Wayne looked bewilderedly at the document in front of him.
"It’s your appointment letter and transfer order."
The elder headmaster pushed the crystal glasses up on his nose and asked,
"Do you have any other questions?"
"Why am I suddenly being transferred to the Dragon Heart Academy in Elisium City?"
Wayne couldn’t understand at all. He had only been in the job for less than a month, and now he was suddenly being transferred from his original position straight to the Extraordinary Academy in Elisium City. It didn’t make any sense.
Although this would be a coveted promotion for an ordinary teacher, for Wayne, it was too strange, and strangeness meant danger for a Tifflin like him.
"Because I recommended you to the Central Education Bureau of Elisium City."
The old dragon said slowly.
"Headmaster, why did you recommend me?"
Wayne was even more confused.
"Because I believe that with your talents, serving as just a swordsmanship teacher at this elementary school is a waste, so I recommended you to the Education Bureau.
I hope you can showcase your talents on a higher platform and cultivate more Sword Masters for this land."
The old headmaster provided a very reasonable explanation.
"My talents, what talents do I have?"
"You are a Sword Master, too much modesty can also be a form of arrogance, young man."
The old headmaster tapped on the table, revealing part of Wayne’s background directly.
Although his promotion speed was rapid, he had never neglected his necessary cultivation, and he achieved his breakthrough using the Skill’s Extreme Intent.
Of course, this cultivation was not voluntary; since childhood, he had often fought in his dreams, battling from a young age to the present, constantly hovering between life and death. With such experiences, having the level of skill he has today is not surprising.
"But Mr. Rocky is stronger than me. If you want to recommend a more outstanding teacher to Elisium, it should be Mr. Rocky and not me."
Currently, the person Wayne pulled into the spotlight to shield himself was the physical training class teacher in the same office, who was also a very powerful Paladin, so powerful that Wayne could hardly fathom his strength. The only issue was that his colleague was quite old and not in good condition.
"Rocky is nearly four hundred years old. He has contributed his entire life to the continent. Now, he should enjoy a peaceful and quiet life, don’t you think, young man?"
For some reason, under the calm gaze of the old headmaster, Wayne felt a bit ashamed and apologized, lowering his head,
"Headmaster, you’re right."
"It’s a time for young people to strive. It doesn’t make sense to crowd in with us old fellows. You should go to a broader place, fully display your talents, and then, once you’ve seen, heard, and experienced everything in the world, come back here."
The old voice carried a strange rhythm, making one subconsciously want to agree.
Yet, while Wayne nodded continuously, he still offered a dissenting opinion,
"But Headmaster, I have already seen everything in this world, the joys and sorrows of mortals, and my own emotions and experiences. I’ve been through enough already, and now I feel very tired, just wanting to rest for a while."
The young man’s tone was sincere, and the old dragon was also moved by it, examining the young man in front of him seriously, then said with an undeniable tone,
"That’s because you’ve experienced too little, young man. It’s precisely because you haven’t experienced much that you take small things as world-ending disasters, feeling as if the sky has fallen.
In truth, once you’ve lived through centuries, you’ll find that many things are like a gentle breeze brushing your face, not worth paying attention to at all. You just need to feel them."
"I believe I’ve already experienced what you’re talking about."
"This is the judgment of an elder, young man. Your years aren’t even a fraction of mine. What gives you the confidence to dispute my judgment?"
"Headmaster, experience and age are not equivalent. Just like certain slumbering dragons, if they have slept from a young age to adulthood, even at three hundred years old, their experience would not be more than that of a three-year-old child."
"What you said makes sense, so, do you intend to disobey the transfer order?"
The old dragon clasped his hands, asking calmly.
Wayne’s eyes revealed a glimmer of delight.
"Doesn’t the Golden Code advocate granting citizens enough freedom?"
"This is bounded freedom that does not violate public order and morals, not unlimited freedom. If everyone indulged themselves to do whatever they want, how could order exist?"
"Indeed. But such a forced mandate seems to trample on the freedom I should have, doesn’t it?"
Wayne agreed with the majority of what this old dragon in front of him said.
"No, young man, it’s a gift from your elder."
"I like the atmosphere of the school."
"In three hundred years, you can reapply to me."
"I want to submit my resignation to you now."
The old dragon showed a puzzled look in his eyes.
"I like a life of freedom. I am a Knight in pursuit of freedom. Becoming a teacher here was my choice, but the arrangement you made for me was not my wish; I don’t like a life arranged by others."
"Such a willful young person, but why don’t you go to Dragon Heart Academy and take a look before you decide? There, you may encounter novel things you’ve never seen in your life. If you feel disappointed afterward, it’s not too late to submit your resignation then."