Chapter 52
March 19, 761 (Friday).
Princess Muriela was once again having a history lesson with Anton today.
At this point, history lessons had become a routine in her life.
Without them, Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays just didn’t feel complete.
“Princess Muriela, you achieved an excellent score on your last history exam. Congratulations.”
“Hehehe, it’s all thanks to you, teacher.”
“Nonsense. The results came from your intelligence and hard work, not from anything this humble servant has done. I only worry that I may have held you back.”
Despite his words, Anton’s expression was one of boundless pride.
In his long career as a scholar, Princess Muriela was the most unique student he had ever encountered.
“Now, let’s take a closer look at how you answered this exam. First, this question…”
Of course, there were students with even greater intelligence—those with superior memory, comprehension, or the ability to connect different pieces of knowledge.
“Teacher, if I had thought about it this way, I could have found a better approach, right?”
The problem was that most of them had a purely academic mindset.
Well, not that being a scholar was a problem—what’s wrong with being an academic?
From a purely historical research perspective, Muriela wouldn’t even make it into the top ten, let alone the top twenty.
“Princess, you are truly remarkable. I, Anton, am in awe.”
But what Silbrenoa needed right now was not just the study of history, but the ability to apply historical knowledge practically to improve the present.
And in that regard, Muriela was undoubtedly the best.
“Hmm, I approached this question this way. What about you, teacher?”
She didn’t just memorize historical knowledge—she actively worked to apply it to the real world.
She analyzed the current state of the kingdom through a historical lens, identifying which policies were effective, which were flawed, and how she would improve them if given the chance.
“Ah, I fully understand your reasoning, Princess, but you overlooked this particular factor.”
Of course, she was still a child and had limitations, but even so—
A fifty-year-old scholar and an eight-year-old princess discussing politics as equals?
“Wow! I didn’t even think of that! I had no idea!”
Even the questions on her exam—if anyone found out an eight-year-old princess had been given such a test, the teacher would probably be arrested for child abuse.
“Hahaha, Princess, but your response included ideas I hadn’t even considered. While you did overlook a crucial element, your creative thinking is still incredibly valuable. You did very well.”
Rather than simple factual recall, the exam required her to analyze real historical events, propose appropriate responses, and interpret hypothetical scenarios—a level typically reserved for university students.
Of course, given her age, the terminology was simplified and the complexity of events was significantly reduced, but the methodology remained the same.
As they continued their enjoyable review session, Muriela suddenly asked a question out of curiosity.
“By the way, how did Adeline answer these kinds of questions?”
Naturally, Princess Adeline, at nine years old, had never encountered such difficult problems in her exams.
If anyone had dared to assign her such questions, they would have been immediately accused of child abuse—and since she was a princess, the scandal would be enormous.
Anton began to sweat nervously.
How could he answer this without disparaging Princess Adeline?
“Princess Adeline had a different approach to studying, so her exam content was different from yours.”
It was a perfectly crafted response, containing not a single lie—the wisdom of a scholar with decades of experience condensed into one sentence.
“But when she was eight, didn’t she take the same exam as me?”
However, Muriela was sharp—though in this case, it was a misunderstanding rather than true insight.
Since Adeline was a year older, Muriela simply assumed her sister must have studied an even more advanced curriculum.
“Well… Since learning abilities vary from person to person, just because two students are the same age doesn’t mean they always study the same material or take the same exams.”
Though Anton hadn’t told a single lie, his throat still felt dry.
It wasn’t that Adeline had done anything wrong—Muriela was just exceptionally talented. But comparing the two made him feel guilty.
After wetting his throat with a bit of saliva, he continued.
“Princess Muriela, since you have a strong interest in political affairs, our lessons have been tailored in that direction. In contrast, Princess Adeline’s studies are more focused on pure history, so the course content is quite different.”
“Oh, I see! That makes sense! That’s why the atmosphere in class feels so different when I study with my sister on Mondays!”
Since Solinor had been born a poor commoner, he had never attended a school, let alone had a private tutor.
He had no idea what a normal curriculum looked like for children his age.
He had simply assumed that whatever he was learning was the standard.
With the conversation successfully steered away from dangerous waters, Anton let out a deep sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
But just as he was about to relax, Muriela dropped another risky statement.
As much as Anton loved teaching her, moments like these made him instinctively glance around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
“Teacher, King Eldric took a new wife recently, didn’t he?”
“Yes? Ah, yes, His Majesty did. But Princess, when referring to His Majesty…”
Anton was about to correct Muriela for not speaking with the proper formalities, but she waved her hand dismissively.
“Oh, come on! Of course, I know that! I just made a slip of the tongue while talking. Anyway, I heard that the new queen was given the former residence of Queen Irina, who was exiled. Since they didn’t have to construct a new residence, she was able to move into the palace much faster. Plus, the timing coincided with the Founding Day celebrations.”
“Ah… Yes, I’ve heard the same.”
What is she getting at? Anton was already breaking into a cold sweat.
“Then, what happens to the new residence that was already under construction for the Sixth Queen? I heard the construction was quite advanced.”
“Hoho, Princess, you are impressively well-informed about the affairs within the palace. As an outsider, I’m afraid I wouldn’t know such details.”
“Oh, you didn’t know? That’s a shame! I was hoping to ask something important. I guess I have no choice but to drop it.”
Solinor had assumed that the well-learned Anton would know such things.
But since it wasn’t particularly sensitive information, it was only natural that a scholar with no ties to palace affairs wouldn’t be aware of it.
‘Phew, at least it wasn’t anything too serious. I got worried for nothing.’
And then, Muriela dropped a bomb.
“Once we dethrone Eldric, do you think we should confine him in that place instead?”
Since Solinor had already confirmed that Florina was one of Corbin’s subordinates, he felt safe speaking freely.
But poor Anton had no idea.
His head darted around frantically, scanning his surroundings, yet even after confirming no one else was listening, it took him a long time to regain his composure.
It was only much later—after much effort—that he finally gathered the courage to reprimand Muriela for her reckless remark.
And with that, the lesson ended for the day.
***
Meanwhile, Aiorin was still attempting to enter the house where Katrina and Brandon were being—well, not imprisoned, but “protected.”
Yesterday, a baby spirit named Zephyr had come to visit her, delivering a message from Solinor instructing her to seek out Corbin.
However, Aiorin had no intention of returning to the palace just yet.
The palace gatekeeper, who had completely crushed her pride when she had even attempted seduction tactics, was unforgivable.
‘I will have my revenge! I will rescue my grandchildren and get back at him!’
She might not have been thinking those exact words, but if one were to peer into her mind and piece together her chaotic thoughts, that would have been a rough summary of her emotions.
At first, she had only wanted to check whether Katrina and Brandon were safe.
But by this point, her intentions had become… slightly warped.
Of course, she wasn’t foolish.
This time, she was attempting a different approach to gaining entry.
After all, seduction tactics were only effective if the target had the slightest susceptibility to distraction.
If the gatekeeper was too disciplined to be swayed, then there was no reason to be discouraged.
‘I have spirit magic, don’t I? Today will be different. Today, I will succeed!’
This time, Aiorin used wind spirits to temporarily blind the gatekeeper.
Even the most disciplined of guards would struggle to stay calm when suddenly losing their vision.
The poor man was thrown into a panic, clutching at his eyes as he stumbled to the ground.
With the entrance now completely exposed, Aiorin, who had already turned herself invisible, seized the opportunity.
As the surrounding people gathered around the distressed gatekeeper in concern, she quietly slipped through the door.
‘Mission accomplished!’
Of course, getting out would be another challenge.
But that was a problem for later—she had passed the most difficult hurdle.
‘I should check on my grandchildren first.’
With anticipation, Aiorin carefully pushed open the door leading to the main bedroom, where she sensed movement.
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