Chapter 126

Chapter Ninety-Eight

“I see.”

I nodded obediently at her, not in the mood to talk about names.

“Alright, let me first tell you about the academy’s rules.” The headmistress slowly adjusted her posture, for some reason directing her gaze towards Carlos, who was a meter away from me. “In theory, entering our academy requires strict assessments. But I know your story, you have another name, called… Sylvie, right?”

“Um… Principal Bertha,” Melville awkwardly pointed in my direction, “Miss Peyello is on your left. The gentleman on your right is Mr. Carlos of the Silver Flash, who served as a special instructor here a couple of years ago…”

“Oh.”

The headmistress kept her composure and simply glanced at me before continuing her sentence… or was she looking at me? It felt like the focus was off…

“Miss Sylvie, I apologize.”

“It’s fine… well… actually, I’m called Sylvieg…”

Grandmother, your memory really isn’t that good…

Or do you have a bad habit of deliberately getting names wrong like me?

But Carlos actually worked here as a special instructor… with his lack of patience, wouldn’t he mislead students?

I looked at him in surprise, seeing him expressionless while fidgeting with his fingers, as if he hadn’t noticed being completely ignored.

While I was lost in these trivial thoughts, Headmistress continued, “Yes, Sherweg. The youngest ever Papal Knight, a hero who single-handedly slew the Abyss in Silgaya, truly remarkable. The Royal Academy is honored to have such an outstanding student like you, your strength is unquestionable, and with little Vicky’s recommendation, there is no need for further testing.”

“…Little Vicky, ha.”

I only caught this one part of her speech… it was obvious who she meant.

Such a cute name, yet attached to that woman, it seemed somewhat unfortunate.

“But this means the academy cannot accurately assess your talent, so you will have to choose yourself. The Royal Academy has always had a six-year curriculum, divided into levels one through six, this rule cannot change. Of course, you can skip levels, but my suggestion is, if you are here to systematically learn knowledge, it would be best to start from level one with the new freshmen this year. Do you disagree?”

I tilted my head and thought.

“Grandma, does the academy restrict students’ activities and travel?”

“Grandma… you call me grandma?”

Headmistress smiled lightly when I called her that, her wrinkles deepening, almost making her eyes appear sunken, yet it didn’t look unattractive.

“I can call you grandma, right?”

“Mm, not exactly inappropriate.” The headmistress waved her hand, not wanting to delve deeper into the topic. She opened her mouth, “What did you ask me just now?”

“Uh…”

I repeated my question.

“Oh, you’re worried about inconvenience during Church events? No problem. While students below level three are not allowed to leave the academy privately, you are a special case and can do as you please, but you must report any incidents in advance.”

“I understand. Then, I’ll start from level one.”

The grandmother nodded.

“Alright, settled then. Next is the curriculum… aside from the mandatory courses of Order Studies, Theology, and Physical Training, you can freely choose the rest. Whether you can smoothly advance…

Reaching the next level depends on your credits and the year-end evaluation. I believe this won’t be a problem for you.”

She paused here, then slowly bent down and took out more than twenty books from under the desk, spreading them out on the table.

My eyes fell on the books on top. There were thick volumes like “Herb Composition,” “The Abyss and The Swamp,” “Divine History,” “Those Wondrous Beings,” and so on. After doing this, the headmaster grandmother looked somewhat exhausted. She took a few deep breaths before continuing to speak to me.

“These are all textbooks. You can choose whichever ones interest you. You must take at least three elective courses, but there’s no upper limit. However, do not overburden yourself. Time is limited, don’t bite off more than you can chew… Take a look.”

I frowned and began to select among the books on the table.

The first thing that caught my eye was “The Abyss and The Swamp.” This was something I urgently needed to understand. Even though I knew the content would likely be limited, it should contain most of the information currently known by humans.

After picking out the book about the abyss and setting it aside, I picked up “Those Wondrous Beings” and skimmed through it briefly. I understood it was about the alien races that lived a thousand years ago. It seemed very interesting… That will be it.

For the last book, I chose “Divine History.”

I recalled what the Endless Abyss had once said, that it “followed the will of the gods.” What did that mean?

In the eyes of the world, the holy church, which was believed to save and benefit the people, claimed to be the most loyal followers of the gods. They burned themselves in the Gate of Truth, calling themselves servants of the truth god, even linking the abyss to the gods.

If, as in my previous life, gods were merely a belief, then such a situation wouldn’t be hard to understand. But here, gods seem to truly exist, and those beings or monsters were indeed using powers akin to those of the gods.

Thinking carefully, this was a terrifying matter.

But I knew nothing about it.

“I’ve made my choices.”

I placed the three books in front of Headmaster Grandma, who smiled again.

“You’ve chosen some rather obscure courses. However, they are indeed like a knight’s choices.”

I was puzzled.

“Why are they obscure?”

“Mm, why? Because not everyone is a knight. Many people choose more practical subjects like herbology or metallurgy, to make their future lives better.”

…I understood.

But I am not one of those people.

Because I have money.

“Just these three.”

“Alright.” The old lady casually pushed the other books aside. “You can take these three books with you. As for the dormitory arrangements… Melville, you can handle this for her.”

Melville nodded.

“Alright.”

I immediately panicked and hurriedly said, “Grandma, I have a place to stay outside.”

Staying in the dormitory would be disastrous!

I had never been good at living with others and preferred having my own space. Living in a dormitory was already impossible, let alone… it would definitely be a girls’ dormitory!

Although I was used to my own body, this was different. Looking at other girls… living in a dormitory would inevitably lead to various romantic scenes.

Just thinking about it was exciting.

“I know you have a place to stay outside, but you can’t go back every day,” Headmaster Grandma said somewhat unhappily. “The Royal Academy has many noble students, but none of them lack places to stay. This rule has never been broken. You can return on weekends and apply for temporary leave if there are important matters, but you must live in the academy like everyone else during regular times. I won’t indulge any bad habits of you nobles.”