Pulling his mental power out of the crystal ball, Glens, who was dizzy, couldn't help but shake his head, looked up and glanced at the classmate who was immersed in the ocean of knowledge. He sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a hint of melancholy.

Grans didn't like this course "The Types of Dragons and Dungeons" at all, and the "Dragon Word Collection" that spoke and was difficult to speak and made people feel numb from the vocabulary. He hated these two courses from the bottom of his heart.

Grans couldn't understand why they had to learn these inexplicable things. Is there really a powerful creature in this world that stands up to a height of several floors and has a body of more than ten meters or even dozens of meters long?

Subconsciously, Grans recalled the scene when he first saw this creature in the crystal ball. The huge figure, the hideous dragon head, the sharp minions and strong wings, these things combined together actually burst into a trembling violent beauty. While making people feel scared, a deep heart irresistible a hint of excitement and worship. Do such powerful and terrifying creatures really exist?

Excited Grans returned home to ask his mother Aretha, but reality poured a basin of cold water on his head. Aretha said that she had never heard of this kind of creature, at least she had never seen it, and was not sure whether it really existed.

A huge disappointment came to Grans. If even the knowledgeable mother and father didn't know, then it would be suspicious whether this creature existed. At least before seeing it with one's own eyes, Grans chose to stand on the side of his parents.

Just as Grans was distracted, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the figure on the podium, and a light flashed with his middle finger. A white ball of light the size of a marble flew quickly, and then hit Grans's forehead.

The sudden attack of Grans' forehead hurts, subconsciously covering the painful place with his palm, and only the figure on the podium said, "Class Grans, please stand up and answer,"

Looking up at the podium, the teacher pulled out the picture from the crystal ball on the podium, magnified it and projected it into the air, and pointed to the picture and asked: "Please judge the species of the soles of the foot in the image based on relevant information. After confirming, please analyze its category, age and habits in detail."

The teacher who skillfully lowered his head and remained silent, waiting for a few seconds looked at the others and asked, "Who can stand up and help our distracted classmate Grans and tell him what the answer is?"

The student who glanced at the eyes and bowed his head. Just as the teacher was considering whether to call someone to answer, someone suddenly stretched out his arm in the back of the classroom. The teacher who saw it immediately said: "Very good, Murlisa, I'll ask you to answer."

Standing from the seat, Mullisa replied easily: "From the information, we know that the foot in the image is 0.5 meters long and 0.35 meters wide, with four toes and 15° forked. The left and right toes appear relatively wider. There are sharp claws on the toes and are slightly bent with hard barbs. Based on the above information, we can tell that this is a ferocious predator."

"According to the "Biost Standard Equimetric Calculation Method" we have learned, it can be calculated that this creature is currently about 4 to 6 meters long. Although its height and weight are not yet known, we know that when the biological volume reaches a certain level, its weight will also reach the corresponding weight. It is clearly recorded in the "A Collection of Known Biological Types Map" that there are 11 known large predators in nature, and there is only one predator who can support a huge body in the shape of the current bones, and that is the giant dragon!"

With a light click on the right hand, the image was further enlarged and rotated 90°, Mullisa pointed to it and said: "After determining the species of the predator, we will next judge its category and age."

"According to the information recorded in the "Dragon Collection", we know that the known giant dragons are seven types: black dragon, red dragon, green dragon, blue dragon, bronze dragon, elf dragon, and ancestor dragon; among the young and small dragons, the other five are superior dragons, except for the ancestor dragon, who have gained wisdom and enlightenment over the long time, created their own language and civilization, and have deviated from the way of hunting using primitive means! Based on the above information, we can know that the owner of the sole of the foot should be the ancestor dragon!"

"And we all know that the adult ancestor dragon is between 20 meters long and about 12 to 14 meters tall, so the owner of this foot should be the ancestor young dragon!"

"As for the habits of the ancestor dragon..."

"Very good Mullisa, you can stop," the teacher on the podium stopped him with a smile: "Your answer is perfect, which proves that you have mastered the knowledge you have learned and can use it freely!"

"I would like to ask other students to learn from Mullisa," the teacher glanced at the students in the class and said, "I don't ask you to fully master all the knowledge, but I hope you can write down the key parts. Believe me, you will definitely thank me in the future!"

Mullisa sat down with a shy look on her face. She didn't expect the teacher to praise her so much, which made Mullisa feel a little proud.

He secretly glanced at Mullisa sitting behind him. Grans's eyes shone with the contemptuous look of the poor student looking at the top. While he was happy for Mullisa, Grans couldn't help but feel a little sad: She is so outstanding, and there are so many people who like her. What qualifications do she have to let her take a look at her more?

"As for your Grans, you are about to graduate, I have something to give to you,"

The teacher's voice woke Grans up from his distraction. He looked up at the podium and heard the teacher suddenly say in the dragon language: "There are only two kinds of eternal things in this world, one is time; the other is love for others, I hope you can remember them in your heart!"

...

He lay on the lawn with his hands holding the back of his head, looking at the dim sun, and the messy thoughts kept coming out of his mind. Grans didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he had everything, maybe he had nothing.

The familiar footsteps slowly walked from a distance, and then he felt that he had a body lying down next to him. Without looking back, Grans knew who this person was. Looking at the streets coming and going in the distance, he didn't know whether to ask the person next to him or ask himself. Grans whispered: "What is the future like?"

"No one knows in the future. Maybe we will join the army and become a garrison officer; maybe we are just ordinary civilians, living our lives in a simple way; maybe we will become amazing big shots!" said good friend Triton, interjected: "For example, Archbishop Glens?"

Triton's words made Grans laugh, and he subconsciously shook his head: "Triton, you really have random thoughts, Archbishop Grans? You can think of it!"

"What's there anything you dare not think about?" Triton said dissatisfiedly: "Everyone said that the future is not known, so why can't we become archbishops?"

"Yes, no one might," Grans looked at the sky in a daze. After a moment, he suddenly turned his head and asked, "Triton, we will graduate in a month. Are you thinking about what you are going to do?"

"I don't know," Triton's answer was not hesitant. He said in a proper tone: "I will follow my mother's advice, choose a career she likes to continue studying, and live step by step after graduation."

"That's it!" Grans didn't know why, but he felt a little disappointed. Perhaps he didn't want to separate from his best friend after graduation, but at present, the possibility is probably slim.

Grans has guessed what happened after graduation. If nothing unexpected happens, his mother Aretha will ask him to choose one of the two professions of engineering or alchemy, and then choose a well-known master to start. After completing his studies, he will join Archbishop Hatalu and become a professional researcher.

Grans didn't like this arrangement at all, but he didn't know what he wanted to do, so he had no way to say he could dissuade him. He could only resist in his heart while waiting for enough time to choose to compromise and accept the arrangement.

The sky gradually became darker, and the afterglow of the sun was about to dissipate. Before the night finally came, Grans suddenly asked, "Triton, what do you think of our teacher?"

"Teacher?" Triton's voice was full of doubt. He asked in confusion: "Grans, which teacher are you talking about?"

After the question was said, Grans felt regretful. When he heard his good friend's inquiry, he said with a thorn in his mouth: "It's the teacher who teaches our Dragon Language Class, Mzdono Consultant!"

"Teacher Mzdono!" Triton's voice returned to a calm state: "I am actually quite curious about Teacher Mzdono. After all, we have only seen this creature like him, Queldore, and I am full of curiosity about this race."

"What about this?" Grans couldn't help asking, "Do you feel anything else?"

After a few seconds of silence, Triton shook his head gently: "I don't quite understand what you mean by Grans, what are the other feelings you mean?"

"Just... that's..." Glens hesitated. He didn't know whether he should say it. Originally, this should be one of the secrets hidden in his heart, but today, for some reason, he suddenly had a desire to talk.

Subconsciously sat up, Grans turned his head and looked at his good friend and said softly: "It's Mr. Mzdono. His eyes looked at us very differently! Don't you feel this way?"

"Different?" Triton lowered his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "I'm sorry, Grans, I didn't notice anything unusual. Is this your illusion?"

Grans sighed in his heart when he heard the words of his good friend. He looked at the crescent moon that had risen at some point in a daze, and couldn't help asking himself: Could it be that this is really his own illusion?

A few years ago, the first class of Dragon Language Class, Grans, who had first been in contact with Mzdono, keenly realized that the teacher looked at him with a different look.

Although Mr. Mzdono usually looks smiling, and although he seems terrible when he gets angry, Grans feels that it is not true, just like acting. He has a mask that cannot be seen through on his face, and everything is deliberately false disguise.

Grans knew that his feelings seemed ridiculous, so he didn't say them, silently hiding them in his heart. But today, the words that Mr. Mzdono said in class always came to his mind unconsciously: the eternal world of this world is only time and love for others.

With a gentle sigh, Grans knew that he was starting to think about it again. No matter how he looked at him, he was just an ordinary child, perhaps the only one that could not be ordinary was a strong mother and an always angry father.

"Okay, Grans, it's time for us to go home," Triton stood up from the grass, slapped the grass clippings on his body and said, "If you go back late, your family will worry."
Chapter completed!