Chapter 10 First Day Of School

Napoleon's eyes scanned over his newly acquired schedule, and he let out a thoughtful hum. He took note of the seven subjects: French, Latin, Maths, History-Geography, Drawing, Music, Fencing, and Military Fortifications, each allotted one hour of study time. With three subjects per day, he would have a full schedule. He couldn't help but reflect on his earlier days in a different world, where the school week was much different. Here, the academic week began on Monday and stretched all the way through Saturday, a full six days of learning.

The first subject is eight o'clock in the morning, which is math. Napoleon quickly went to the classroom.

A moment later, he found the classroom, taking a deep breath before pushing open the door. The classroom was filled with other students, and Napoleon could feel their curious gazes on him as he made his way to an empty desk at the back of the room. He sat down, taking out his notebook and quill in preparation for the lesson.Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

While at it, a group of students approached his desk.

"You are Napoleone Buonaparte, right?" One of the students asked.

Napoleon looked up to meet the gaze of the student who asked. Judging from his clothes, he could tell that the student was a noble. He had a refined look about him, with blonde hair that was slicked back in a fashionable style. His eyes were a bright blue, and his features were sharp and defined.

Napoleon nodded in response, offering a small smile. "Yes, that's correct. It's a pleasure to meet you," he replied politely, noting the other students who had gathered around his desk.

"So how did you cheat during the exam?" the student asked.

"A duel, is it?" Napoleon asked, raising an eyebrow. "Very well then. I accept your challenge."

The noble student looked taken aback, clearly not expecting Napoleon to agree so readily.

"Good. Meet me tomorrow morning, at dawn, in the courtyard. We shall settle this matter once and for all in fencing. Don't worry, I'll go easy on you as I'm sure you don't know what fencing is."

Napoleon scoffed. "Okay then, but imagine what would happen if you were to lose to a commoner like me who doesn't have experience in fencing. Surely that would be humiliating."

The noble student's face contorted with anger at Napoleon's words. "I will not lose to the likes of you," he spat, before returning to their desk. Seconds later, the teacher entered the classroom.

The teacher looked around and saw Napoleon.

"Oh, you are the kid who passed the entrance examination with flying colors huh? I must say, the way you use the quadratic equation to solve one of the hardest questions I have come up with was quite impressive. How did you do it?"

"Well, Sir, it's simple really," he stood up and his eyes gleamed coldly. "I'm just good. I don't see any explanation behind it other than being so good."

The blonde-haired student gritted his teeth, clearly infuriated at Napoleon's arrogance.

"I'll remove that smug look on your face tomorrow," he whispered under his breath.