Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 618 - 007 Academician

In the early morning, in a courtyard on the east side of the city.

Old Siran woke up to the cheerful chirping of larks outside the window. His long-time wife had already risen, directing the servants to sweep the fallen leaves of bay wood clean from the stone path of the courtyard, tidying up the somewhat messy lawn in front of the door. She then had the servants prepare breakfast, his preferred sandwich with corn porridge since arriving here.

Coming downstairs, breakfast was ready, and the family was sitting at the dining table waiting.

Once Old Siran sat at the head of the table, breakfast began.

He took a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, the slightly sweet taste stimulating his taste buds, giving Old Siran a slight jolt. He couldn't help but once again feel admiration in his heart for His Highness Blue Dragon Austin who created such a great kingdom of civilization.

Settling in this city, three months had already passed, and the family of Old Siran had basically settled down in this city.

Before coming here, he thought that even if this Barbaric Zone could have half the prosperity of the former Imperial Capital, it would be good enough. However, he didn't expect the city to be built so impressively.

Clean, prosperous, advanced, civilized... All the beautiful words fail to describe its splendor.

According to Old Siran's knowledge, this city was just one of the hundreds of Pioneer Cities within the Dragon Nest Tribe Kingdom's territory. At the center of the Blue Dragon Kingdom, the whole Imperial Capital of the Blue Dragon Kingdom was even more dazzling and magnificent. According to those who had been to the kingdom's capital, it was simply the most dazzling unparalleled jewel on the continent, its elegance and beauty indescribable by any language.

Yes, it's the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

As more and more humans surrounded the outskirts of the Kawa Great Forest, the main population within the Pioneer City shifted from Beastmen to a mix of Beastmen and humans, making it less accurate to call it the Dragon Nest Beastman Tribe or Dragon Nest Beastman Kingdom. After all, in the outskirts of the Kawa Great Forest, humans made up a significant portion of the population in the Pioneer Cities.

Therefore, even though His Highness Blue Dragon Austin hadn't publicly appeared or officially transformed the Dragon Nest Tribe into a kingdom in some time, the subjects within the influence of the Dragon Nest Tribe, especially the refugees escaping from the Central Earth Continent, directly referred to the Dragon Nest Tribe as the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

However, the term Blue Dragon Kingdom generally existed among humans, while the Beastmen mostly supported names like Dragon Nest Tribe Kingdom.

Of course, no matter what the term, it is merely an external colloquial expression. Occasionally, Beastman scholars and elite humans would engage in verbal battles in the newspapers, with some lower-class commoners amusedly gossiping during their spare time, without any official position being set.

After living here for a few months, even Old Siran developed a sense of belonging towards this city and the rule under His Highness Austin, the greatest Blue Dragon in history.

In the past, though being a teacher in a noble academy, it also exposed him to more heart-wrenching filth, which was why Old Siran always seemed to have a reclusive personality, unwilling to communicate with others.

The former Imperial Capital of that bygone Duchy only left him with dirty memories as filthy as muddy soil.

But the Blue Dragon Kingdom was different. Every place seemed to be full of vitality, something Old Siran couldn't pinpoint, but he could feel that unique atmosphere in this world.

That was a flavor distinct from any kingdom or duchy in the human world of Central Earth.

"Perhaps, this is precisely because of the leadership of that great Blue Dragon and also due to the city being jointly built by both Beastmen and humans!"

Sometimes, Old Siran couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Perhaps Old Siran merely wanted a refuge, planning to return to Central Earth World and find a countryside to retire after the storm passed.

But now, his thoughts had been altered by his life over the past few months; living out his days in this place wouldn't be all bad.

"Where's Smith? Why haven't I seen him eat breakfast recently?"

Snapping back to reality, Old Siran took a bite of the sandwich on the plate, glanced at an empty seat at the dining table, and casually asked.

"The school leadership is inspecting these days, so Smith is helping set up the school, basically living in the school dormitory. He'll be back in a few days."

"Hmm, tell the boy to work diligently; although it's only a middle school teaching position, regardless, it's part of a civil servant cadre, and he'll have a pension when he retires. Securing this job is his good fortune, he can't afford to make mistakes and lose it."

Old Siran said vaguely, while putting a slightly overcooked piece of potato into his mouth.

"Understood, that child knows the importance of things; such opportunities were unheard of in Lunbabi,"

came the response from Old Siran's old wife.

After moving to this city, Old Siran received some support from his student. With the help of that student, he sold some of the Magic Rune results he had previously researched to the government, earning a substantial sum of money.

With money in the pocket, life had stabilized from the previously tight conditions.

After settling in, Old Siran registered at the official magic institution, preparing to be evaluated and become an officially registered Magic Research Fellow. Once passed, he would be employed by the government, commissioned to research some magic principles and receive an annual supplement of Gold Yuan.

There were many terms about the official level Magic Research Fellow that couldn't all be explained, but they generally seemed very relaxed unless there was a need for some official organization to muster a great effort, concentrating on breaking through certain technical barriers. Only then would they summon these Magic Research Fellows.

Usually, at most, they would teach at the university or publish some newly researched magic principles in newspapers.

After all, this Magic Research Fellow in the Blue Dragon Kingdom was considered part of the elite class.

Of course, the Magic Research Fellow required an annual review; if the contribution to the kingdom wasn't sufficient or the research results weren't enough to support the title of Magic Research Fellow that year, the evaluation would be revoked to prevent incompetent individuals from muddling through.

Though not very famous and known for an eccentric and reclusive nature during his time teaching at the Lunbabi Noble Academy, this did not mean his research ability was lacking.

In the past, he was not renowned merely because those at the noble academy didn't value this new knowledge. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

In fact, in these many years of research, despite the lack of resources and funding, Old Siran still produced quite a number of results.