Four Split Personalities

And after Rose Georgia’s failed attempt, she finally made up her mind. She led her subordinates to pursue, turning what should have been a flawless assassination into a tug-of-war spanning several provinces.

Students, do you know what this means?

This means that the other provinces, which were also watching the situation and were undecided, were suddenly caught in the fire.

Anyone with insight could see what the Georgia Territory intended, so the provincial lords who might have swayed for some time were forced to choose sides.

To turn a blind eye is to abandon Sang Qiao to his fate, which is akin to openly standing against the [Temporary Council] and the Glittering City.

Helping Sang Qiao would mean cutting off any retreat, akin to boarding the tattered and failing dynasty, with no room left to maneuver.

And the root of it all was that initial wavering of the female knight named Rose Georgia.

This led to the situation where, irrespective of the outcome, or the decision made by the neutrals, they would end up hating the Georgia Territory.

In the end, only one province truly sided with the revival of the dynasty, and their help to Sang Qiao and his people was limited to providing some food and shelter, and sending an army to ’escort’ them for less than half a kilometer.

As a result, Rose, who temporarily enjoyed the advantage of time, location, and unity, eventually caught up with Sang Qiao and his party, and in the ensuing chaos, killed... his double.

Hey, no matter how fascinating the story is, get your hands moving, take notes.

However, even though the faithful double fooled Rose, and Baghdad Georgia, under physical and mental strain, was promoted to epic, forcing back the equally exhausted pursuers who thought they had succeeded, Sang Qiao survived but was severely injured in the chaos.

Sang Qiao, disguised as his trusted aide, lost his legs, and was hit directly by a [Blast Flame Cross] during his escape, suffering extensive burns and eventually going completely blind.

Meanwhile, Rose returned to the Georgia Territory with the head of the double and held a high-profile wedding with Philo Georgia six months later, transitioning from a Guardian Knight to the lady of a minor lord.

Although the news that Sang Qiao was still alive spread, Lord Ang Georgia still achieved his goal, becoming the first to rise up, bringing several factions to wisely choose their stance with him.

Much later, those once oppressed by the Sun Dynasty finally settled old scores, initiating a ’Three Years War’, destroying the [Temporary Council], and turning the once-great dynasty into history. The old City Lord of the Glittering City, upon realizing the tide had turned, was the first to declare independence and sever all support to the Temporary Council, making his actions the last straw breaking the camel’s back.

As a result, the Glittering City, which still had a solid foundation, was not affected by the final reckoning and judgment, and continued to exist to this day.

Now, let’s return to the topic of this lesson... Who laughed? Whoever laughed first, stand up. I assure you, you won’t graduate smoothly!

Ahem, joking aside, let’s take another look at the Glittering City after the dust settles.

Old City Lord Partheriton, disheartened after the Sun Dynasty had become history, passed his position to Sang Qiao shortly before he succumbed to illness. Though Sang Qiao was fortunate to survive, being wheelchair-bound and blind made it difficult for him to fulfill his duties. If not for one of his mistresses secretly leaving him a daughter, Kana Joe, he wouldn’t even have an heir.

Luckily, the loyal Knight Commander Baghdad Alphonse devotedly supported the ’young master’, and later, along with his son Lems, assisted Sang Qiao, allowing the Glittering City to survive through those turbulent times, gradually recovering the primordial qi lost during the ’Three Years War’.

However, unknown to Sang Qiao and Baghdad and his daughter, Lems had long harbored rebellious thoughts. Over the years, he systematically brought all of the Glittering City under his control. I have seen many records claiming that after his father’s death, he swiftly killed his childhood friend Kana, undermined the old City Lord Sang Qiao, and even crafted a meticulous will before the latter’s mysterious death, transferring the City Lord position to the loyal Lems Alphonse.

Though we cannot blindly trust these records, considering Baghdad Alphonse’s character, Sang Qiao’s physical condition, and Lems’ ruthlessness after ascending to the City Lord position, I personally support this view.

So please...

Write your thoughts meticulously and justly, and submit an essay titled "My Views on Lems Alphonse" by next week, with no fewer than five thousand words.

Professor Clif smiled kindly, then clapped his hands amid a field of despair, and said wistfully: "Sometimes I can’t help but wonder, if Sang Qiao had died in White Sakura City, or if he hadn’t been so gravely injured and returned home in good health, what would the Glittering City look like now? How would the Georgia Territory be, and what would be the power structure of the Xibei Dalu? But in the end, this is just speculation, as history cannot be reversed."

The students all shivered, looking up at the elderly man at the podium with pale faces, sweat pouring like rain.

As expected—

"A ten-thousand-word essay."

Professor Clif stated concisely and directly to the point: "I want to see your boundless yet logical imagination, children. If you wish to become great, you must learn to think diligently, ponder, and draw lessons from the past."

"Yes, Professor Clif."

The students replied uniformly, weakly, and with faces like death: "Thank you, Professor Clif."

"Hmm."

The old man nodded in satisfaction, waving his hand grandly: "Class dismissed."

At the same time, the crisp bell announcing the opening of the cafeteria rang out across the campus.

In an instant, students who had appeared listless suddenly sprang to life, like unleashed wild dogs howling as they charged out of the classroom, startling Ya Ya, who had been napping on the ground, almost causing her to bite Ji Xiaoge’s wing.

"Ah... such a familiar scene."

Ji Xiaoge stared wide-eyed at the students, nearly beast-like under pressure and hunger, and unconsciously murmured.

"Yes, indeed."

Motan, leaning against the door with his arms crossed, nodded slightly, replying simply, seeming somewhat distracted.

"Mor Wang?"

Ya Ya, just awakened, twitched her ears, leaping lightly up to hang onto Motan’s arm, blinking curiously: "What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing much, just found the old man’s lecture quite fascinating."

Motan smiled, shrugged: "It was quite thought-provoking~"

"I found it super interesting too! And I don’t have to do any homework!"

Feeling double happiness, Ji Xiaoge giggled, asking cheerfully: "Mor, what do you think about that final question from the teacher?"

"Me?"

Motan paused for a moment, then shook his head gently, smiling as he said: "I think those conjectures are essentially meaningless."

"Eh? But didn’t people say, if you want to be great, you must diligently think, ponder, and draw lessons from the past?"

"Firstly, I don’t wish to become great."

"Hmm, what then?"

"Then rather than dwelling on possibilities that no longer exist, I prefer making decisions at each crossroads that I won’t regret, thus saving myself the trouble of looking back often in the past~"

"Wow, you’ve become poetic!"

"Hehe, isn’t that the truth?"

Chapter 1193: The End

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