*Ding, ding*
As the class-ending bell rang, Professor Yeno gathered his lecture notes, wiped the blackboard clean of ancient history, and prepared to leave the classroom without paying heed to the students who were still fast asleep on their desks, even after class had ended.
However, the sound of hurried footsteps from behind made Yeno stop.
"Professor! Professor!"
The one who chased out of the classroom was the little girl with freckles.
Yeno adjusted his glasses and recognized the student, after all, she was the only one who listened during his lectures.
The girl asked Professor Yeno about some knowledge points.
All about ancient history, about the Demon Race.
Professor Yeno answered patiently, one by one, very detailed and clear. It was evident that he had a thorough understanding of ancient history, especially his research on the Demon Race.
Because of this,
"Professor Yeno, do you really think the Demon Race is as lowly and inferior as written in the textbooks? I have read many history books, and there are few records of the human-demon war a thousand years ago.
Even if there are, almost all of them end with a great victory for humans, as if the Demon Race was really easy to defeat. This, this seems a bit different from what you taught us"
Hearing the freckled girl student say this, Professor Yeno adjusted his glasses.
He shook his head and smiled, saying, "My Child, history books are only written by the victors."
"Professor Yeno, I don't quite understand. Then, do you think the Demon Race has really been exterminated?"
"It depends on how you understand it, just like for a person who covers their ears to steal a bell, to him, the bell does not exist."
The freckled girl student clearly couldn't keep up.
She was completely puzzled.
"I'm sorry, I have to go home now. If you still have any knowledge points that you don't understand, you can come to my office tomorrow."
"Or..." Professor Yeno paused.
"Ah! How could this happen..." The little girl, upon hearing the continuation of the story, showed a face full of disappointment and loss.
She quickly became angry, clenching her little fists.
"Damn it! If it wasn't for that human traitor, how could Commander Anna have been surrounded! Wahh! Dad, I like Big sister Anna, and I want to be like her when I grow up, a hero who fights against the demon race and protects humanity!"
"There, there! Let's eat now, even heroes need to eat well!"
Yeno's wife rubbed their indignant little daughter's back, feeling somewhat helpless.
In fact, she would rather guide her daughter to become a mage, a doctor, or a civil servant serving the empire like herself, rather than a commander.
To fight against a demon race that doesn't exist.
But after all, this was her husband's profession.
Even if ancient history was an unpopular subject, he was still a professor at the Royal Academy, and that was the reason they could afford to live in the commoner area.
Thankfully, their older daughter was more promising.
Thinking this, Yeno's wife gave Haila an encouraging look.
Haila hesitated for a moment but still mustered the courage at the dining table to say to Yeno, "Father, tomorrow is my coming-of-age ceremony at the Swordsmanship Academy. Could... could you find the time to attend the ceremony?"
Yeno was not a social person.
Haila originally did not want to force her father, but her mother felt that it was better for both parents to bless her on such an important occasion.
At this moment, Yeno's wife chimed in from the side, "Dear, Haila's swordsmanship instructor came to see me yesterday. Haila's grades and talent are among the top in the academy. In the future, she has a good chance of being incorporated and becoming a high-ranking Swordmaster of the empire."
Hearing how excellent his daughter was, Yeno showed a relieved smile and patted his older daughter's head.
"Of course."
"I will be there on time."
The wife and older daughter both breathed a sigh of relief, while the clueless younger daughter kept her head down and ate, as if venting for Commander Anna. The family, warm and modest at the dinner table, was not wealthy but at least happy.
However,
All of this was shattered with a "snap."