that you made me look so foolish!"

They exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Nian Te asked, "Azi, aren't you studying fashion design to inherit the family business? Your father must be very happy! How did you end up here? It wouldn't be a mistake in your major, would it?"

A messenger, weary from travel, entered the grand hall, adorned in splendid attire and carrying a richly embroidered pouch, his face brimming with pride. He approached Hamas, performing a half-kneeling salute like a knight, and carefully presented a scroll of correspondence.

In this isolated corner of the King's Knight Academy, Hamas is observing the clay gardener.

Strain the beans to extract the juice

Did you get on that horse by yourself

Hmm? As I turned back to look, I noticed that a long red carpet had appeared beside me, laid out along the path, extending far into the distance

Even if I told you that he is the principal, you would still want to hit him anyway

The Sphinx suddenly jumped over, patting Nian Te's shoulder: "You really are something! You managed to impress His Majesty Hamas in an instant!"

Hamas specifically noticed that effeminate individual, discovering that he was surprisingly quick. Although his body was frail, he twisted and turned, emitting a mournful sound all the while, yet his strength and endurance were quite formidable. While others had finished running and were resting, Nian Te continued to run, casting a glare that seemed to say, "I will make you pay".

Hmm? Quickly call them in! Hamas was overjoyed, instantly forgetting everything else. Recently, there have been nothing but good news from Rose County. Seg is truly impressive; he is my good friend!

Hmph...! The effeminate Azhi responded with a sound and surprisingly ran very quickly, taking small, light steps while carrying thirty kilograms without any effort

Since then, Nian Te could only return home after being too exhausted to get up every day, and the Lino family quickly got used to it. Nian Te would wake up every morning, so Lino would always save a portion of dinner for him to have in the morning.

Precious flowers lay scattered on the ground, and the sculptor's clay figure was beginning to take shape. A semi-nude goddess, lifelike, squatted there holding a water jug. After patting the goddess's chest for a while, the sculptor tilted his head and observed for a moment, feeling satisfied. He stepped back a few paces and began to channel his energy, muttering, "Come to life! Come to life!" His focus was so intense that he completely ignored the presence of Hamas. He continued to mutter, "Come to life! Come to life!" His concentration remained unwavering, entirely disregarding the existence of Hamas.

The Pope was displeased and left, while His Majesty Hamas walked along the red carpet

Long live! Long live! Long live! ... The excited shouts nearly lifted the roof off, completely forgetting that pointing weapons at the sky carries a meaning of disrespect towards the divine. From this moment on, the social status of kings and knights will be significantly elevated, and everyone is filled with fervor, entirely unaware that they are about to face an era that demands difficult choices.

Yes, I have already painted many pieces but am not satisfied with any of them

Cough! I thought it was someone else, but it's still that night watchman

It was not easy for him to finally find his seat this year, and he was relieved not to be left standing there. Unfortunately, it was too late; Hamas spotted him immediately, as he was the only one in the entire class wearing a uniform

Training must be exhausting, right? Indeed, becoming a knight is not an easy task

I have already gone to invite the renowned sage, but as you know, those individuals are difficult to persuade, so today has been delayed

Azi replied: "Oh dear! How can I recognize so many difficult characters! I just think the brushwork and patterns are nice... Let's not worry about that! Your Majesty, will you really spare us?"

Worship! The feelings during this year are equally exhilarating. This is what Father has always referred to as His Majesty the Emperor of Hamah and Tushus, and I fear I may never be as stylish as His Majesty.

For a whole year, he was filled with suspicion as the carpet carried him for at least one mile, crossing the equestrian training field, and ultimately entering a secluded courtyard

Thank you, Your Majesty! The messenger joyfully took his leave, as Saige had said that if the task was accomplished, he would be promoted, which is worth more than a thousand gold coins

"Because he is the most golden one in the entire pumpkin patch," Master replied, "I am not a fool; you came here primarily to see him, and if he is left idle, there is nothing to see."

Indeed! We have paid the tuition fees, yet no one pays us any attention

"Is it him? Ha ha..." Hamas was so delighted that he laughed heartily, looking up to the sky

"Let me see!" The Android princess snatched the gold coins away, but a prince exclaimed, "Father, this is too arrogant; we have none..."

"You old scoundrel! I will remember this grudge! When I graduate and return to my territory..."

"You wouldn't really be acting like a woman, would you? Did you lay out that red carpet? Truly, you are worthy of being the young master of the textile king, the richest man on the mainland!"

"It all depends on them now," Master said, glancing at the still tortured Yante. "Especially him; being so favored by you, he must possess some abilities, right?"

"He has endured a lot over the years, and I was also very sad at that time." Hamas recalled the beauty of Zumaar in her youth, vividly remembering the past when he and Saige pursued her. Now, her image and laughter linger in his mind, yet Zumaar has long since passed away, leaving him with a multitude of thoughts. With a long sigh, he said, "I still have a portrait; Saige would want it, right? I will call the painter to go back with you shortly, so that Saige does not have to wait too long."

Oh, we are the descendants of flint and pitch

Hamas particularly cherishes his daughter, exclaiming as he bites into the bread, causing milk to spill everywhere: "Don't you worry, I will arrange a splendid marriage for you with the cart driver"

Hamas, in a good mood, asked, "Is there anything else besides taking my letter back later?"

Why does he need to increase the quantity specifically

Azi: "Oh dear...! (with a tremor) It's hard to explain. My father wants to monopolize the armor design market, so he insists that I create a successful piece using iron sheets, and as a result, I ended up here. What about you? Didn't you say you would be with the mountain rose for life, (how romantic) and that you would kill every priest in the territory? How did you end up here?"

"Disgusting!" The dashing gentleman known as Azhi waved a small handkerchief in the air, "The ground is dirty! It has been over a year since we last met, and my ladies often mention you. Come—! Everyone, come and meet the long-missed Young Master Nian Te!"

Fifteen years! Claimed to have failed for ten thousand years! Impressive, too arrogant!" Nian Te felt that this was also a remarkable feat. That person earnestly invited Nian Te to play cards, but Nian Te declined, yet engaged in conversation with them.

Do you know that His Holiness the Pope has already brought Mirelenia here

At that moment, a person walked over, took a money pouch out of his pocket, and placed it on the table, saying, "Here you go! Don't mind it! Yours, yours... Ah, this is yours, right?" He pulled out the money pouches one by one from his pocket and distributed them to the people in the class, and surprisingly, he also took one out and handed it to Nian Te, saying, "Don't mind it!"

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That person glanced at the year and cried even more sorrowfully. Someone explained to him, "Cough! Rodro is known as the perennial failure, having not graduated for fifteen years. Every year at this time, he cries with great sadness."

Masta was filled with trepidation; he could hardly believe that the Wind God Sword lay before him, for what King Lightness had given him had far exceeded his expectations. He had little fighting strength left, but he was not foolish. This meant that he had no room for retreat. The students he led would become knights absolutely loyal to the king, even if one day they would have to face a war more brutal than the struggle for territory. Perhaps they would split into two factions, turning against each other as former classmates.

"I don't know many people either. Look, that person named Howard carries a potted plant with him everywhere he goes, and he has been polishing that potted plant for three hours. And that person over there in the corner, although he is reading, he hasn't turned the page at all..."

"What training! It's simply revenge!" Nian Te Feng exclaimed, his mouth full of food as he spoke. "That old man! I never expected him to be so formidable! Ah! I wonder how long these days will last!"

Principal Master was so enraged that he was left speechless; it would indeed be hard to believe had he not witnessed it with his own eyes

The minstrel embraces the four-stringed lute and sings softly

Your Majesty, what... should I do?

Azhi waved her hand and said, "That really isn't like you; I'm so jealous! No problem, you can wear my clothes, and from now on, you'll be at the forefront of fashion. It will be hard for her not to love you..."

"I'm not joking! I have never given up halfway!" Nian Te gritted his teeth, "One day, I will give him a good beating!"

Nian Te looked around the room; everyone was busy with their own tasks. Those who were crying continued to weep, while the one sharpening a knife had switched to a sword, sharpening it while tapping it with his fingers. Essentially, no one paid him any attention. Nian Te stepped outside to check the sign, confirming that it was indeed Class Tian, and that they were the only ones in the entire palace.

There is one more matter I hope Your Majesty will forgive

Why the haste to harm one another?

"These little bastards!" Master shouted as he rushed back to the principal's office to retrieve the Wind God Sword, "Kill! Kill!"

A hush fell over the surroundings, with various opinions being expressed.

At that time, he had no weapon in his hand! At least I could beat him up and then go to another school! Ah...!

Hamas provided itself with a reasonable explanation, just as it was about to leave, Principal Masta rushed over in a fit of anger: "Your Majesty..."

"You! Explain yourself! If the explanation is unsatisfactory, all will be executed!" Hamas roared, a murderous aura filling the air, as a large group of soldiers surged in from outside, drawing their swords and nocking their bows, aiming at the people inside the room

That large group of maids immediately dropped what they were doing, screaming and rushing to embrace Nian Te, who reciprocated without hesitation, kissing each one on the lips, which made A Zi quite envious

Masta has just returned the Wind God Sword to the principal's office and removed that dreadful armor: "I can hardly breathe! But it was worth it... Roger, what a good idea to isolate those problematic freshmen in Class A. If they had been seen at the ceremony just now, His Majesty would have gone mad. What about the Pope and His Majesty Hamas?"

The scene was in chaos, as this sudden storm threw everyone into disarray. The armor clattered noisily, with some believing they should don their helmets first, while others thought it best to mount their horses, resulting in utter confusion. Whispers filled the spacious hall with a buzzing sound.

Well... let's just say it's the same style as yours. By the way, my name is first; didn't you see that?

For some unknown reason, Master suddenly felt younger. The Wind God Sword is indeed immensely powerful, but what invigorated him was not the precious sword, but that group of detestable young people

At that moment, a person lifted a bottle and took a few swigs of liquor, then "puffed" out fire, prompting several people to cheer. Another person suddenly jumped down from the roof and, like a gecko, began to scurry along the wall again

Masta stood behind the podium, unaware of what had gone wrong; in any case, the armor concealed her face, rendering her pale with fear invisible to others

"I am not angry!" Hamas stood still, "They are indeed your source of difficulty, aren't they? In my view, they are a very promising group of children!"

"Your Highness," the messenger explained, "this is not a circulating coin, and it is minted in limited quantities solely as a reward within our county."

"Very well! I will keep an eye on their performance, and if it does not meet my satisfaction, I will hold you accountable for today's shame! Do you understand? Make good use of the Wind God Sword that I have bestowed upon you!" Hamas said, jabbing his finger sharply into Masta's chest before striding away.

"It is a pity that I cannot truly kill them." Masta, panting, arrived outside the door of Class A, and as reason gradually calmed him down, he pushed the door open and walked in

Hamas was taken aback; the gold coin had already been tucked away by his daughter, who clearly refused to take it out again. He gestured for the messenger to accept it and teasingly said to his daughter, "Shall I have him become a cart driver?"

"Father, look at your appearance, the messenger is still here, how embarrassing!" Android Mei adjusted her braided hair and took out some gold coins for the messenger, "Having come from afar, you must be tired; please go rest first"

Well, my name is Nian Te, and I have a rather unique hobby

"That makes sense. However, in this situation, he doesn't have time to meet with me, and I still wish to speak with him, so let's not go too far."

Then let us spur him on fiercely; otherwise, we would be failing the earnest expectations placed upon him

"Religious Reformation? Forming a new church without magic?" Hamas was so delighted that he almost exclaimed aloud, and later he slammed the table with force, "Incredible! Ha ha, ha ha, oh...! The year is coming!"

"We are the three tyrants of this city"

In the midst of the screams, Nian Te and everyone in the house, whether guilty or innocent, crashed through the windows and flew outside.

"This elder brother (who appears to be in his thirties), why are you crying"

The Pope felt very satisfied; regardless of what King Laitenis said, the knights were born to defend the Church. No matter what kind of knights they were, at this moment, their primary purpose remained the defense of God's dignity. Therefore, the order of salutation placed the Pope in front and the king behind.

Meeting adjourned

It was an exceptionally finely minted gold coin, inscribed with "Rosmend Year, Nineteen Years Old," with every detail from the hair to the gaze intricately carved. The obverse featured a portrait, while the reverse depicted a figure on horseback in the act of archery.

Thank you, but no need. Although the clothes designed by Azzi are quite valuable, Nian Te still does not wish to wear them. "So you didn't attend the opening ceremony at all? King Lightness and the Pope were both there; it was quite a sensation! The principal was fully armored, as if preparing for battle, and his face was not visible.

How luxurious! Is it that Class A is particularly special

"It really is revenge, isn't it..." Lino believed, "Have you ever considered changing schools?"

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Hamas gazed from afar, having visited every week for several months. After the class A team ran two laps around the racetrack with their backpacks, which had been loaded to fifty kilograms, they placed the backpacks on the scale for inspection.

"Boiling beans to make soup

King Lightness was not actually angry; rather, he patiently awaited the moment when the arena would fall silent. Once each knight was seated neatly upon their horse, he resumed his mysterious smile

Hamas fell silent, lowering his head in contemplation, and suddenly turned to leave the classroom. All the soldiers sheathed their swords, and the principal, filled with trepidation, followed closely behind. In the blink of an eye, only they remained in the room. After a moment of silence before the storm, enthusiastic cheers erupted.

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Hamas is quite troubled by his sons, who are young and ignorant, and he finds it difficult to satisfy them. At this moment, he cannot help but curse, "Fools! The Seg was approved by me, and my portrait is on the new silver dollar; the mold has long been prepared! It’s just that I didn’t want the Pope’s head to appear, which is why it hasn’t been minted." The princes, both young and old, dared not utter a word. Hamas turned to the messenger and asked, "Is his leg healed?"

Not yet. However, I don't mind; tell me, what does he look like now

"Oh my! Nian Te! What a remarkable encounter! I could just die from excitement!" That person immediately embraced Nian Te like a lovesick maiden, hugging and kissing him on the cheeks amidst the astonished gazes of many.

At that moment, the door suddenly swung open, and a person rushed in, exclaiming loudly, "Everyone, sit down!"

Hamas stood up, filled with excitement, "Prepare the vehicle! I want to go see the Young Lions Academy."

"My name is Sphinx. In fact, this is not my true appearance." Sphinx turned around, and in an instant, his face changed, "Isn't it interesting"

"May the light of Pheus bless you all"

From this point on, the differences between the king and the pope will be brought from beneath the table to the surface

Ah, do not look down on others! I am not old yet

"Proud as a mountain rose!" the messenger replied, "even our oldest lord shows him utmost respect"

Thanks to the blessings of the king, it is strangely cured by someone, and we are all very happy

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We haven't done anything wrong! No one has told us that we are not allowed to speak or that we must sit still

Red carpet? How could there be a red carpet? ... ... Masta fainted after glancing at the red carpet

It was only in that year that I discovered my wallet had been stolen. That classmate looked very much like an honest farmer, grinning foolishly: "This is my hobby! In fact, I am quite wealthy, but... this habit is a bit hard to control. If you catch me, please let me know! But don't be angry!"

Azi has already helped him resolve this confusion: "What was said at the opening ceremony? Your uniform is terribly ugly. There is a wardrobe over there; why not change into an outfit I designed instead?"

Dear new students, this is your only opportunity to enter the Knight Hall as ordinary individuals! Whether you will have the chance to stand here again in the future depends on your efforts!

Hamas dipped the bread into the milk, and his daughter exclaimed, "Dad! You look like a toothless old man!" The princes all knew he was troubled, but they did not dare to speak as the princess did.

But I will always be the hero, Master.

The messenger was taken aback, hesitating to accept the gold coins: "Your Majesty, forgive my rudeness. The young lord's horse is in good condition and should have arrived ahead of me. Has he not yet come to pay his respects to you?"

You scoundrel! Why did you deceive me into thinking the principal is a night watchman! Every year, I see Roger and run alongside him, carrying a load of thirty kilograms, sweating profusely.

Observing the nearly uncontrollable scene, Hamas smiled, presenting the sword with both hands to Masta, and whispered: "This is the privilege you desired"

There is no need for you to worry too much, and it is better not to meet him. Let him feel esteemed and self-aware; it is far better than being like an ox that grows quickly.

Without turning back, the other party exclaimed: "Talkative! Of course, it's about bringing her to life! Bringing her back to life... back to life..."

"He is a good pumpkin! I will bet on him! However, I must emphasize that I value his intellect greatly; do not let him become a mere brute. I want him to be my knight!"

"Why are there no teachers in the house? I feel it is your responsibility now!" Hamas suddenly turned serious, "How do you plan to teach them?"

Hamas did not sleep well at night, often recalling that profound ancient poem

Looking at the class allocation table for the year, I find it peculiar that I, without having taken any exams, am ranked at the top. It seems that the recommendation letter is indeed extraordinary. However, the issue is that each class, including subjects like knitwear design, consists of around one hundred students, while my class has fewer than fifty, which is somewhat strange.

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Oh dear

Hehe, is it strange? I can perform ventriloquism

The Three Tyrants of this city: "No one opposes it, so it's settled! Our class will monopolize the nation's economy..."

"Why is it me?" Nian Te suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, with dozens of eyes looking at him in various ways—some with pleading, some with sympathy, some as bystanders, and some with intimidation. After thinking for a few seconds, Nian Te was not quite sure what he should explain. In utter helplessness, Nian Te recited a poem.

He has no recollection of how he was brought back on horseback, whether he desperately climbed onto the horse himself or if the horse carried him back on its own.

Year said: "Haven't you seen it yourself?"

Do not discharge carelessly

Regardless of the circumstances, life is an endless ocean, with no visible boundaries. It is the presence of joy, sorrow, and pain that stirs the waves, giving life its vibrancy. Therefore, whether it is ideals or love, one must pursue them.

The beans weep in the pot

Ah...! Roger performed two beautiful rolls on the ground, evading the attack while drawing a short bow and nocking an arrow from behind. "If you are serious, I will have to fight back!"

The Three Tyrants of this City: "Everyone! Shall we elect this big brother as our leader?"

Disgusting! Azhi just bumped with his butt for a year, I thought you really had such good literary talent! This is an ancient poem from an old era, over three thousand years old, indeed difficult to understand

Do you not want to chat? I feel quite bored being left aside this year

In that year, a low voice called out, "It is His Majesty Hamas!" Immediately, the people in the room put away their belongings and sat up straight. The maids, well-trained and unflustered, sat upright on the carpet at the back.

Hmm... suddenly felt someone at the door, but the door was already closed, as if someone had gone to the wrong place. There was already enough to see in front of him, and he was not interested in what kind of person would come in from outside, nor did he associate the other party with Emperor Lightness.

Hamas could no longer contain itself: "What are you doing?"

The princess suddenly extended a pouch of coins: "I will exchange one hundred gold coins with you, and that coin belongs to me!"

Ultimately, Hamas retreated, closing the door behind them before they were noticed: "Could it be that a certain young lady is borrowing the classroom for her birthday? It is quite possible!"

In fact, I am not reading; I am listening to others speak. However, sometimes I am also sleeping. My name is Sairen. Do not secretly spy on others from behind; that is not good!" Suddenly, the person spoke, and despite being some distance away from their leader, he was able to hear their conversation, demonstrating extraordinary hearing. Moreover, when he spoke, he did not raise his head or lower the book, and he did not even move his lips, yet his voice came through clearly.

The world has truly changed

Damn it! I was desperately shoving things into my mouth this year. Fortunately, you left last night's dinner behind; I am starving and craving books!

This knife is already very sharp! Nian Te really wanted to talk to him, but it seemed difficult to find a way in. The man glanced at Nian Te, his face showing no expression, and continued to sharpen his knife

We are all born from the same root

Masta was taken aback, suddenly noticing someone running while tightly holding a potted plant, and another person angrily carrying a gleaming steel knife as if ready to attack at any moment. He wanted to force them to change their bad habits, but experience told him that these students seemed a bit unusual.

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Perhaps it would be better to understand them a little more. In any case, when they are exhausted to the point of breaking, they will simply throw away what they are holding. With this thought in mind, Masta urged her horse to follow behind. A large group of maids, holding tea snacks and towels, waited on the hillside, and upon seeing Masta pass by, they all stuck out their tongues and made faces.

Following the carpet, Nian continued to walk forward and finally arrived in a room. The entire room was covered with luxurious carpets; some people were crying, some were sharpening knives, and others were reading books. A large group of young and beautiful maids was busily hanging silk and scrolls on the walls. A person with fair and delicate skin, dressed in silk clothing adorned with embroidered flowers on the back, was directing: "So ugly! What kind of classroom is this! There is no sense of aesthetics whatsoever!" The voice was distinctly feminine.

The Pope ascended the platform, and a profound silence enveloped the crowd below. As he stood at the center of the podium, all the knights dismounted in unison, lowering their lances in accordance with ancient customs and removing their helmets as a sign of respect

The messenger knew that he was in a position to have his requests granted, so he quickly brought up the matter that the Grand Duke had specifically instructed him to mention: "Your Majesty, the Grand Duke wishes to borrow the finest painter in the court."

Suddenly, the room was filled with a buzzing noise; some people took out cards, others continued chatting, some sharpened knives, and there were those who waved at him, saying: "Don't report to the principal! My dad is the director of the garbage station..."

Oh, how much absurdity they have accumulated

My father is the Minister of Animal Husbandry in this city, and all the vehicles and supplies in the city must be allocated by him

Hamas hurriedly made his way to his cart without looking back, while Masta followed closely behind, panting heavily

Satisfied with such a standard slogan, the Pope did not deliver a speech but instead looked at King Leitenis with a mocking gaze as he descended the stage. The knights of Hamas, proud of their slogan, made such a declaration; he was curious to see how much support Hamas would garner as a king. If a day of dual authority were to truly arrive, the current slogan would reveal how many would choose to leave the ranks of the Church's knights to follow the king.

Mirenia, at the age of thirteen, is known as the Western Saint Girl, a genius magical girl and the prized disciple of the Western bishop. She is currently studying at the Saintess Academy. As long as she is present, the knight we send this year is unlikely to win

The Sphinx seems to have a favorable impression of him, as this place is filled with oddities, and Nian appears to be the most normal among the most normal people.

"Look at you!" Hamas suddenly erupted in anger, "The knights have plunged their guns into the ground! Are you still considered warriors? Get back on your horses! Put on your helmets!"

Speak up

With sharp eyes and quick wit, exuding a strong noble demeanor, I should inquire about his name. Could he possibly be sent by the Pope to undermine my academy

Is it about the destruction of the portrait of Zumaer?

The three individuals exchanged glances, each feeling that the words were reasonable. They immediately regarded A Zhi with newfound respect and began to engage in small talk, likely to soon influence the national situation.

Class A of the Heavenly Division? In the year of the special examination, he tried to find a sign like a map, but someone nearby told him: "Are you from Class A of the Heavenly Division? Follow that red carpet..."

Is it the gardener?

This was his choice, and in an instant, the world changed

From now on, do not spread carpets everywhere

In an instant, Master Masta doubted whether he was still himself, for he had never liked to think, preferring to bleed instead. Yet now he pondered like a sage. This caused him to pause for a few seconds, but in the end, he still took the Wind Spirit Sword, for if he had to choose, he would rather believe in his former comrade Hamas, believing in humanity that does not rely on the divine

This ... ... messenger is not a poet, which has indeed posed a challenge for him; however, one thing conveniently saved him: "Your Majesty, for my Rose County, this is a particularly special year"

I see the boys of summer in destruction

"What? You just read it out like that?" The Sphinx was astonished, "I can't believe you thought of that! Impressive! Impressive!"

Thank God for His grace! I vow to defend the Holy See to the death! This slogan has been forged through countless trials, resonating in unison, loud as thunder.

Hamas looked for a while and felt that the clay sculpture had no possibility of coming to life. He also felt like a fool and had no choice but to continue walking forward. Ahead, there was a noisy commotion, completely different from the place he had just visited. When Hamas looked up, he saw "Class Tianzi No. 1" and was instantly enraged. He pushed open the door, ready to explode in anger, only to find himself in a boudoir filled with silk flowers, with soft pink curtains. It seemed that no one in the room was wearing a school uniform; there were all sorts of activities happening, and a dozen young girls were serving tea.

Everyone—! Hamas ignored the mocking gazes directed at him, smiling as he walked to the front of the stage, yet he did not utter a word for a long time, merely scanning each person repeatedly. His facial expression gradually shifted from a smile to a stern demeanor, quickly putting everyone on edge.

Why? King Hamas of Lightness was quite surprised, as he understood that Master Ma used to be very concerned about his reputation; even if he could not win, he would not take the initiative to admit it.

Good horse! It can still take care of its severely injured master! Hearing the neighing of the horse outside and looking at the fallen Yante, Lino felt no envy at all

Masta was completely enraged, losing all sense of reason. The skills of his youth surged to the forefront of his mind, and his internal energy flowed ceaselessly. If it were not for his protruding belly, the palace would surely have collapsed at that moment

You are still secretly watching others from behind