Don't confiscate my identity as a human race

Chapter 932 - 719: Lanci’s Military Trials

The air in the Elliot Building was saturated with the unique scent of ink, parchment, and ancient tomes.

"There are three lectures per week, each two hours long. Personally, I’m not fond of attendance grades, and I dislike wasting time checking attendance status. There needs to be mutual trust between people. However, before I came, Professor Brunk, who led the course, had already set attendance as 10% of the final grade. So, this semester, I will symbolically call the roll once, and I will delete everyone’s previous attendance records, letting the attendance record start anew."

Lanci shifted his gaze from the ancient books to the student roster beside him, reviewing the attendance results from earlier in the semester.

Seeing that some students had already had points deducted for attendance, he felt somewhat reluctant to dock them a point or two.

After all, the final assessment only accounted for 50% of their final grade, and the attendance points were considerably significant, potentially affecting whether they could achieve the highest rating.

Many students smiled, sensing that this professor was kind, easygoing, and generally indifferent about whether students attended.

There was then no need to waste their precious research time attending classes, as everyone seated here considered themselves an arrogant genius Magic Artisan of the Empire, and no one thought this young professor could be much more skilled than them.

It seemed likely not only that the passing rate this semester would be quite high but also that they could potentially achieve an exceptionally good grade point average.

Level 4 courses carried significant weight both in weighted average grades and in GPAs.

"That one roll call will directly count for 10% of the grade."

He added another sentence.

So, he hoped everyone would be lucky enough to be present on the day he called roll.

"..."

This gambling teacher.

"Why would a guy so fond of military engineering not go directly to the Empire’s Weapons and Equipment Department or the Special Action Department instead of coming to Saint Kray Monastery?"

"He seems like a calm madman; would the principal really allow him to do this?"

"If he truly possesses the talent to match his words, Principal Violet might prefer to have him teach at the Monastery instead of letting him be transferred by the military."

As a new professor, he was not a well-known giant in the field in the Cerryti Empire and also had no substantial research results.

This ultimately made it difficult for the students there to be convinced; a few appeared somewhat bored.

"Today, seated in this classroom, are the cream of the crop from Cerryti’s Magical Engineering circle. However, being just an outstanding Magic Engineer is not tough; the hard part is becoming a great Magic Engineer."

The professor in gray spoke at length to the elites in the classroom.

He looked around at the students below, including the few extraordinarily talented young people in Magical Engineering who had been mentioned during his conversations with Principal Violet.

In the classroom, he also saw a somewhat familiar figure—

Elsa Washington, the younger sister of Landry Washington.

She sat upright, earnestly focusing on the podium.

However, after a brief eye contact, Lanci no longer lingered his gaze on her.

After all, in the classroom, even if they were actual relatives, he would not treat her specially; this was his classroom.

The fact that Elsa was known by name and had conversed with Principal Violet, despite being fairly young compared to other upper-level students, was probably not just because she was Landry’s sister but also due to her inherent potential, giving her the opportunity to catch Violet’s attention.