Martial Arts Arena.
Fiery red light illuminated the ground.
Hua stared at the eloquent Lucas, interrupting, "You've said so much... I still don't understand."
"Master, please ask. Your disciple promises to tell all, without holding anything back."
Lucas spoke earnestly.
Hua gently shook her head.
"No... I don't want to ask anymore, wicked disciple... Your master wants you to express it through action."
Love is a very complex emotion.
To express it through action is actually very difficult.
Back then, in order to get the answer,
Lucas could say he expended quite a bit of energy.
"I understand, Master wants me to express this master-disciple affection through action, right? To make your feelings deeper, how about this time I become the master, and you become my disciple?"
Lucas and Hua's gazes collided in the air.
For a certain person,
The master-disciple relationship between them was essentially role-playing; switching roles made no difference.
However...
Hua, who was deeply immersed in the role, certainly didn't think so.
The Vermilion Bird Immortal's delicate eyebrows raised slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she nodded in agreement.
"No matter... Knowledge comes at different times, and skills have their specializations. The knowledgeable are masters. If you can perform well, your master... can excuse your disrespect."
Lucas smiled and said, "Disciple, from now on, I am the master."
"What instructions does Master have?"
Hua's expression remained as calm as ever.
Looking at the ice-cold beauty's face and her pure light-blue eyes,
A desire for conquest rose in Lucas's heart.
"As the ancients said, 'All things are inferior, only studying is superior.' Disciple, your master will now teach you to study."
"Good."
The Vermilion Bird Immortal's answer had no change in tone whatsoever; it seemed she hadn't fully adapted to the role of a disciple yet.
Lucas instructed, "Disciple, summon the Martial Arts Arena's AI panel and transfer its usage rights to your master."
St. Freya Academy was full of advanced technology.
The Martial Arts Arena also had an AI.
Of course...
This AI was completely incomparable to Hyperion's A.I..
Hua parted her red lips, exhaling a fragrant breath.
"Academy terminal, display data panel, transfer usage rights to Lucas."
A neutral electronic voice suddenly sounded, "Identity confirmed, S-Rank Valkyries—Hua, data panel is unfolding, please wait..."
As a light-blue panel appeared in the air,
The electronic voice, coming from who knows where, continued, "Data panel unfolded, permissions transferred."
"Academy terminal, open bookshelf."
With Lucas's command,
The light-blue panel immediately changed.
Countless book titles appeared on it—such as the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Thousand Character Classic, Enlightenment to Poetic Rhyme, Three Hundred Tang Poems, Song Ci...
Clicking on Tang Poems and Song Ci,
The cultural crystallization from the ancients immediately surged forth, with dense poems and lyrics jumping on the screen.
Lucas recited softly,
"Crimson gauze, thin like ice, skin like jade, snowy and fragrant... Cloud-like hair and flower-like face, golden steps sway, in the lotus tent, pass the spring night..."
Hua's eyes flickered slightly.
For the Vermilion Bird Immortal, Tang Poems and Song Ci were not unfamiliar; in fact, she knew quite a few of them.
No wonder.
After all, Hua had lived for an extremely long time.
The gray-haired beauty in ancient attire watched Lucas walk behind her. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard the man say, "Disciple, no moving during class."
"Yes... Master."
Hua's shoulders were pressed by Lucas, and she felt an instant tingling sensation spread throughout her body, her brain also becoming excited.
This was a feeling she had never experienced before.
Lucas opened the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
It is well known that
The Classic of Mountains and Seas is divided into the upper volume, the Classic of Mountains, and the lower volume, the Classic of Seas.
However, the mountains here are barren.
Even with the Classic of Mountains in hand, Lucas didn't know how to explain, so he simply skipped to the Classic of Seas in the next volume.
St. Freya Academy is located on a small island.
The one thing it doesn't lack is the sea.
And every night, it's a scene of surging tides.
Thanks to this, Lucas was well-informed, and now, when he started explaining, he was quite experienced.
From the dry riverbed, he made his way to the turbulent coast.
Lucas, teaching by example, spoke vividly.
The Vermilion Knight initially maintained her aloof persona.
Unfortunately...
She was soon broken by Lucas, turning to listen with rapt attention, her eyes even glazed over.
"Disciple, next, I'm going to explain the key points. I'll say a sentence, and you follow along and read it."
After Lucas finished speaking, Hua came back to her senses. She bit her red lip lightly and whispered, "Okay... Master."
At this moment, the Vermilion Knight's tone was no longer as stern as usual.
It seemed she was about to be enlightened.
Another cyber-book was opened.
It wasn't the Classic of Mountains and Seas, nor was it Tang poetry or Song lyrics.
This book was—The Great Learning, a Confucian classic.
It mainly discussed the philosophy of self-cultivation, regulating the family, governing the state, and bringing peace to the world.
Although the content was not a widely praised saying, it was enough to immerse people in it.
"The Way of Great Learning lies in illuminating the illustrious virtue, in loving the people, and in resting in the highest good... Knowing what comes first and what comes last, one is close to the Way."
As soon as Lucas finished speaking, Hua followed, like a child learning to speak.
The voice that came from her full red lips was deep and melodious.
However, there were always instances of unclear pronunciation.
Listening to it, however, had a unique charm.
Who knows how much time had passed.
A cool evening breeze suddenly swept into the Martial Arts Arena.
The Vermilion Knight looked up at the trembling stars in the sky.
...
The ancients said—Butterflies are lazy, orioles are listless, spring is half over; flowers fall in a wild wind, and the small courtyard is full of withered red.
It was spring at this time.
Although the scenery of the Martial Arts Arena was not as beautiful as described in the poem, it wasn't far off.
Flickering red lights swayed.
Outside, two pairs of eyes were silently staring at this place.
Sirin said, "Did the Captain say when he would come out?"
"No."
Judah shook her head, "But I estimate it will be soon."
"Then you keep waiting... It seems there's an annoying fellow approaching over there. Let me see if I can lure her away."
Sirin turned around, took a few steps, then stopped. "Judah, did your master really not give you any other tasks?"
"No."
The white-haired, blue-eyed Armed Doll replied.
Sirin chuckled lightly and said, "I don't believe she'd be that kind."
"I won't allow you to speak of my master that way!"
Judah was immediately annoyed, revealing a gnashing of teeth.
Sirin shook her head and said, "You're really loyal to your master. I wish my Bella could be like you."
"Bella clearly..."
Judah hadn't finished speaking.
Sirin turned and disappeared into the darkness.
On the other side...
Raiden Mei was wandering aimlessly.
It was Sunday now.
Since seeing Lucas on Thursday.
Raiden Mei hadn't seen him for two days.
And so—the bored Cook decided to go outside to look for Lucas, to see if he was doing anything bad behind her back.
Starting from the center of the Maze Garden.
She first went to the Valkyrie Dormitory.
She didn't find Lucas, and then Raiden Mei slowly made her way near the Martial Arts Arena.
Here.
The Cook encountered an unexpected person.
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