I'm the King Of Technology

"What a massive estate... Look! Look! It also has a rose garden too!"

"How beautiful~... The wind always blows away the purple trees, making the purple lotus petals rain continuously."

"Wipe! Is this a school or a private estate? Tsk. Such a place is indeed good for studying in."

"Exactly! How I wish such a place could've been built decades ago when I was still a vibrant and young lass."

"You also have that same dream too? Aiiiy~... What I would give to be 30 years younger."

"Beautiful."

"Amazing."

"Divine..."

"Good-looking... It is indeed good-looking. But now, it's time we take a look at how our tuition money is spent."

"Yeah."

Many nodded, following the path.

Cyprian listened to the words of many, agreeing with their thoughts.

But maybe because he was too immersed, he accidentally bumped into one of the guardians.

"Ah!-... I'm so sorry. I apologize for my carelessness."

"It's... It's okay." Another dark-toned 28-year-old man replied, a little nervous too.

"First time here?"

"Is... Is it that obvious?"

Cyprian shook wryly. "Well, your hands are shaking. But don't worry, it's also my first time."

"Really?"

The other man's eyes lit up excitedly.

Finally, he had someone to talk to. He was timid and introverted by nature.

So though many spoke around him, he still swallowed hard, having a tough time integrating with the crowd. But after he and Cyprian met, he took it as fate.

What's more, they were both dark-toned people, obviously from Romain too.

The man shyly puffed his face like a puffer fish, talking and walking alongside Cyprian.

"I'm... I'm... Frodo, by the way."

"Cyprian."

A man's bond was simple to make, especially since they realized when their children were in the same elementary school sector.

And soon, the group reached a massive 4-story building with its own fountain at the front too.

Of course, they also spotted over 12 buildings scattered about but chose to head towards that one because a stream of teachers were waiting for them at the front.

The teachers stood on the outdoor stairs in a V-formation, with the Principal, Vice-principal, and several others at the very front of it all.

Oh, My heavens!

Why did they think these groups of teachers looked so powerful?

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"Once more, Guardians... welcome!"

Everyone thought it would be the Principal or vice-principal who would take the stage.

Sadly, it was another teacher to address them.

They felt a little disappointed but expected.

Feeling the confident auras these people exuded, who wouldn't want to hear them speak?

It was akin to listening to the top scholarly talents, educational members, and palace ministers speak.

In this era, those well-spoken were far more respected than others.

There was a universal decorum that well-spoken people followed, blending strength, intellect, and poise with their eerie action.

The art of controlling the crowd and rallying up a group was also important, especially when protecting oneself against getting framed and judged publicly.

This was a brutal world. And skills like these exuded from these teachers made many feel it right for their children to be here.

Are you convinced?... Convinced so far!

(*^*)

"Guardians!"

One of the teachers stepped forward to address.

"It is our honor to host the Parent-teacher conference, focusing on your child's progress academically, socially, and all other aspects regarding their classroom behavior."

So detailed?

Everyone squeezed their fists, hoping their children didn't do something wrong they weren't aware of. And the more they heard, the tenser the atmosphere became.

"First, we will have a general conference meeting, addressing all guardians in groups. Kindergarten guardians will be addressed in Hall 1; Grade 1 guardians will be addressed in Hall 2... Blah, blah, blah…. And for those with children in various grades, you can pick which hall you would like to go to."

Question answered.

Cyprian decided he would first go to the hall related to his daughter's grade before heading out to join his son's mid-way.

According to the teacher's words, they should have this general conference for 1 and a half hours before being called into the offices and various rooms for private meetings no longer than 12 minutes.

It was clear that some people might finish up earlier while others might have to wait for hours and hours until it was their time to go in.

Either way, the school had arranged food for them and even tours around the school for those who wouldn't be called in anytime soon.

The school had managed the time slots efficiently, allowing them to know when they would be called in.

.

And just like that, the general conference began with parents, guardians, and teachers engaging attentively with one another.

Cyprian and Frodo held the booklets in their hands in awe.

"This... Brother Cyprian... This is really smart!" Frodo's hands quivered the tighter he held his booklet.

Half of it was written in Pyron.

And if one flipped the leaflet upside down and started reading from the back, they would also realize it was all in Roma.

But this wasn't what made them in awe and appreciation.

Written inside were answers to several questions a majority of them had in mind.

Questions like;

What will their child be learning about this school year? The curriculum and a brief explanation of several topics were lined up.

What about books? What about their physical strength in such warring times?

No one wanted their children to become wimpy in these times.

That's why Landon had also included archery, sword training, and kendo from age 7.

Yes!

The school was a blend of modern and academic performances of this era.

Whether one liked it or not, Strength training, calligraphy learning, poetry, and several other aspects could not be thrown away. Or else he would just be keeping these students at a disadvantage in this current world.

It was also good since it allowed 'peasants' to learn introductory lessons to what would have been impossible for them in these times.

A simple Arts & Craft session, as well as simple introductory sculpting lessons, were seen as heavenly to these folks.

There were also club activities after school to better support whatever training many found themselves drawn to.

Yes! This academic was an elite academy with aristocratic training that made many bleed with envy.

So seeing the well-outlined curriculum, how could these parents not be impressed?

There were even non-compulsory classes for public speaking and other matters too.

Too impressive!

'What a school!... Even if that son of mine tries to drop out, I would rather break his legs than let him dare!'

'No way! My girl dare not leave this place. Or won't I have to pull the good old Tear-jerker to gain her pity and send her back to school?'

(?^?)

Tch.

Even if some had to use shameless means, they were more than willing after seeing how good the curriculum was.