The news of the newly-appointed dean of the college had just come out the day before, and now another bombshell message had been released, once again causing a stir in the college's news department and forum.
The course schedule of the new dean has been announced.
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When it comes to the capital of the Mirte College as a top college on the mainland, reputation is only a part. The fundamental basis for its establishment lies in its perfect teaching system, advanced theoretical research, and practical application.
And when it comes to the teaching system, "Holy Rank Teaching" is the most eye-catching course. After all, in the eyes of ordinary people, the insights and perspectives of the Holy Rank powerhouses are immensely valuable even if they casually offer a few pointers to ordinary students.
"So, are you really okay with teaching this kind of course? Are you kidding?" Aya leaned against the wall and almost couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of old blood after reading the course outline written by Tiran. Although she had already known that this wouldn't be something normal when she saw Tiran's lack of restraint smirk while writing the teaching outline...
But when she saw the four words printed in bold on the title - "Poetry Appreciation," Aya couldn't help but feel a bit defeated.
"Of course, I'm serious. No exaggeration or bias. I believe I have a talent for poetry," Tiran said solemnly.
Well, compared to what Aya had imagined, such as an appreciation course for explicit literature or a course on making action figures, poetry appreciation was barely considered a normal cultural course. But putting this kind of course on the Crown Princess?
"Seems a bit out of sync..." Aya covered her face. With your usual behavior, Your Highness, I can't connect you to a poet, let alone teaching others to appreciate poetry.
Also, now that I think about it, those palace teachers hired by His Majesty the King in the castle are not just objects of mischief for you, are they? Which of those courses have you taken seriously?
"Hey hey, what's with that skeptical expression? Don't believe me?" Tiran raised an eyebrow in displeasure.
"I dare not..." Aya quickly became like a turtle retracting its head. "It's just that this course of yours... can it pass with Lucius?"
Oh right. It's one thing to mess around in your own territory, but now your every move also affects the reputation of the Mirte College. Will they agree if you do anything reckless?
Tiran blinked his eyes, pondering for a moment.
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"Poetry Appreciation?" Lucius pushed his glasses and flipped through the teaching outline Tiran wrote, page by page.
"How is it? Can it pass?" Tiran asked nervously.
Smack.
Lucius put down the stack of papers, looking a bit regretful. "Your Highness, you are indeed a Holy Rank powerhouse, and although your strength is currently insufficient, your understanding of Holy Rank-level power would definitely benefit our students... But don't you plan on teaching any combat courses?"
"Well, I have no choice." Tiran explained his concerns and emphasized the current situation in Milanía.
"In that case..." Lucius lowered his head in contemplation, not speaking for a long time.
Hmm, it's really not possible, huh?
"Then we'll look forward to Your Highness's course. I'll go make a new course schedule." Lucius stood up.
"If it doesn't work out... eh? Is it, is it possible?" Tiran had already given up, but he was pleasantly surprised by Lucius's next words.
"Of course, no problem. The college is currently actively developing literature and art courses to cultivate students' comprehensive development. As a royal, we believe your literary accomplishment is not low, and teaching poetry is quite suitable."
Can it be like this?! Even Tiran couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief. This plot was just so unreasonable. However, in that moment, she noticed a hint of relief on Lucius' face.
"Wait, let me ask something," the princess suddenly remembered something important. "What was the previous professor's course..."
The air suddenly grew quiet.
Aya, who had been watching closely, saw the usually elegant headmaster's expression suddenly become incredibly strange. It was as if he had swallowed something... unspeakable.
In the end, he hurriedly replied with a dismissive "It was also a course on literature and art" before leaving. It wasn't until Tiran got to know the students herself that she completely understood the extraordinary existence of the previous professor.
The course of the former headmaster was called "Appreciation and Creation of Modern Art."
At first glance, it sounded quite high-end. But in reality, that so-called modern art... damn, it was just a bunch of perverted comics! And most of them were explicit!
No wonder the ones who attended the class all looked so similar to Roger, as if only relatives were welcome. Even I never considered such a thing!
For the first time, the princess felt a sense of awe towards someone she had only heard of. Turns out, they were like-minded individuals, pioneers on the path of promoting this art form.
Teaching people how to draw comics at the top academy in the Western Continent... simply exemplary.
"I understand why Lucius let your course pass. After all, compared to drawing comics, poetry appreciation and such are much more beautiful," sighed Aya.
Upon hearing Aya's words, the princess hmphed in dissatisfaction, narrowing her eyes slightly.
Oh? Are you sure?
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Petra sat somewhat nervously on a chair in the headmaster's office, placing her hands obediently on her lap. In front of her was a tea table with a cup of steaming honey red tea.
It was just past 4 PM, a time when all the regular classes had ended and most students had returned to their dorms or were out somewhere, enjoying their free time. It was supposed to be a relatively relaxing moment.
But Petra was incredibly nervous at the moment.
After all, standing by the window with a calm smile was none other than the newly appointed headmaster, the famous Silver War Maiden.
"Petra, nineteen years old, a third-tier student in the Swordsmanship Department specializing in light swords. Your student ID is 77777. Congratulations... cough, am I right?" the headmaster asked softly.
"Ah, well, yes!" The girl, lost in her nervousness, couldn't react immediately. After being called by Tiran's name several times, she realized and her beautiful eyes revealed her nervousness. She instinctively stomped her foot, stood up straight, and accidentally knocked over the tea cup, causing the deep red tea to spill all over the table.
Watching the girl hastily clean up the mess on the tea table, Tiran couldn't help but gently lift the corners of her mouth.
I didn't choose the wrong person. This child... truly is a dummy.
Ahem, that wording might not be accurate. The specific characterization should be "excellent strength, good grades, gentle and kind nature, reasonable and most importantly, obedient."
Tiran had specifically asked Aya to help secretly observe the academy's cafeteria for an entire afternoon to find such a suitable candidate.
As for why they needed such a child...
Ladies and gentlemen, in every class, there are always one or two individuals who are considered the teacher's pet or the troublemaker in the eyes of their classmates. They are usually referred to as class monitors, study committee members, or class representatives.
As the principal of a prestigious academy for outstanding students from mainland China, Tiran felt that she, too, needed such a person. After all, she was still new to the life here and unfamiliar with her students.
Based on her observations and the information she retrieved from the students' files during lunchtime, Petra seemed to fit the bill perfectly. Firstly, she had exceptional abilities. Although still a student, she was already able to independently complete advanced "Watcher" tasks issued by the academy system.
This system was similar to an Adventurer's Guild, responsible for tasks ranging from eradicating dark creatures and monsters to eliminating bandits and robbers. The majority of the executioners were graduates of the academy. Yet, Petra, at a young age, had already achieved the equivalent of an A-rank adventurer evaluation within the system. In other words, her combat ability was roughly equivalent to that of a level 7 or 8 knight. She was undoubtedly one of the top students at the academy.
Besides her strength, she also had good interpersonal skills. On top of being a highly regarded student, Petra held a key position in the student council. According to her classmates and mentors, she was enthusiastic and driven. With such an exemplary student, who else would Tiran choose as the class monitor?
"I mean, there's no need to be so nervous, right? Am I that terrifying?" Petra hurriedly apologized, her words incoherent as she desperately tried to calm herself down.
"Hey, the tea was clearly made by me..." Aya, who was trying to make her presence known, forcefully interjected but was cut off by Tiran's command.
"I called you here today for one thing, are you... interested in being my teaching assistant?" Tiran coughed and corrected herself.
"Huh? Me? Can I?" Petra seemed surprised by this unexpected proposal, her eyes widened as she looked at Tiran.
"Yes, although I won't publicly guide combat-related courses due to some special reasons, I wouldn't mind occasionally giving you some advice in that area if you become my assistant."
"Really?! I'd be happy to serve!" Petra's sudden increase in volume startled Tiran. She had expected Petra to hesitate, but it seemed like she had underestimated the appeal of being a "Holy Rank instructor" to the students at the combat academy.
Petra's eyes sparkled, "May I ask if there's anything you need me to do, Principal? Please give me orders anytime!"
"No need for orders," Tiran wiped away a cold sweat and coughed a few times before taking out a thick stack of papers from a drawer behind her. "These are the lecture notes for the courses I will be teaching. Your first task is to organize them. I have about thirty copies prepared, each with page numbers marked. After organizing them, please double-check the quantity."
After giving a few more instructions, Tiran saw Petra off and let out a sigh of relief.
Alright, another task done.
The lecture notes Tiran gave to Petra were indeed the materials for the courses she would be teaching, specifically on poetry appreciation. But well...
