The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1225 363: The First Lesson Called "Science" (Part 4)

The sounds inside and outside the lecture hall indeed quieted down, pairs of eyes looking at him incredulously, as if they were gazing at a candle flickering in the darkness.

They all fought their way to earn the qualification to sit here, and no one had ever spoken such defiant words to them—

'Sacred is not the classroom, but each soul that pursues knowledge.'

'It's a pity I don't have the ability to build ten thousand Mage Towers; otherwise, I would surely put them all in, instead of letting them squeeze in the corridor.'

For the first time, pure astonishment flashed in Ilana's eyes as she gazed at the prince on the podium, moved not by his face, handsome and devoid of other merits, but by something else—such as that noble soul.

Kurs sneered disdainfully, yet sitting beside him, the junior Finn was thrilled with excitement, his face flushed red.

Stepping on a cockroach wasn't enough to make him feel the greatness of the Academic State, but the thunder heard in silence made him feel, for the first time, that he hadn't come to the wrong place.

Barrett felt the same.

His fist involuntarily clenched and then relaxed, along with his tense shoulders.

He had met obstacles everywhere in this High Tower, tasted the cold warmth of human relations and the desolation of being friendless, but this was the first time he was treated as a "Seeker of Knowledge," almost forgetting why he had come to this place!

Not just those naive young men and women, even Skein, lurking in the crowd with a mask, felt a moment's bewilderment.

His eyes shocked, mouth slightly agape, his heart struck like a thunderclap, splitting open the softest wall within his heart.

Looking at the surrounding juniors, he felt a sudden surge of envy.

What a pity...

If, upon first stepping into this Ivory Tower, it wasn't "the Magic Wand is truth" Professor Hector that stood before him, but this prince instead, how wonderful it would be.

He might have retained that scholarly purity and explored what truly interested him.

Perhaps he would not become a great professor, but at least he wouldn't let a soul that was meant to be noble become tainted. That is irrespective of happiness or pain; being born human, one should live like a human.

However, now saying these things is too late.

With all the dirty work he's done before, and potentially more darkness he'll touch in the future, if he doesn't reincarnate in a pigsty in the next life, it could only be two possibilities: either Saint Sis is too merciful, or he has finally "ascended," becoming a great professor.

Skein didn't know either why a fleeting sentence from the prince stirred such unnecessary sentiments in him.

He gently shook his head, refocused on the open notebook on the desk, picked up the feather pen, ready to listen attentively.

This was an assignment given by Professor Arist.

He had to play the role of a diligent and inquisitive good student, approaching the elegant and kind prince in the most harmless manner.

"So, let's begin."

Luo Yan shook the lesson plan in his hand, or rather the script he prepared for "Prince Colin," and spoke with a not-so-loud yet clearly distinct voice on the podium.

"I have named this class 'Science,' but before it all begins, I don't intend to tell you what science is, because you will have your own answers."

"For the first class, I will talk about 'light.'

Under the gaze of countless curious eyes, he gently placed a prism on the podium, then waved the magic wand in his hand.

A seemingly insignificant beam of light fell upon the completely transparent prism, akin to the scene in England Lincolnshire Woolsthorpe Manor on another planet almost four hundred years ago.

It was not some magical spell, nor some profound and mysterious technique, but one of the starting points of the Enlightenment.

The Academic State uses its unattainably high towers to force these children to crawl beneath their feet.

But he will have them stand—

In the shadow beneath this High Tower!

"I dare to bet, many among you can perform the Lighting Technique, perhaps even effortlessly."

"But I dare wager, none of you have ever thought that 'light' can be dissected."