The First Legendary Beast Master - Chapter 1372 Bring The Tutors
Chapter 1372 Bring The Tutors
The room that Librarian Barry led them to was coincidentally a large storage room directly across the hall from his own suite beside the Library.
And he wasn’t even going to try to pretend that it wasn’t intentional.
Somehow, Karl had to respect that level of honesty. But the room that he had picked, while it was likely chosen for proximity to both the Library and his own room, was perfect for the job.
It was far larger than a standard suite was, and looked like it was intended to hold seasonal furniture for this entire section of the Castle. Only, nobody was normally using it, so there were only a few boxes scattered around the walls.
“I will have the staff clean out the last of what is in here, and move it to another storage room. There isn’t much, but the other storage room is nearly full, so it might take them an hour or two.” Barry noted.
“Well, that’s alright. We’ve got time for them to work while we eat. Then, we will come back, I will upgrade the training room by the Library, and all the kids will have an excuse to come visit your wing of the Palace.” Karl joked.
Dakkarian laughed. “Getting them to even come close to the library is hard most of the time. It’s like they’re allergic to education.”
Karl shrugged. “You just have to make it fun. If you can involve enough entertainment in class, they will actually go home and study for it so that they don’t lose tomorrow. Keeping kids in class all day generally requires tying them to their chairs.”
The black dragon avatar laughed, while Librarian Barry let out a long-suffering sigh.
“Why do I get the feeling that if we keep talking about this, it will lead to a full revamp of the educational policy?” He asked.
Karl shook his head. “Unlikely. There are far more blue dragons than there are Karls in the world, and convincing the Church to change educational policy to introduce more hands on learning and energy burning exercises into their classroom time is unlikely to be a fast process.”
Karl knew that firsthand. The process still hadn’t changed by the time that the next resurgence came around, so any changes that they were likely to make here would not spread outside the Palace.
Or at least they wouldn’t affect the whole church.
Dakkarian smiled fondly at the memory of his training as a youth. “You know, I grew up in Zindab, to the south of here, and most of our training was done on our wings. The blue dragons made us fly while we recited the answers to their questions.
At the time, we thought that it was just them ruining a perfectly good flight, but now I get your point. Burning off all that young dragon energy is a good thing. Once they get older, it’s easier to get them to sit all day.”
So, it wasn’t a new idea. It just wasn’t how things were done here.
The dining hall was unusually empty today, with only visitors present, and a few who did not have family in the Palace, or near enough to fly out and visit for the day. The Kingdom only took one day a week off, but the palace took it completely off, with only a small staff left on duty.
Even the serving staff was just one young dragon with a large cart stocking a buffet, instead of the dozens of staff and fancily plated dishes of every other day.
Karl loaded his plate, and followed Dakkarian to the nearly empty table, only to find that they were suddenly popular.
“I heard that you made up a new challenge for the kids.” An adolescent dragon began the moment that he sat down.
“Indeed. A modified training scenario, but it’s excellent for youthful challenges.
Though, with a bit higher difficulty and some larger obstacles on the course, it could work for anyone.” Karl agreed.
“I am the personal tutor for two of the girls who were with you today, and I was hoping to learn a little about it before they started demanding it tomorrow.” He continued.
Karl smiled, and Barry nodded. “You should come with us when the Emissary makes the secondary training room later.”
“Oh? You’re an Emissary? My apologies, Sir. I thought that you were one of us.”
Dakkarian laughed, while Barry swatted the boy on the head. “If he were one of us, you should still be more polite. But he’s a Mythic World Dragon, not a Librarian of the Blue.”
“It’s you! I heard that you made quite an impression the other day, flying in. I don’t typically come to these dinners except on the weekend. They’re too crowded, and my position would put me in a dark corner somewhere.” The tutor noted.
“Well, the Librarian will be in charge of the new room, so there is no harm in showing the tutors. A bit of extra practical exercise might help the kids focus.” Karl suggested.
“It seems that we will have a big day ahead of us.” Dakkarian noted.
“We should have probably picked a bigger room.” Karl agreed.
The Palace was practically a city within the city, and there were over a hundred children roaming its various wings. But most of them were the children of servants, not Nobles. They didn’t have access to the wing where the Royal Library was.
The total number who might want access to the room wasn’t more than sixty, in three major age groups.
The youngest didn’t have their Class yet, and spent their days with the red dragons at the daycare. The next was the group who was with Princess Rue today, the younger kids who had just gotten their classes, and the last group was that of her older brothers.
The teenage brats, as Barry called them. The whole age group was a pain, as they pushed the limits to see how much they could get away with and to establish their status as young Nobles.
After that, they were out of basic training, and no longer his problem.
They could join the army, take up Noble duties, or move out of the Palace and start their own lives.
