Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 62 The Holy Sword of Courage
Behind that are some scenic spots, such as the large statue of Macmillan, the first headmaster of St. Illustrated College.

“One of the school rules is that you must pay homage to the principal’s statue when you enter the college, but I don’t make it mandatory,” Taylor said to the crowd. “You should admire knowledge itself, not a statue.”

Next is the college's art museum, which houses a variety of cultural relics and historical sites, some of which are as precious as first-class collections in outside museums.

"You have ten minutes of free time. Meet at the door in ten minutes," Taylor said.

Finally, they were able to move around freely, and the students, in twos and threes, admired the cultural relics here.

Caesar's gaze shifted and he saw Sia strolling alone in the gallery, looking at the ancient paintings.

Most of the paintings here date from the Ponnor period, which is three to five hundred years before the establishment of the Eldaria Empire. It was a relatively stable period in which a large number of art movements emerged, and art and literature flourished during that time.

Xia stopped in front of a painting that was more than two meters tall. It was a landscape painting, done in a pointillist style. Little bits of bright color made up a wheat field under the sunrise, and the cool-toned wheat field and the warm-toned sky created a striking contrast.

As Sia was watching, a voice suddenly came from behind her:

"Moissan's early works all feature this style of vivid and rich color contrasts. There were few painters in the Ponnore period who used colors as boldly as him. This 'Sunrise' is also considered one of his representative early works. Although it is just a simple landscape painting, one can still feel the hazy vitality and understanding of hope it conveys."

Xia turned her head and saw the handsome black-haired boy behind her, admiring the painting intently while seemingly explaining it to himself.

"This probably confirms that even when Mosang was seriously ill, he still had the most beautiful expectations for life and the future during that period."

After Caesar finished speaking, noticing that Sia was watching him, he smiled slightly at her: "Just some superficial understanding."

One of his former companions, Meyeris, was very interested in art collecting and would often talk about it in his spare time. This made Caesar also develop some interest in art. Although he didn't know much about it, he could still show off a few words when he saw something he recognized.

But in response to his boasting, Sia simply said expressionlessly:
"You're annoying, can you be quiet?"

Caesar's smile froze on his lips, and after a moment, he nodded slightly.

"What a terrible personality..."

Damn it, how did they choose the crown maker? How could the successor to the empire be like this?

Turning around, he saw Leon grinning at him, waving the self-help book in his hand as if to say:

"It's never too late to learn now."

The first negotiation ended in failure, and Caesar decided not to say anything more until he fully understood the princess's personality, at least not to let his goodwill drop to negative levels.

Although the other person probably has negative feelings towards others.

He spent the rest of the time wandering around the museum.

As I passed through the handicrafts section, a group of people were gathered there, listening to a chubby little man with thick lips talking animatedly into an old-fashioned telescope.

"After the Battle of Black Sands, the Kingdom of Spa completely occupied the Pomiland Peninsula. The powerful Kingdom of Spa produced Robert, one of the world's greatest navigators. He completed the first circumnavigation of the globe, leaving behind a wealth of valuable documents for posterity. He also ushered in the Age of Exploration."

"Wow, Raymond, you're so good at history!" someone exclaimed.

"Hmph," the chubby Raymond rubbed his chin, saying smugly, "So-so. I just like reading historical novels, and over time I've come to know a bit about history." But Caesar, not far away, sighed, thinking to himself:
"In reality, Robert wasn't from the Kingdom of Spa. He was just a passing traveler who claimed to be sailing, but actually he was just trying to swindle some money from the king. Moreover, he didn't complete the first circumnavigation of the globe. He turned back halfway due to storms and then wandered around the western ocean coast before returning. But it's true that he started the Age of Exploration, because after returning, he claimed to have discovered an island in the western ocean that was full of gold, but the waves were too big to land on. He then spread the coordinates of hundreds of islands, tricking wave after wave of people into rushing into the sea."

However, this is considered obscure knowledge in history, and only specialized historians would know it.

Caesar learned this directly from their voyage log, which he had found in the treasury of the Kingdom of Spa.

Just then, Xia walked by, and the chubby boy named Raymond immediately stepped forward, stood in front of Xia, and gave her a standard gentleman's bow.

"Greetings, Your Highness, I haven't had a chance to introduce myself yet. I am Raymond Scardo, son of the president of Scardo Energy Group. It is an honor to be in the same class as you."

Sia glanced at him indifferently, and Raymond's lips curled into a smile: "Please forgive my sudden offense, but Emperor Rean once said that all actions towards ladies should be sincere."

"Huh? When did I say that?" Caesar thought to himself, twitching his eye.

Despite the other person's smile, Sia remained expressionless, her eyes, which held the regal majesty of a king forging a crown, coldly fixed on him, her lips slightly parted:
"If you could stay a little further away from me, it might make me more comfortable."

Raymond's smile froze on his lips. He gave an awkward laugh, said something like "sorry for bothering you," and sheepishly backed away.

"This guy won't do. As the heir to the throne, he can be proud, but he can't be arrogant. If he gets too proud, he'll make a serious mistake."

Caesar watched this scene from the side and shook his head.

This Xia's personality is worse than he thought. If she really becomes his successor, he'll have to teach her a lesson and curb her arrogance first.

After a ten-minute tour, everyone returned to the entrance of the exhibition hall and was led by Taylor to the next location.

They arrived at a grove of large poplar trees, where cobblestone paths led to a tall, pyramid-shaped building made of marble, about ten meters high, with steps leading to the top floor.

As they approached the pyramid, an invisible pressure immediately enveloped them.

"I feel a little breathless," a girl said, clutching her chest and looking pained.

"This is the iconic building of St. Yaro Academy, the 'Tower of the Holy Sword.' At its summit stands the Holy Sword of Oran, also known as the Holy Sword of Courage. It is one of the few weapons in the world with a wielder. Legend has it that only those with the highest heart can ascend to the top of the tower, and upon grasping the hilt, the wielder will respond and bestow a blessing," Taylor said, surveying the crowd.
"Anyone interested can go up and give it a try. It's a popular challenge at St. Yaro Academy. Many people want to conquer it and prove themselves. But I'm warning you, the higher you go, the greater the pressure. Some people have even fainted halfway up."

The students looked at each other, but no one was willing to go up.

"I'll try."

Leon walked forward with a grin and headed towards the stairs, but after only a few steps, his steps became unsteady, and he stumbled and fell on the marble steps. He then clutched his chest and ran down the stairs.

"It's so scary! As soon as I stepped on it, it felt like a ring of steel bars was hitting me. I couldn't even breathe." Leon, who had been relaxed just now, hunched over and waved his hands repeatedly at the crowd.

Taylor gave a low hum and then said, "Let's move on to the next one."

But before he could finish speaking, a figure with long, dark blue hair left the crowd and headed towards the pyramid's steps.

With steady steps, Xia walked up to the top of the pyramid.

(End of this chapter)