The "seat of all laws" mentioned by Asheida...

Thales paid attention silently.

"But the content it contains, mathematics, nature, art, theology, seems to be somewhat..."

The prince struggled to find an adjective, but he ultimately failed.

Gilbert just looked at him from a distance, with a smile on his face and didn't answer.

Thales, who couldn't find the words, could only let out a breath.

"You know, you remind me of Old Crow again."

Duke Xinghu recalled the past:

"Although the aristocratic education in the north put arithmetic, geometry, astronomy, and geography into military classes, Old Crow separated them separately. The four subjects are explained separately and listed in separate bibliographies."

"And Old Crow doesn't just talk about simple arithmetic, but..."

Gilbert suddenly answered:

"Algebra?"

Thales's eyes lit up:

"He taught you this too?"

Gilbert chuckled.

"This is a required course at Dragon Kiss Academy. It is an old tradition from a long time ago. Teacher Xixer brought some to his home class."

The Foreign Minister said quietly:

"At least, all the students in Dragon Kiss Academy must learn the principles and formulas for solving general algebra such as the fourth degree equation."

What?

"Quartic equation?"

Or is it a required course?

Thales laughed dryly:

"Why? Why not just learn the fifth, sixth and seventh degree equation?"

Unexpectedly, Gilbert recalled it with extra seriousness:

"Mr. Hickser said that it seems that no one has found a method to solve the quintic equation yet. It is said that there were some methods in the Empire Age... Some people have found it, but it was lost after the End War..."

"It is said that some scholars who have spent their entire lives have studied more deeply. Their algebra is no longer limited to the category of simple numbers, but some objects beyond reality and beyond imagination. They can even find methods to accurately refer to

To represent direction and space, motion and change, their arithmetic paper can be spread out for several floors..."

"Uh, Gilbert, you can stop here," Thales started to feel a headache, and he made a stop gesture:

"You know, in the military indoor classes of the Northlanders, I personally prefer astronomy and geography, although my classmates are the other way around..."

Sorry, I'm not as interested in mathematics as a little girl from the North.

Thales thought half teasingly and half helplessly.

It really brings shame to our imperial tradition.

Gilbert lowered his head and continued the game of filling in the grid:

"Except math..."

"From geography, you can expand your knowledge and broaden your horizons;"

"Art encompasses music, painting, sculpture, dance, poetry, and drama, cultivating the body and mind, and cultivating one's temperament."

"As for theology, well, it's more mysterious, you'll know."

"Their weekly schedule combined, well, let's see..."

Thales became more and more tired after hearing this.

Gilbert frowned and picked up the draft schedule:

"Oh, it seems that the schedule can't be accommodated..."

"It doesn't matter. I will arrange the proportion of basic and philosophy courses when I go back, and mix them both..."

Thales closed his eyes feeling unlucky.

But he remembered something, opened his eyes immediately, and asked:

"Wait a minute, Gilbert, did you just say that there are three major categories in total?"

Gilbert looked at him with a teachable expression:

"Yes, the third category, the practical category, will be reported to His Majesty for your decision..."

besides?

Thales said sadly:

"Practical?"

Gilbert cleared his throat and continued to make notes on the piece of paper that predicted Thales' future fate:

"For example, in terms of practical governance, it is especially needed by large families with the title of earl and above."

"Military command and logistics, government affairs reporting and processing, farming and commerce, finance and taxation, national politics and diplomacy, religious and aristocratic relations, law and jurisprudence..."

"But this is not something that ordinary college teachers can teach. It often needs to be combined with reality and examples. It is best to have personal experience..."

After Gilbert finished memorizing something, he raised his head, narrowed his eyes and smiled:

"Don't worry for now, just finish the previous content first."

He looked at the schedule in his hand happily:

"So, the grammar, logic, rhetoric in grammar class..."

"Then there are history classes and etiquette classes, all of which need to be fine-tuned..."

"Two kinds of ancient imperial script, plus universal elven script, I guess you have almost forgotten the basics of the latter..."

"Then there are mathematics, nature, art, and theology. Well, these four subjects should be broken down according to your interests and the teachers you can find. For example, I recommend art..."

"As for the detailed selection of instructors, let me take a look at it again. It is best to find something different in each course, so that you will feel novel and enjoy the class..."

"Practical types need to make a separate note..."

Listening to his words, Thales's expression experienced fear, pain, and sadness at the beginning, and now, it has gradually become numb.

"Very good, these are your three types of courses."

Gilbert smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed:

"Wish you a happy study."

Thales glanced at the almost filled schedule and suddenly turned pale:

"Do you think I can handle it?"

Gilbert shook his finger, confident.

"No, no, no, others may not know it, but six years ago, I witnessed your learning progress with my own eyes. Your Highness, you are a genius."

wait wait wait.

Thales' mouth twitched.

"I believe these courses will be a piece of cake for you."

"Moreover, didn't you tell me six years ago when you were still young?" Gilbert blinked, full of relief that he had found a good student:

"You enjoy class the most."

Thales' eyesight went dark.

Gilbert.

You...did you misunderstand something?

If he said now that his brain was damaged by the Northlanders, would it be useful?

But apparently the Foreign Minister did not understand his mood:

"Then I'll take my leave first. I'll come back tomorrow. You must be ready for your grammar class!"

Thales no longer remembers how he sent Gilbert away.

He only remembered that he nodded and smiled numbly, and smiled and nodded.

When Thales came back to his senses, he was already standing at the door of the reception room.

At this moment, a voice that was no longer unfamiliar sounded from behind.

"it's over?"

Thales turned back numbly.
To be continued...