A year later, in Blogna, the Country of Scholars.
It was early spring, and the cold that had lasted for an entire winter in the capital, Leinster, was gradually disappearing, making people feel more comfortable. The trees on the streets were greener, and the pedestrians were wearing fewer clothes. Similar to the gradually warming weather, the city was also full of enthusiasm and vitality.
There was no other reason, but it was the start of school season.
Every spring, the capital of the Country of Scholars, Leinster, was known as the most lively place in the human world. The younger generation of all the countries in Xi Ya would gather here, not only the nobles of the various countries, but also many people who came from afar.
As a country where more than eighty percent of the schools in Xi Ya gathered, there were many academies in Blogna, and Leinster, as the capital of Blogna, had the reputation of being the capital of academies.
More than sixty percent of the areas in Leinster were educational institutions, among which there were more than twenty academies that only fourteen years old adults could enter. With so many academies recruiting students, it was natural that not only were the nobles recruited, but in fact, most of the academies were composed of commoners.
Leinster Comprehensive Academy, Cecily Women's Academy, St. Wisdom's Academy, these were all famous academies funded by big schools, each with their own characteristics in different fields. But when it came to the most influential and powerful, there was only one answer, and that was St. Freya's Academy.
St. Freya's Academy, the first academy in the Academy City, was built more than nine hundred years ago, and could be said to be as old as the country. In fact, the city of Leinster was originally built around St. Freya's Academy, but in the following few hundred years, due to the increasing number of students, it continued to expand, and finally reached its current scale.
So how big was St. Freya's Academy's influence?
This was a difficult question to answer, but according to St. Freya's biggest event every hundred years, the 100th anniversary of the school, it could be seen.
All the heads of state had graduated from St. Freya's Academy, and according to Luo Ya's thinking in his previous life, they were basically the spokespersons of St. Freya's Academy, but this lineup of spokespersons was not as simple as just shocking, it was terrifying.
Grasping the top resources, to a certain extent, would create a siphon effect, and St. Freya's Academy was the most typical example of this.
When generations of emperors and kings graduated from this academy, their descendants and subordinates basically had no other choice. Unless they were stupid, they would do anything to get in.
For example, the princes of various countries. When their fathers, grandfathers, and ancestors all attended St. Freya's school, it would unknowingly become a tradition. Even if they didn't want to, they had to consider whether they would be attacked by others, especially the conservative faction, if they changed schools.
As for the nobles of the various countries, they had even less of a choice. Their own bosses were there, so how could they run away?
As the first academy, St. Freya's Academy had started this virtuous cycle of excellent students hundreds of years ago. This advantage had continued to this day, and the reason why it was able to maintain its dominance in Bologna, the country of education, was not only because of its excellent students, but also because it had enough money.
After so many years, when the graduates recalled their school days after experiencing the vicious beating of society, they would feel an indescribable sense of beauty. This did not only exist in Luo Ya's previous life, but also in Xi Ya. Or rather, after experiencing the intrigue and swords, Xi Ya's nobles had a deeper feeling.
However, unlike the graduates of other academies, those who reminisced about St. Freya's Academy in their dreams were all big shots. Every year, the academy's annual donations accounted for more than half of its income, so strictly speaking, this academy was funded by the nobles of Shiya.
St. Freya's Academy could be said to be the best in the Academy City of Leinster, but compared to its great reputation, there were not many students here. Therefore, the students who wore the Book of Truth badge of St. Freya's Academy naturally stood out in this city where students made up more than 50% of the population.
For example, right now, on a chair by the side of the road leading to the academy area, a young man attracted the attention of many young people passing by.
"It's a male student from St. Freya's Academy!"
"Shh! Lower your voice. "
"… Looks like he's a noble, and his rank is probably not low."
On the far side of the street, a few girls from Cecily Girls' Academy gathered together and chatted, their eyes occasionally stealing glances at the black-haired young man on the opposite side of the street. Nearby, there were several small groups like this.
During their time as a student, some people chose to study hard to enrich themselves, while others chose to use their youth to fall in love. Everyone's choice was different, and each had their own exciting moments. But in the city of Leinster, the hormones of puberty seemed to be secreted more than in other places.
It couldn't be helped. No matter how they tried to hide it, humans were animals who followed their instincts. Being attracted to outstanding members of the opposite sex was a necessity engraved in their genes. And the city of Leinster was the cradle of the young generation. Under the fame of St. Freya's Academy, its students were added with a layer of luxurious background. For girls from Cecily Girls' Academy, which had a zero male-to-female ratio, it was almost a natural attraction.
They looked at people with prejudice, not to mention the fact that the young man opposite them was so outstanding.
It was a black-haired young man wearing a dark-colored coat. His appearance was handsome, his body was slender, and his calm and gentle temperament made people feel good about him. His pair of golden eyes were noble and mysterious, and his whole body exuded the noble elegance of a superior noble.
At this moment, the young man was reading a book with his head lowered. From the old packaging and yellowed paper, it should be an ancient book with a long history. Beside him, a classical cane was placed. The streets were crowded with people during the school season, and noise was inevitable. But around the young man reading the book, there was a strange sense of tranquility.
"Wouldn't it be unladylike to ask for his name?"
"Is he a freshman? Or a senior? "
"It doesn't matter. Hurry up and decide. If you dawdle, the girls from St. Westwood's Academy will beat you to it!"
The girl groups looked at each other anxiously from afar. No one wanted to let the other get ahead of them. But in Xi Ya, most girls were more conservative, especially those who had just entered the academy not long ago. It took a lot of courage to hit on a man.
Just as they were monitoring each other and discussing endlessly, the black-haired young man on the opposite chair moved.
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