Seeing that Gottfried had forgotten everything, Ural and Balar felt a fire in their hearts. As thieves, they were used to being slutty. With Gottfried's attitude, they would probably treat it as a lesson, and the remaining 20% ​​would teach him a lesson after he was alone. But Ural still remembered that they came to study and knew that it was not good for the old man, so he suppressed Balar and repeated with a forced smile: "I am Ural, this is my younger brother Balar. We came from Almani and wanted to enter school. I heard that this school only needs to give enough tuition, no matter where it comes from, right?"

"The common people say this. Foreign nobles have to apply specifically for the Swedish king. The Swedish king is not willing to help possible enemies raise children, so the tuition fee will be much higher - aren't you nobles, aren't you?"

"Of course not! We are all countrymen! There is not much money!"

"If that's the case, just ask me to apply for admission. That's it-" Gottfried looked Balar and Ural up and down, and when he saw the hole in Balar's butt, he pondered for a while, "For the sake of fame and reality, the college hopes to recruit some students with good moral character, not villains and gangsters. You should have no bad habits, right?"

"No, we are all great people from head to toe!" Ural rushed to say, "When I came here, a girl was attacked by a wild beast, and my brother even threw a flying knife and rescued her!"

"Yes, yes!" Balar nodded repeatedly and agreed, "We also left the carriage on the side of the road for people in need!"

"That's really admirable." Gottfried nodded with satisfaction, then pointed to the string of math symbols on the ground, "Come on, complete the remaining steps of this math problem, and then pay the tuition for one year in advance, and you will be able to enter the school!"

"This..." Ural looked at the strange symbols on the ground and was in trouble, "Is this a math problem?"

"Oh! My fault! I forgot that other places outside Sweden, the mathematical works of the King of Sweden and me have not spread yet!" Gottfried patted his head, "What have you learned? Can you find the area of ​​a circle? What about the area of ​​a cone? Where have you learned European geometry? Have you ever heard of analytical geometry?"

Every time Gottfried said a word, Ural shook his head. When he said analytical geometry, he finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "What is geometry?"

"Uh... It seems you know nothing about mathematics. It's okay, I'll teach you!" said Gotfried. "You should work harder and try to solve this point question on the ground before the sun sets today!"

So the nightmare of Ural and Balar began. It was already around 2 pm when they arrived at the academy, and Gotfried had been hung for another hour, and there were only more than two hours left before the sun set. During these two hours, Gotfried also talked about calculus from geometry, coordinate system, and analytical geometry. After stuffing the integral and differential transformation formula that Ella pushed out into Ural and Balar's heads, Gotfried threw them into the process of dozens of rows of points on the ground, allowing them to complete the last step, and sat on the chair that Ural had just sat and drank leisurely.

"Come on, although it is a very complicated question, I have already opened up most of the paths. You just need to use the knowledge you just learned to understand the intermediate steps I wrote, and then push the last slightly hidden ones away."

However, after being forced to get so much mathematical knowledge, Ural and Balal's current mental state can only be described as inconsistency, and even addition and subtraction within ten cannot be done.

"Teacher...is this an admission test?" Ural asked.

"Experience?" Gottfried was stunned. "No, there is no admission test. The rules set by the Swedish king should be enough to give enough money."

"Then is this..."

"It is a moral education before school entrance exams," said Gottfried. "Points indicate the path to God, so doing more points can make people good. After school entrance exams, you must also do a point question every day to make your virtue complete."

Ural began to feel that Gottfried was here to find fault. He pulled Balar and stood up, and slapped a pack of gold coins in front of Gottfried with a "snap".

"This is the tuition fee for my brother and I to enroll."

As soon as he finished speaking, he threw another bag of gold into Gottfried's arms.

"This bag is a little gift we give to you to the teacher. I hope you can work with you."

Looking at the two packs of gold coins, Gottfried was a little surprised: "No, are you guys...?"

The next second, Ural inserted a knife on the table, his eyes showing fierce light: "The etiquette is here, and we brothers are not easy to bully. Balar is a self-level magician, so do I. After taking the money, I honestly let us go to school, and everything will be considered as never. Otherwise, teacher, you may have to suffer a little to leave here today."

From the second time Ural took out his purse, Balar came to the door with understanding. Before Ural took out his knife, he quietly closed the door.

But to their surprise, Gottfried looked not only afraid, but even surprised:

"I thought the students from the Almany Federation would be a little more docile, but I didn't expect you to be the same as those pirates." Gottfried sighed, "Okay, just do the same as before - Kick up!"

A magic power began to accumulate around Gotfried. Ural's expression gradually changed from disdain to surprise, and finally turned into fear. In a short period of time, the magic power of this middle-aged man who looked less magical increased from the entry-level to the self-level, natural level, and finally even reached the elf level, and continued to rise until it exceeded his perception range.

Gradually, Gottfried floated in the air. His hair, face, and body were covered with a layer of sacred golden light. Sparks and electric flowers flashed from time to time at the tips of his hair, and behind him, six transparent wings could be seen faintly.

"Most of the students here are pirates with bad records before entering school. When the Swedish king was not here, they could turn the class off. So, what do you think I can take to replace the Swedish king in charge of the affairs of the college?" Gottfried raised an arm expressionlessly and looked towards Ural and Baral. "Before entering school, I will give you a moral education class for freshmen!"

"Wait a minute, we vote-"

Before Ural could finish his words, a ray of light pressed towards their bodies.

A huge explosion sounded in the academy.

"Do your ten points questions to practice your virtues! You are not allowed to eat before you finish it!"
Chapter completed!