Chapter 266

Chapter 266: Brief Classroom Discussion

“Why did Nia choose this path?” The few people indoors looked at the slightly petite goat-horned girl in puzzlement.

“Can we not talk about this?” Nia hesitated, feeling a bit embarrassed.

“Come on, come on, we won’t laugh at you,” Alena encouraged her.

“It’s only Alena who would laugh at others,” Letis couldn’t help but undermine her, but her eyes were curiously sizing up the brown-haired roommate in gray-red dress, as if seeing her for the first time.

“If Nia doesn’t want to talk about it, there’s no need to force her,” Lolan Hill could understand Nia’s hesitation. Personal wishes and thoughts, seen from the outside, can sometimes seem unrealistic and foolish. Speaking them out risks being laughed at.

“In fact, I want to become stronger and learn more about discipline and codes.”

“?!” Letis and Alena tilted their heads in confusion, but seeing Nia’s firm look, they didn’t try to dissuade her.

The Bridge of Unfallen Academy primarily focuses on the War Sequence and Ocean Sequence. Its teaching style is strict, with semi-military management, producing many well-known generals, captains, judges, and knights. It leaves the deepest impression with its tough attitude and stringent discipline. Graduates of this academy are inevitably influenced by this style to some extent.

“Nia, do what you want to do,” Lolan Hill said encouragingly, no longer pressing for an answer. Alena and Letis also echoed in encouragement.

“Thank you everyone,” Nia looked at them, her face flushing.

Afterwards, they talked about their holiday experiences, and dinner gradually concluded amidst warm conversations.

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Winter courses mainly focus on reviewing and consolidating the knowledge learned in the first half of the year, with teachers also discussing extensions and matters related to the end-of-year promotion exams.

Some students studied diligently, while others were distracted, whispering about the upcoming ‘Winter Festival Evening.’

As one of Emanas’ major annual events, the Winter Festival Evening has traditionally been hosted by the ‘Crown of Melody,’ one of the ten crowns, and assisted by the ‘Crown of Seven Colors.’ Most performers are students from grades 2 to 5, with freshmen usually just watching.

Before the Winter Festival Evening, the school holds a grand competition, with five academies from four academic levels sending students to compete for the title of “Unique Crown.” The scenes are often spectacular, especially the final rounds, where each contestant’s strength is around Sequence 6-7, providing significant benefits to lower-grade students.

“Have you heard? This year’s favorite contender?”

“I don’t know, aren’t we all freshmen? How come you have such good information?” A male student looked at his classmate in disbelief.

“Well, I’m just serving the community. If I hadn’t gathered information, everyone would miss out on many exciting things in the first semester,” the chubby student glanced at the teacher, who was writing on a slate, then continued.

“Firstly, the Black and White Dragons from the Northern Tower Academy, who were the runner-up and third-place winners last time.”

“Secondly, the ‘Red Rose Sword’ Wei Lin from Fortress Academy, and the Faolam and Faosi siblings from Temple Academy, all top contenders from last year.”

“Then there are a few rising stars this year, like ‘Flowing Sword’ Buyudao and ‘Piercing Army Spear’ Darxi,” before he finished, a pain shot through his forehead, as if someone had flicked him with steel fingers.

Before he could lift his head to find who hit him, the teacher’s calm voice came from the front. “Student, stand up and answer this question. Why did the Necromancer Sequence begin to decline in the later stages of the Mercury Dynasty?”

“Yes, it’s you, no need to doubt,” the teacher signaled the student not to dodge.

“Um… Sorry, teacher, I forgot,” even in winter, under the attention of several classes, sweat trickled down the chubby student’s forehead.

“Alright, can the student next to you answer?”

The teacher turned his gaze, and the boy quickly stood up, answering calmly.

“In the later stages of the Mercury Dynasty, due to centuries of continuous depletion, past remains, bones, and spirits were heavily consumed, and new necromancers generally lacked resources after reaching Sequence 5. Additionally, the model of sustaining war through battles became less effective without the replenishment of ancient remains; killing enemies to obtain remains became less cost-effective.”

“Not bad, continue,” the teacher glanced at the student and signaled him to proceed.

“For example, a necromancer commanding 1,000 skeleton warriors against a 500-person enemy army might lose 800 skeletons to gain over 500 corpses.”

“Of course, this is an ideal scenario. In reality, skeletons have almost no intelligence and rely entirely on the necromancer’s micromanagement, making the casualty ratio even higher. Also, combat damages reduce the number of usable corpses, and high-tier extraordinary beings who die and are resurrected as undead actually lose strength.”

“Especially with the rise of the Angel Sequence, people have found ways to purify remains, further suppressing the power of necromancers. This led to a significant reduction in extraordinary necromancers towards the end of the Mercury Dynasty, eventually being replaced by other extraordinary sequences, leading to the collapse of the dynasty.”

“Good, you can sit down now.”

After sitting down, the chubby student looked at him in disbelief.

Wow, pretending to chat with me, he was actually secretly learning. That’s so mean.

After this minor incident, the classroom discussions quieted down. Everyone sat quietly, listening to the skeleton teacher explain history and related reflections.

In the winter classroom, several copper chandeliers hung above, casting a pale yellow light through thick lampshades onto the slightly dim room. Outside the fog-covered glass windows was a dull sky, with snowflakes drifting by.

Until a clear, pleasant bell rang, breaking the silence.

“Alright, that’s all for today. Next time, I’ll discuss the changes and revival of the Necromancer Sequence. Please prepare accordingly.”

“Thank you, teacher.”

As if a still image suddenly came alive, students rushed out of the classroom, onto the corridor, bustling and crowding, heading towards the dining hall building in the gray snow mist.

“Lolan, over here~” Night Spirit Ling greeted from the steps outside the hall, only revealing a cute little face under the wide fur-lined hood.

“Okay,” Lolan Hill and a few roommates walked in that direction.

In the cold, snow-filled winter, enjoying hot soup and food under warm yellow lights became the students’ most anticipated moment of the day.

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