I'm the King Of Technology

--Knighthood Academy, Capital City, Czar, Romain.--

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~Ting. Ting. Ting.

The sounds of blades clashing could be heard all across the academy.

Wherever one looked, they would see warriors sparring against one another.

Maybe it was because of the emergence of these strange visitors into the Capital city that created the tense atmosphere.

But many sparred with a heavy air, training harder and harder instead.

The sun was up, giving some warmth to these past rainy spring days.

It was already the 2nd week of May, and most of the snowy residue had all but gone, leaving very wet grounds... Especially the sparring fields that were now very muddy, with little shoots of greenery poking out from them.

If it were before, one would hear the upbeat bantering and gambling of some knights, wrestling against each other for money or knight resources.

But now, they all practiced outdoors and indoors, preparing for any emergencies.

If called upon, they would be able to act immediately!

The men were ready for any purpose summons!

However, one person didn't seem phased by the craziness in the Capital.

~Flip.

In a single dormitory-style room, a young man was lazily flipping through the book in his hand.

The young man had shoulder-length white hair with 2 or 4 strands of dark ones at the very front of his hair.

It should be noted that though the people in Romain typically had white hair and dark skin tones, over 80% of them had a few strands of hair with different colors placed on various regions on their hair.

For example, the boy's mother had just 5 bold strands of black hair on the left side of her all-white hair.

And the boy's father, the great Tyrant, had just 10 or so trends of red hair instead mixed with his white ones.

Of course, in Romain, one could say that their overall or dominant white hair varied from silver to various gray undertones and back.

Only a few had pure white hair without different colored strands in them.

Such people were always more or less found in the royal family... Though some nobles and peasants also had these traits.

People with these were seen as pure breeds or nobler than others.

It should also be noted that because of close relations with the continent of Zohl (blue people), mixed children also had many hair color variations too.

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Very calmly, the boy closed the book and snapped his fingers at live-in Butler.

Yes. Most noble students from the academy came in with their butlers and caretakers who would shine their armor for them, assist them dress up, clean their boots, clothes and even fetch their meals.

This was to allow them, the proud knights of the empire, focus on nothing else but training!

The youngster had managed to secure a bachelor dormitory for himself, which only showed how capable he was.

Word on the street was that he managed to secure it long ago when he was still a measly 13 years old.

That's right.

Before he even came of age and matured, the youngster had already shown great prospects.

At the age of 7, he got into the Academy and was bundled up in one room with over 10 boys or so.

At that age, they were allowed to bring in butlers, slaves, maids, or servants.

They were far from officially being allowed to down armor.

At that age, they had to focus more on building a solid formation, all the way up until their coming of age at 14.

So before then, the youngsters would have to do everything for themselves or bully their other classmates or dormitory mates into doing it.

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From the start, the boy had always shone brightly.

Crossing him was disastrous.

And he became a 'problem' to many because he would always beat up his roommates to the point of near-death.

No matter whether they were nobles or not, they tasted his fist.

Make no mistake!

These youngsters all had their hidden guards sent by their families.

In some instances, their butlers were undercover hidden guards.

Those were the academy rules.

Outsiders could not harm the students in any way, even if their masters were in a fight.

They could only watch and do nothing.

The only moment they could intervene was when their masters were almost dying.

They were not to fight the opposing student but take the masters and flee.

That was the way things were.

From the moment he not stepped into his first dormitory, he had long decided to take action.

At first, his classmates and others were annoyed, wanting to beat the hell out of him in teams.

But he was the mists killed in class, using their advantages and hesitation during battles to stab their hands with blades or punch them cold.

Killing was not allowed.

So the boy wasn't punished.

His roommates were always trying to come at him at the start of his mania.

But soon, they began to cower away after eating so many losses.

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Once, a person's bones were so fractured that they had to stay at home for a year to recover before returning to the academy.

They would have to enter the batch behind them while their classmates advanced.

Who wanted to be left in the dust?.. Especially when they had pressure from their families?

Many people in their big and noble clans in the Capital were fighting for the position of patriarch or leader.

Some were sons of elders who wanted to overthrow the patriarch. In contrast, others were the sons of the leaders.

Should they seem weak, their competitors would use this to push them down!

After so many brutal beatings, their families told them to stay away.

But even if they did, the boy didn't seem to want to let them go.

With big headaches and complaints from ALL the big plans, the academy had no choice but to give him a single bachelor chamber, with 2 rooms in it—one for himself and one for his servants.

What was bizarre was that after this, the boy seemed to calm down.

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