Chapter 7: Bronze Age text

"Duro, I really lay on the bed for more than a month. I bumped my head before, and now I have a scar on my head." Shalan smiled and said nothing more. Up.
This Douro is the third and youngest son of Viscount Qiu Di Rudolph, the deputy mayor of Cynthia. He has been loved by Viscount Rudolph since he was a child. In addition, both Viscount Rudolph and Earl Weinmann have the same political views. They belong to one party, and the relationship between the two families has always been very good. This also makes Shalan and Duro, the two second generations of yours, have a good relationship since they were young.
　　Du Luo looked at the scar on the back of Shalan's head, looked at Shalan with a little surprise, and said with a face full of disbelief: "You really have been injured for more than a month. What happened?"
　　 "I accidentally fell down the stairs, so I was lucky and not dead."
　　 "You are really... I heard my mother say that if you encounter a catastrophe and survive, it is best to pray in the temple, so that you can thank the gods for blessing."
　　 Listening to Douro’s words, Shalan raised her eyebrows, and said unexpectedly: "When did you start to believe in those gods? How come I don’t know. Could it be that it started in more than a month?"
Scratching his head awkwardly, Du Luo said with a smile: "No, that's...I am only the third son after all. The title of my family has nothing to do with me. It's not like yours that also runs business in addition to the title. There are only a few industries.
Although my father's title is not low, and his official position has reached the level of deputy mayor, those who are my elder brother are not mine, so recently my mother wants to introduce me to the temple. She has a little relationship there. After I graduate from high school, I can find a position there. "
　　 Frowning slightly, Shalan said to Duro, "Duro, didn't you still want to go to college to study business? Is this going to give up?"
"I don't want to. It's just that my eldest brother inherited the title and entered the officialdom. My second brother studied business and mastered several properties in the family. However, in the planning of my parents, I wanted to enter the temple. These are inevitable. There is no way to change it. Any way, I...no way."
Seeing Duro’s helpless and confused look, Sharan sighed. Although Duro seemed to be living a good life and his parents loved him, in fact, in the face of family interests, Duro couldn’t have any. With any exception, he can only accept the arrangement of his parents. Even if the arrangement of his parents is completely different from his idea, he can only accept it through gritted teeth.
Everyone has their own choices, even if they are forced to do so, Shalan does not intend to participate in Douro’s life choices. Shalan will not do this unless he begs himself to help him. This kind of thankless thing, after all, the Rudolf family and his Winerman family are considered family acquaintances. Unless Shalan wants to destroy the relationship between the two families, he can't get involved in the affairs of the Rudolf family on behalf of him.
　　 The two chatted for a while, and the teacher of the first class finally walked into the classroom.
　　 The first class is history. In this world, history is a subject equivalent to mathematics and natural science. On the contrary, literature is slightly lower than these three subjects, but it is different from Shalan's previous life.
　　 "Okay, everyone, class is now starting, I hope everyone will keep quiet and listen to my class carefully, otherwise you may die miserably in the final exam."
When these words came out, the students in the classroom were wailing. The history teacher named Ailan was a young teacher who just came to the No. 1 Senior High School in Cynthia this year. She was only twenty-five years old, but her teaching ability was very good. The temper is also well-known, and various methods of tame students have emerged one after another, which really caused a lot of suffering for the students who thought she was good to bully. Even the various second generations in the class did not dare to provoke her.
　　 For Sharan now, this was his first class in the true sense of the word, so he was very attentive in his studies, and even started to take notes under Duro's horrified eyes.
The course is halfway through, and Professor Ailan's course is gradually deepening. At this time, Ailan inserted an additional knowledge point in a period of Bronze Age history. It is about a small country located in the history of the Bronze Age. Ailan said that the predecessor of that small country was a country built by many tribes living in the wilderness. Its history as a country is very short, but in fact the people of this country, or their nation, have a long history. , And it is said that there is a relationship of inheritance and inheritance with a certain nation in the Silver Age.
　　 While telling the extended history, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Ailan wrote on the blackboard a word composed of the words of that small Bronze Age country.
"This word was written in the language used by that small country at the time, meaning the country of ancestors' protection. As I said earlier, the predecessor of this small country was a collection of many tribes, and these tribes actually still retain their ancestors Sacrifice and worship, so when they established their country, they called their country the country of ancestors' blessing, and wanted to rely on the ancestors to make the country strong.
It’s just a pity that in the end things backfired. Their country was destroyed by foreign invaders, and the people were displaced. They could only be scattered on the continent at that time. A culture with a long history was buried in the dust of history along with the war. , It is really a pity. "
After telling this history, Ailan continued to tell the following lessons backwards, but at this time Shalan no longer has the desire to continue listening. He just looked at the words on the blackboard made of the words of the small country in the Bronze Age. Because Shalan recognized the unidentified text written on the small piece of paper that she found in the flower and leaf of the velvet snowflake, some of the words are exactly the same as those on the blackboard. Shalan can basically conclude that the text is the same. !
　　 "It turns out that the text on that little piece of paper came from here, so I can finally figure out what the thing on that little piece of paper means."
　　 Just as Shalan was thinking about these issues, the bell rang after class, Ailan finished her get out of class and left the classroom with the lesson plan.
Seeing Ailan's departure, Shalan quickly got up and chased after him, which really surprised Douro who wanted to go to the bathroom with him, especially when he saw through the window on the classroom wall and saw the chase in the corridor When Ailan’s Shalan, the surprise in his heart rose to a new height.