Every breath, every slight bump, even the leaves outside rustling in the wind, seemed exceptionally clear in the classroom.

The students were all waiting, watching the teacher on the podium from time to time.

Time seemed to stand still in the silence, lasting a long time but also seeming like only a moment.

Xiduo took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, put away the potato chips, and his expression became solemn again.

He coughed softly, breaking the silence.

"Miss Anfisi's Campert family began in Solar Calendar 1725. In recent years, they have been staunch right-wingers. Although there are many demons in their family, they were all bought as servants. Their trade with the Estheran Kingdom is also legal and compliant. There are no risks in terms of taxation or imperial secrets. I believe no amount of investigation will find any problems. There is no way this kind of family could be spies for the Protos Empire. They can withstand the trials and tribulations."

Xiduo said on the podium, his voice like a breeze gently brushing away the winter cold.

Hearing Xiduo smoothing things over, the others gradually breathed a sigh of relief.

It seemed that this class could resume its steady progress.

No, they couldn't quite tell whether Xiduo was helping her or messing with her.

Soon someone noticed that the blonde noble lady Anfisi's eyes were constantly darting around, and cold sweat was breaking out on her forehead.

This associate professor was a double agent! He had her completely twisted.

"Students,"

Xiduo said gently, with a hint of pleasure in his voice,

"I know everyone is a little excited and nervous about these topics. Maybe some students are even a little scared, but please remember, this is just a classroom."

…

The Protos Royal Magic Academy, the ancient history department building, was shrouded in the mist of the garden, the solemn atmosphere of history enveloping every inch of land.

On the stone corridor on the side of the building, although it was already noon, there was no glaring light, only a steady light falling, just like the history department building, unassuming, only the deep knowledge and wisdom contained within.

The whole class ended in a calm and quiet atmosphere.

In terms of discipline, it was even a notch higher than the classes at the Ikriete Academy.

After class, Direct Soldier Gloria disappeared without a trace, while Xiduo, carrying his briefcase, came to the back of the classroom and invited Lancy to chat while walking.

Two tall figures walked along the path, their steps steady, talking to each other with respect.

"Mr. Loki McCarthy, would you like to be my teaching assistant? It's equivalent to a formal teaching position hired by the history department of the Protos Royal Academy."

Xiduo felt that the students desperately needed some encouragement from this kind of strict teacher.

"Of course, no problem, or rather, I have many questions about the history of the Northern Continent that I would like to ask Associate Professor Xiduo."

Lancy always readily accepted this kind of work.

He had already discovered that as long as he went to a place like a school, with his outstanding student management skills, he would always encounter the opportunity to be hired before long.

Originally, if he wanted to, he could also rely on the support of his student Zestira to retire in the Northern Continent.

But his life was more than just eating and sleeping; he also shouldered lofty ideals. He wanted to work hard to make society happy, healthy, and prosperous forever.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Loki."

Xiduo quickly introduced Lancy to the procedures they needed to go through next and the corresponding benefits.

Although the salary was not as high as the Viscount Francis paid Lancy, Lancy was already receiving three salaries anyway. The Extinction Branch and the Hegemony Branch would both pay him.

In addition, Xiduo would allocate the credit points that he, as an associate professor, was allowed to give, to Lancy every day, which was equivalent to transferring them to Zestira's hands, which was much more than Zestira could normally earn by completing her coursework every day.

"If you enter the academy as a noble's servant, you will still not be allowed to go out on weekdays, but you can normally perform the work of the history department's textbook team. If you enter the academy as a teacher starting next week, you can travel freely, but you will not be able to perform the duties of a servant, such as helping Zestira participate in monthly assessments and other projects, but you will still be able to bring her extra credit points."

Xiduo explained to Lancy.

"What if I want to take a month off starting next week?"

Lancy had four jobs now, and the scheduling needed to be staggered.

The cat boss hiding in the shadows was silent.

It found that the number of jobs Lancy had was gradually becoming a little abstract.

This guy's talent and ambition seemed to have no limits.

After Lancy became the Hegemony Saint, the cat boss finally understood why Hugh always said to stop him a little.

But for now, even if Hugh wasn't around, the problem wasn't particularly big.

At most, he had just become a little famous in the Helrom political and legal circles of the Imperial Capital for reporting the High Priest of the Extinction Branch, not to mention the entire Protos Empire, and the Northern Continent, which was countless times vaster than they could reach.

Everything will be fine once we find Hugh!

"A month? That's okay. You help me cure the students for a week, just use strong medicine. It should be cured in one course of treatment."

Xiduo thought for a moment and nodded.

It would be best to just send the students away, which would be more worry-free.

"I'll do my best."

Lancy walked with Xiduo on the road to the office building.

Regarding the classroom, the two of them found that they had a lot to talk about, and they both agreed with the educational philosophy of using severe penalties to govern chaotic troops and strong medicine to cure serious diseases.

Until the figures of the students along the way became less and less, and finally they reached a sparsely populated place near the teacher's office building.

"Loki, what do you think about this war in the Protos Empire?"

Xiduo asked suddenly.

This kind of sensitive topic shouldn't be talked about.

It was just that Lancy hadn't concealed his position too much before, so Xiduo spoke to him directly.

In the present day, there were not many people who had the courage and strength to express their position.

Lancy smiled when he heard this, as if he felt that the war itself was unnecessary.

"If I were the president of the Empire, there would be no possibility of this war. I would directly build a wall in the north to eliminate the concerns of the northern residents, and also prove the innocence of the northern countries. But every country in the north needs to give me money. The Protos Empire will only be responsible for 30% of the cost of building the wall at most."

He raised his hand and confidently pointed out his evaluation.

Xiduo: "…"

He felt like he had a bone stuck in his throat after hearing this.

Although Lancy's words sounded absurd.

But it seemed that it was indeed something this madman could do.

The northern kingdoms thought that instead of fighting this war, maybe paying to build a wall would be better. It could also be considered a protective guarantee for them.

One solution satisfied everyone's demands.

Although no one would feel particularly comfortable in their hearts…

(End of this chapter)