Chapter 967 Look Inside The Schools (Part-1)

Chapter 967 Look Inside The Schools (Part-1)

Chapter 967

Prince Perikles stayed in the library for almost the remainder of the day, sitting around a table near the corner, away from most prying eyes, and going through the section detailing Adhania's history.

It was a topic that he did not have much familiarity with and thus wanted to catch up.

And here, one of the specific mentions that he wished to view was information about Alexander.

Because the prince suddenly came to the realization that despite the man's name being almost synonymous with Zanzan, much of what he knew about the man was in the form of rumors, exaggerated claims from his retainers, or things that sounded too good to be true.

Thus Perikles wanted to find any concrete reads that definitely stated his accomplishments.

He was however grossly disappointed in the results of this endeavor since there was literally not a single thing about Alexander here.

The only books currently in the library were from Alexander's captured loot.

Thus reading the chronicles of his exploits would have to wait.

Perikles would return to his home around the time the library was scheduled to close and relay all his findings to his mother during supper. New novel chapters are published on

"Zanzan is certainly a much better city than I could have ever expected. It's huge. The roads are wide. It's clean. There is no congestion. And I've seen few beggars!"

"There is even a free library. I never would have thought of something like that!"

"It seems Alexander is quite accomplished as a lord! What do you say, mother?"

Looking at her son's lightly grinning face, Lady Parthia had a complicated feeling rise within her.

She certainly could not refute her son, as she had noticed many of the same things he did.

But she also did not want her son to develop favorable feelings towards Alexander and this place.

It might have sounded selfish, but Lady Parhthia still viewed herself as queen of Tibias and a small part of her still wanted to liberate her lands.

"Ye... yes. It seems our defeat was not unjust. And our fate not too cruel."

However, she mostly kept these thoughts to herself, not wishing to see her son become a martyr because of her.

Thus she replied like so.

Although as she did, somehow Alexander's face floated into her mind, and it subconsciously made her blush.

She was once again reminded of that night when that young man had shown her a whole new world of pleasure, and although very ashamed, she could not relive it.

The way he had put her on all fours and pounded from behind, smashing her heavy, flawless ass and turning it red.

If it was not obvious, this Marcus was Jamiz's youngest son, aged sixteen.

And the way he got into this school was once again through connections, primarily because the wine merchant wanted to get that subsidy Alexander provided to the parents of the attending children.

It was not much, but hey, something was better than nothing.

*Whistle*, *Whistle*,

Just the group of children was starting to gossip, suddenly this loud whistle rang a few times from across the open field, and like clockwork, all five hundred of the attending children broke off whatever they were doing and started to run towards the source, before quickly lining up in rows, going from the shortest in the front to the tallest at the back.

This was the physical exercise portion of the education it started with the children reciting an oath of fealty to Gaia and Alexander and his family, promising to always obey and uphold their rule.

And yes, it was only these two, with no mention of Ramuh or the king, Ptolomy.

Finishing that, then for the next half an hour, the children were drilled in various military exercises.

These included the most common 'attention' and 'stand at ease'commands, turning to a specific direction on command, and other physical gymnastics designed to get the blood pumping.

While failure to appropriately follow the order would get a verbal lashing by the commanding teachers.

Once this was done, the children were given a hearty breakfast of bread, cheese, olive oil, and any kind of seasonal fruit as the staple, along with some kind of protein like eggs, smoked meat, or cooked fish.

And then around 7 am, the actual classes would start.

First would be maths.

And today, Waalie found himself sitting on carpets with a pile of sand in front of him, while the teacher wrote on a blackboard various symbols representing the numbers 50 to 100, how to write the numbers in words, and then telling them to memorize these by practicing on the sand.

"Finished!" However, possessing an almost eidetic memory, Waalie was able to memorize the entire list almost instantly and claimed his work was done almost as soon as the teacher stopped writing.

"Finished?" The loud claim naturally drew the slightly irritated attention of the teacher and seeing this some of the students even sniggered.

While the man, having made his way to the way, stood in front of him imperiously, deciding to test the young boy.

And much to his astonishment, found the young boy to be right.

He truly could remember all the numbers as well as write them.

"Okay! Good. So for now, your next task will be to add 1 to 100."

Thus, having nothing better to give the boy, the elder man lightly smiled, and gave the Waalie this task, believing it to be immensely laborious.

He did not expect him to complete it.

Just to kill time.

"Finished! It's 5050!" So imagine his surprise when a few moments later came this joyous chirp.