Dragon Princess Chapter 38 (Patreon)

Chapter 38 - The Start of my Journey (Part 4)

“Finish… Finish class?” Professor Flint looked back with an expression that read ‘are you joking?’, “But our class only lasted for ten minutes, where in the world would you find a class that ends in only ten minutes?”

“No no no,” I shook my finger at Professor Flint, “you don’t know this, but teaching for ten minutes then taking a break for forty minutes is actually the most scientific way to teach, not only does the combination of rest and work improves efficiency, but it also prevents the students from becoming mentally exhausted, dozing off, or accumulating stress.”

“Isn’t that true everyone?” I turned around and asked the other dragons, the threat in my eyes was evident.

“... true true true, the Royal Princess really is telling the truth.”

“Yes, if only I had mastered this scientific method earlier in life, it wouldn’t have taken me a thousand years to learn Elvish.”

“Indeed, the Royal Princess is truly deserving of her title.”

When I was satisfied with the answers that I’d heard I turned back to Professor Flint with a victorious look in my eyes. The professor froze in place for a long time before finally putting down the pointer that was in his hand, “Since the Royal Princess has decreed it, class is dismissed.”

I gave Professor Flint a thumbs up, “As expected of the best Dragon Language instructor, you are a sensible man indeed.”

Then I turned and immediately slipped away. As for whether I had returned to class after forty minutes… that’s another story that we’re not gonna talk about now.

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Time flies like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and in the blink of an eye three years had passed since I was born in this world.

In the past three years, I spent everyday with a schedule crammed full of important matters.

Every morning, I practiced controlling my lifeblood. After my first schizophrenic event, mother told me that the reason it happened was because I couldn’t control the great ancestor’s blood essence that’s raging within my body and if I want to be able to do so, then I shouldn’t avoid it. If I want to control it, then I need to embrace it and use it repeatedly.

Therefore, every morning I had to spar with the training partners my mother caught from various locations.

However, the race of my training partners were always the same: Deep Sea Giants.

Once, it had nearly led to a race war, but mother shut that down single-handedly.

And that other personality of Lilith had appeared more than once. It happened every time I lost to my training partner and was hammered into the ground. She would brutally murder her opponent with battle instinct and base power incomparable to me in my normal condition. Therefore, it can be concluded that she’ll only appear and take over my body if I’m facing an opponent that I can’t deal with on my own once I’m forced to rely on my survival instinct.

But, just as mother said, I was still me at the time. It was only because of my poor control over my lifeblood that my personality and thought processes were affected. I’ve been told that my personality when influenced by my blood is rash, bloodthirsty, violent, crazy, and vengeful. All my little discontent would act as the fuse for me to act out violently at that time.

As a result, I also tore up Akarin’s Magical Girl Book, beheaded the sexy statue of the sculptor, and tied Fenice’s tongue in a sailor knot.

Therefore, whenever my personality switched, all the dragons on Dragon Island, aside from my mother, would take their treasures with them and teleported away, waiting for me to turn back to normal.

And when my other self had finally started to tear apart mother’s collection of ten meter tall statues, she started to run off like the other dragons.

I studied the Dragon Language with Professor Flint every afternoon. I studied intensely for ten minutes then took a break for forty minutes, there were three classes every day on that schedule. How well did that work out? Well…

*Bang! Bang! Bang!* With a few cannons, the ribbons that had been fired fell on my head…

“Congratulations, Crown Princess!!”

“Congrats, Crown Princess!!”

Every tree in the woods is covered with ornaments. A huge cake was placed in the place where I normally attended classes. On the blackboard, there is a message that reads, "warm congratulations to Crown Princess Lilith for learning fifty words of the Dragon language!”

You didn’t misread that, it took me merely three years to learn fifty characters, not only that but I also learned some low level spells that I can cast using those fifty characters such as ‘Ignition’, ‘Freeze’, ‘Breeze’, and so on.

Most importantly, I remembered my name!

The Chaos Dragon, Artemis Niger Lilith, I remember all thirteen characters of my name! I didn’t even expect to be able to do that.

So I really am a genius.

“Crown Princess really is a genius.” See, even they say so.

“That’s right, it only took you three years to learn fifty characters. If this keeps up, then memorizing all five thousand should only take, lemme see... one… two… three…”

"You idiot, how long do you intend to count for. It should take about five hundred years."

"Yes, that’s right, five hundred years is enough. And here I thought that the Crown Princess would need to study for more than a thousand years. I’m so shortsightedness I should punish myself with three cups."

“Yes, three penalty drinks. Cheers!”

“Cheers!”

Those guys completely forgotten about me and drank from a barrel-sized cup.

But there’s no way for me to enjoy it since this body can’t handle alcohol, the last time I tried to take a sip with my tiny mouth nearly all of Dragon Island was destroyed and since then no one has offered me even a drop of wine to drink.

Seriously, how frustrating! I was the God of Wine who wouldn’t even get drunk from a thousand cups in my past life, so how come this new body of mine can’t even handle a drink?

Forget it, just eat cake. If I can’t drink then it’s better not to think about it… 

“Crown Princess, could you wait a moment.” Professor Flint suddenly called me.

“Professor, is there something you want?” I turned to look at my teacher who seemed to have aged too much in the last three years.

Professor Flint hesitated for a moment, “this humble one has… come to resign.”

“Resign?” I look him straight in the eyes, “how can you resign after doing such a great job? Don’t tell me, is getting to class too exhausting? Is your salary not enough?”

“It’s not that.” The professor promptly answered, “It's not exhausting, how can it be exhausting with only thirty minutes of class every day? And a salary of ten gold coins per day is more than I would’ve ever imagined at my previous job.”

“Then why are you resigning?”

"That's because..." Flint paused. He seemed to be thinking about whether he should say it. After hesitating for a moment, he continued, "The Princess has only learned fifty characters in three years. It is really a waste."

“How is that a waste? Dragons live for tens of thousands of years.”

“I mean I can’t afford it,” Professor Flint trembled sharply, his shaking was so bad you’d think that someone had dug up his ancestral grave. “This year I’m turning eighty-one, I’m basically half buried in the soil. It really is a waste.”

“...” I almost forgot that humans had such short lives.

Professor Flint twitched and retrieved a letter from his arms, "I know why Your Highness is so slow to learn, that is because it is too boring to study alone."

He handed the letter to me, "This is the most prestigious magic school in the Holy Dragon Empire, a recommendation letter for St. Carolan Academy. There is a special dragon language department in the school. I recommend you to go there to study, Crown Princess."