My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 142: Lesson 1 of the Wise

PS: I don't know who voted for the 4-star review... I just want to say one thing: Fuck you!

PS1: I personally feel that the quality is no longer good... can I really think about it more every day ~

Kerall's in a bit of a trance. I wonder what's going on at the military academy. Can Altoria handle it?

At this moment, he misses his old radio equipment. He even wants to raise pigeons...

However, this is obviously unrealistic. The so-called pigeon has automatic navigation. All she can do is go from one nest to another. The so-called TV can fly to someone's hand and is artistically processed...

Perhaps in the future his intelligence organization will be able to possess these things, but now, they are just expectations.

Kerall thought very quickly, and the way he jumped was absolutely different from everyone else.

He first went from the covert nature of the pigeons to the covert nature of the espionage forces to the weapons of the espionage forces, and finally thought about the level of weapons manufacture in the country and finally the revolution in bronze weapons in the country.

Kerall thought almost a second, an idea a minute, and his brain quickly couldn't bear to think like that and started to get a little dizzy.

Interrupted immediately, Keiral picked up the kettle and drank a sip of water, opened the window and looked down at the crowd, stunned.

Aegons didn't bother him either, pushed the door straight out, and he needed to count the students. Every student here is the beam of Camelot's future, in other words, if unidentified people mix in, they are also likely to build a beam and future opponents for the enemy!

Although Red Leaf Ridge has established a huge register of households, it is still a cup of water for Camelot as a whole.

So this stuff needs to be carefully verified.

And Kerall's confidence in his intelligence department was lost when he saw the King of Scotland's 20,000 heavy infantry soldiers who came out without a word.

He stepped up his investment in the intelligence services, but knew that such institutions could never be established overnight.

So he never relaxed, except that the region of Scotland could hide an ace that big, so what about the Romanian Empire, which has dominated the continent since hundreds of years ago?

In spite of the fact that the other side is now in the western mountains at sunset and the uprisings in various colonies are unraveling, can Camelo's intelligence agency be more powerful than the other side?

Kerall had never heard of any intelligence agency in the Romanian Empire, which had made him more vigilant, and the Red Leaf Ridge Special Forces had hidden more deeply.

The door was pushed open just as Kerall was counting.

“Teacher, it's time to go out and make a speech.” A girl with short, dry brown hair cut in her ears pushed the door in and said, her nostrils high and her eyes yellow, of Gaul descent.

But both of her parents were Gauls, but she took herself for a Camelot, who had many of Kerall's 800 disciples, and that's why Kerall was so confident in assimilating these Scots.

On the first day of the day, there were no heavy tasks, no classes, just adapting students to the campus, moving into new dormitories, getting familiar with classes, and finally getting to know Kerall's top BOSS.

And Kerall, as principal, is going to speak.

Faced with her pushing the door in, Kerall nodded, not with a cane this time, but with a robe straight out.

Unlike other fat people, Kerall is always wearing a fitted cotton underwear, a white coat, and a white robe.

He practises [light] attribute magic himself. As long as the magic moves between the bodies, he has no problems. The body will remain constant temperature forever, will not feel cold or cool. Kerall's own physical qualities are also good. Years of yoga practice fill his bones and muscles with amazing flexibility. Sustainable development is strong.

I looked at Keiral with envy, and the girl walked out, and Keiral's body had flexible muscles that were not as frightening as Mr. Kenmei's. Each muscle lurked beneath his skin before he could force it, and when Keiral pressed all over his body, the naturally even muscles appeared.

In fact, Keiral's disciples all have a lot of exercise, which is for the full development of moral and intellectual beauty.

And the same is true of the two colleges, although the emphasis is different, the martial arts college (most of them are now called the Knights College, but not the King Arthur Military College of their own, which is probably why Altoria later became the Knights King.) will train more physically, and literature college (which is the Great Sage College.) Less for physical fitness.

The top students of the two best of these colleges will be exchange students, for example, the chief of the Knights College will come to the Knights College to study weather, terrain, personnel use, and the chief of the Great Knights College will go to the Knights College to study tactics, battlefield, and other things about war.

Of course, five years later, three years later, the chief student's studies are all State bills.

In Keiral's expectation, the head of the Knights College will be the future General Marshal, commander of the National Army, and the head of the Sage College will be prime minister and head of the nation's resources.

After that, the continuing chief students will slowly become opposed or opposed to their predecessors. By then, they will be top politicians or militants. Their art of discussing or directing will become stronger for Camelot, and the head of the College of Arts and Sciences will slowly form a monarchy constitutional system, united by the king to carry on the blood generations of both of them...

It's just going to be a very time-consuming and laborious thing to do, even after Kerall's death.

But the two colleges, as Kerall said, will be known in the future as the cradle of militants and the paradise of politicians, just like the West Point Military Academy and Middle School in the United States (Beijing University in China).

And now, Kerall's gonna make a speech.

“This college doesn't have much of a glorious history, and compared to our (Celtic) mythology, this school is a joke. ”

“But I believe that you are the ones who create the future and history, and one day you will be sung by all the people, not because of bravery, but because of wisdom! You will be synonymous with wisdom! You will guide the technology of the times! You're the tide of the century! In the future, you will all be men of wisdom, and you will transcend me and become glorious!” Keiral's words let a bunch of little kids boil their blood in a flash, and the endless applause swept the entire college like a tide.