Emperor! Can You See Stats!?

# Someone asks the way the continent goes

‘This world is divided between the appearance of players and since! ’

Some historians say that the impact that players had on the world was great.

The typical change was the education system. Until players arrive, the continent is a thorough Feudal Society!

The child of the farmer is a humble farmer until death, and the nobleman is a precious figure who can live in kindness until death.

However, it seems that the idea of Emperor Sharnos, who had made a great empire out of a single blood dagger, was different.

“Prepare a chapter of opportunity to cultivate talent across the Empire! ”

Several educational institutions were established for talented commoners, according to the order of the empire and virtually the empire, including its everlasting friends and holy kingdoms.

After 200 years of watering.

Today, the continent has become an open road for talented people to thrive, regardless of identity than ever before.

The most traditional and long-standing institution is the Savior Academy!

One of the three players [Holy Daughter] Dimia built it herself. There is a famous quote from the saint that he was more interested in this education system than the emperor Sharnos.

[If anyone asks for directions to the continent, look up and let them see Karst!]

You mentioned one of the great mountain ranges extending behind the capital city of Carstran.

This traditional academy is located just below these mountains.

There are already countless graduates on the continent of Savior Academy, and there are many famous politicians and scholars who are running right now.

“Indeed……. This is where Mareus learned to do it, huh? ”

Yurius mutters admirably in front of the gate, where the oracle of the saint is engraved on a large rock.

[Mareus, 155-term senior graduate of the Savior Academy of Political Studies.]

Mareus, who has been active with the right hand of the emperor for almost thirty years, was also a senior graduate of this traditional academy.

A diploma from Savior Academy, and high scores are a symbol of proven talent! It is clear that you must come here to find talented people who will look forward to the future of the continent.

“Greetings, First Priest! I'll take you to the dean's office. ”

Yurius, who was riding the prepared wagon across the city, was observing the surrounding city scene in a strange manner.

Dimia, the capital of the Holy Land, largely leads to the western region where the main mountain of the Three Cults is located and the town on the right where the Savior Academy is located.

In other words, the Academy itself is about the size of a small town.

The only time it takes to get to the principal's headquarters in front of the front gate is by chariot for more than a dozen minutes.

“King Yurius of the First Imperial Empire has visited us. ”

“I am pleased to meet you, First Prince of the Sharnos Empire. This old man is Dept, Dean. ”

This respectfully bowed old man was named Diphtra, the dean of this huge academy.

“Nice to meet you. Mareus told me the dean was a brilliant man, so I've been told since I was young to have a ticket in my ear. Haha.”

Meanwhile, Dept was carefully observing Yurius.

You're much less arrogant than I expected. ’

That was Dept's first assessment of Yurius.

“Oh, dear! ”

Yurius takes a letter out of his arms.

“A letter of recommendation that Mareus asked me to give to the dean. Even though I'm a little short, I hope you understand each other well. ”

“Mareus sent you that letter. Haha.”

The dean unpacks the letter and takes out the contents and reads them.

[To my dear friend, Dept]

The first head of the letter is surprisingly ordinary. However, the face of the dean who was reading the letter kept frowning.

[I warn you again, do not attempt to test King Yurius in vain. It'll all be for nothing. And if anything happens to the Crown Prince, I'll come and get you right away, so I want you to take care of yourself.]

- Mareus...

"You old bastard!? ’

The dean pours out arrogance into his heart and barely tolerates the urge to crumble the letter.

Why was the dean so wary of Yurius as soon as he saw him, and Mareus sent a letter like this?

In fact, this year's Yurius Academy premiere is like this!

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“Wallace, how much trouble are you going to endure for giving that pigeon a lecture...? ”

Mareus, who had left for the north for construction several years ago, seemed to be worried every day.

Heavy work is not the problem! All he cared about was Yurius' education.

“I heard the First Prince only wields his sword on empty days. ”

“By comparison, Emperor Leonhard, the Second Prince, is an outstanding man. ”

Aquatics.

No matter how far away he was, the information about his position and the status of the princes was somehow well received.

Of course, Mareus was firmly convinced of Yurius.

“Perhaps he only wields his sword while pretending to be an incompetent prince, but rumor has it... ”

Being a king is a law that requires a transfer of moonshine.

Mareus wanted to give Yurius academic results somehow.

But he himself is far north. There's nothing I can do for you.

But if someone as smart as that is thinking about their head, somehow a solution will come out.

Mareus, on your knees! Hit it.

‘Yes, I study at a prestigious academy. ’

Yurius, as he knew him, was actually a great genius in academia. If he is already 15 years old and has a high score on his exam, even a very short study abroad will not be difficult to achieve.

Of course the punishment (?) the higher the better!

He first wrote to the emperor at the same time as he wrote to his maternal sabre academy.

It's because his decade-long friend was about to become dean.

[To my old friend Dippet. How have you been? (Approximately) I've actually got a favor to ask you this time. It's not different…….]

Of course, even though it was a letter to a close friend, it was written politely at first because it was a request from Mareus.

But Deft shakes his head.

[To my famous friend Mareus. I've seen this letter well, but the rules of the Academy make it difficult. I'm so sorry.]

It was only natural that the dean of Dippet refused Mareus' request. The Savior Academy is a shrine that every intellectual person on the continent fears.

Even if he is the empire's prince or is a short-term studying student, there is no escaping the suspicion of privilege if only his connections allow him to complete the curriculum.

It also included his pride as an educator.

"No matter how noble the Crown Prince may be, I can't let an incompetent student into my school! ’

The story is different if the first pope Mareus speaks of an academic achievement somewhere. But based on that information, isn't this just a typical homegrown aristocrat?

And most of all, he knew Maréus better than anyone.

‘He has good skills as an administrator, but not as an educator. I can't trust the student he recommended. ’

Yes! As Yurius in his former life could not be corrected in the end, Mareus is actually a type of genius who is good at mathematics and political judgment, but doesn't know his child's mind very well.

There's a lot more to it than that! ’

Perhaps the first prince who used to be trampled on constantly asked him to do so, but friendship was friendship and reality was reality.

But Mareus sends another letter.

[This is the Emperor's permission! I can vouch for Prince 1st there. He can do well at Savior Academy!]

No, that's why I can't believe it! ’

The deacons and Mareus exchanged letters several times as they rotated, and the controversy escalated to the dean's reply.

[No, I have a loyalty to you. The First Crown Prince is actually interested in swords, but he used to be a troubled boy. I don't want to say this, but...]

Mareus, of course, spills blood upside down as soon as he checks the letter.

"What's wrong with an old man who has never met King Yurius? ’

[Hey, you old bastard. So you're saying I'm just going to teach him a special lesson? That's now…….]

No matter how old you are, it is natural for you to return to your youth's speech in front of a friend who has lost decades.

Eventually, the two elderly people who were famous for their succession on the continent forgot to write a story about sparks for several months, and the end was like this.

[Come on, then, bring the First Prince you're boasting to me. Instead, I don't have any support. If what you're saying is true, yes?]

In the end, the dean gave Yurius a short-term leave to study abroad and decided to make a condition instead.

[I don't know what you're coming for, but I can't guarantee your completion. Come at me later and grab me by the throat or press me in the name of the Emperor!]

The Holy Land is an absolute sanctuary on the continent. There, he is the dean of the Academy, which is the prestigious Hall of Knowledge. He could never yield this much.

But on the one hand, there were some questions.

"That Mareus, he's a smart guy, but why is he doing this? ’

Mareus is so stubborn that he can't help but be interested in what the First Prince looks like.

But after the Crown Prince entered the Holy Land two months ago, he was clearly disappointed.

‘The Imperial Crown is said to be practicing swordplay by the Duke in Duke Dios' mansion. ’

That's all right. You said you really like swordsmanship, so you could get into Duke Dios, one of the most powerful men on the continent!

‘He hasn't been outside his mansion since he came in. ’

The problem was this.

The one who came to study at the most prestigious academic shrine on the continent, the nobleman, did not even come outside for two months or an academy tour.

You just came here because you're being pushed around! ’

Of course, the dean had no choice but to trust the external assessment of Yurius.

Why is the dean in such a bad mood? ’

Yurius suddenly notices that the dean's complexion is not so good, unwittingly high.

I don't think Mareus welcomed you as much as I assured him.

‘Phew, he's still my friend, but I have to give him the least support. ’

The dean sighed deeply and folded the letter and began to draw out the main point to study Yurius safely somehow.