The Starting point of Public Education

As the students filtered into their designated rooms, eager anticipation hung in the air like a palpable energy. Inside each classroom, professors stood at the ready, their faces alight with enthusiasm as they prepared to embark on this journey of learning alongside their new pupils.

In the main lecture hall, James and the assembled professors wasted no time in diving into their first class. With a sense of purpose and determination, they began by introducing the courses and outlining their significance in the students' daily lives. From the fundamentals of construction and culinary skills to the intricacies of finance and mathematics, each subject was presented as a vital tool for personal and professional growth.

With clarity and passion, the professors emphasized the practical applications of their respective fields, illustrating how these skills could be utilized to overcome challenges and seize opportunities in the world beyond the classroom. Through real-life examples and interactive demonstrations, they sought to instill in their students a deep understanding of the value of education and its potential to shape their future.

As the introductory session drew to a close, James stood before the assembled students, his gaze sweeping across the room with a sense of pride and optimism. "Remember," he declared, his voice ringing with conviction, "the knowledge you gain here will not only enrich your own lives but also empower you to make a positive impact on the world around you. Together, we will build a brighter future for Heisenport and beyond."

With that, the first day of classes officially began, marking the beginning of a transformative journey for all who had gathered to learn and grow in the halls of knowledge.

On the Right Side where the 4,000+ applicants gathered---------

As Bahrian completed the roster of the 4,000+ individuals who had enlisted in the Heisenport Military Reserve Regiment, a sense of purpose and determination settled over the assembled trainees. Standing before them, Bahrian assumed the role of their guide and mentor, preparing to lead them on this transformative journey of military training and discipline.

With a commanding presence, Bahrian addressed the trainees, her voice firm yet encouraging. "Welcome, recruits," she began, her words carrying across the gathering with authority. "From this day forward, you will embark on a journey of self-discovery and strength, as you train to become the protectors of Heisenberg."

As she outlined the terms of their enlistment, Bahrian ensured that the trainees understood the commitment they were making. "You will receive ten silver coins per day, along with free meals," she announced, her gaze sweeping across the attentive faces before her. "In return, you will dedicate yourselves wholeheartedly to your training, honing your skills and preparing to serve your kingdom with honor and valor."

Bahrian's words were met with nods of understanding and determination from the trainees, their resolve unshaken by the challenges that lay ahead. With her guidance, they would undergo rigorous physical and mental training, forging bonds of camaraderie and resilience as they prepared to face whatever trials awaited them.

As the orientation drew to a close, Bahrian urged the trainees to pack their belongings and prepare for their departure to the training camp. "Remember, your journey begins now," she declared, her voice ringing with conviction. "Embrace the challenges that lie ahead, and emerge stronger, braver, and more capable than ever before. Heisenberg awaits its defenders, and you shall be among them."

With a final salute, Bahrian dismissed the trainees, watching proudly as they dispersed to make their preparations. As they embarked on this new chapter of their lives, she knew that they would be guided by the principles of duty, honor, and courage, ready to answer the call of their kingdom in its time of need.

As the week unfolded, James and his fellow professors seamlessly acclimated to the new educational framework. With each passing day, they witnessed the growing enthusiasm among their students, who approached their studies with unwavering dedication, fueled by the ambition to one day impart their knowledge to others.

"Your enthusiasm is truly inspiring," James remarked, his voice brimming with pride, as he addressed his attentive class. "Remember, the knowledge you acquire here will not only enrich your own lives but will also empower you to shape the future of our kingdom."

His words resonated with the students, who nodded fervently in agreement, their eyes alight with determination.

Meanwhile, Bahrian, balancing her responsibilities as both a professor and a military leader, efficiently delegated the task of training the recruits to her trusted Vice Captain and a contingent of knights and guards.

"We have a responsibility to mold these recruits into capable defenders of Heisenberg," Bahrian declared, her voice carrying authority as she addressed her assembled team. "Guide them with patience and discipline, and instill in them the values of honor and duty."

With a resolute nod, her Vice Captain and the assigned knights and guards set about their task, organizing the recruits and preparing them for the journey ahead.

Gathering in the bustling Plaza of Aedenberg, the recruits, clad in their uniforms, awaited their departure for the camp situated just beyond the city walls. Amidst the bustle of preparations, an air of anticipation hung palpably in the air, signaling the beginning of a new chapter for these aspiring defenders of Heisenberg.

With a sense of purpose, the Vice Captain rallied the recruits, his voice ringing out over the bustling plaza of Aedenberg.

"Attention, recruits!" he bellowed, his authoritative tone cutting through the clamor of the crowd. "Today marks the beginning of your journey to become defenders of Heisenberg. Prepare yourselves, for the road ahead will be challenging."

The recruits stood at attention, their faces alight with determination as they listened to their leader's words.

"We depart for the training grounds, 200 square miles from the city walls," the Vice Captain continued, his gaze sweeping over the assembled ranks. "Once there, your first task will be to build your camps. Remember, teamwork and discipline are key."

As the recruits filed out of the city gates, the residents of Aedenberg lined the streets, waving banners and cheering them on.

"Good luck, brave souls!" cried one elderly woman, her voice quavering with emotion.

"Make us proud!" shouted a young boy, his fist raised in solidarity.

The recruits marched onwards, their spirits buoyed by the support of their fellow citizens. With each step, they drew closer to the challenges and triumphs that awaited them in the rugged mountains beyond.

As the Trainees departed, James and Frederick stood together, watching them vanish into the distance. With a sense of determination, James pondered the future of Heisenport, feeling bolstered by the support of the citizens, the expectations of his family, and the trust of his friends. Letting out a sigh, he muttered to himself, "I still have a long way ahead."

Frederick, catching James's sentiment, couldn't help but feel uplifted by his friend's resolve. With a smile, he began to sing softly, his voice carrying on the breeze, "Oh, Heisenberg is blessed to have such a royal, thinking of his subjects not as tools nor slaves but as his precious children."

As the words drifted to James's ears, he felt a swell of emotion. Frederick's melody seemed to echo the very sentiments in his heart, affirming his purpose and igniting a renewed sense of determination. With a nod of gratitude to his friend, James turned his gaze towards the horizon, ready to face the challenges ahead with unwavering resolve.

In the quiet of the night, after the day's lectures had ended, James found Bahrian in the Martial Arts and Swordsmanship room, fast asleep on the wooden stage, her snores filling the air. Despite her exhaustion from teaching six classes and demonstrating swordplay and combat techniques, Bahrian slept soundly, her weariness evident in the lines of her face.

As James passed by the room, he couldn't ignore Bahrian's form lying there, vulnerable in her slumber. Concern etched across his features, he entered the room and approached her, noticing she lacked a blanket to shield her from the chill of the night.

Gently draping the blanket over Bahrian, James felt a warmth spread within him, a sense of care and compassion for his colleague and friend. Squatting beside her, he watched her serene face, illuminated softly by the moonlight filtering through the windows.

Despite the fatigue etched upon her features, Bahrian's beauty remained undiminished, captivating James with its timeless allure. In that quiet moment, as he gazed upon her sleeping form, James couldn't help but marvel at the strength and grace that Bahrian embodied, a testament to her resilience and fortitude.

An hour had passed since James had entered the room, and Bahrian stirred from her slumber to find herself covered with a blanket. Before her, just a few meters away, was James, still squatting, his gaze fixed upon her.

As Bahrian blinked away the remnants of sleep, she couldn't help but smile at the sight of James, his youthful features softened in repose. Yet, her amusement quickly turned to surprise as James, overcome by exhaustion, succumbed to sleep just moments after she had awakened.

Chuckling softly to herself, Bahrian admired the endearing sight before her, her heart swelling with affection for the young prince. "What a handsome prince," she mused to herself, her thoughts drifting to the enigmatic young man who had captured her admiration. "He always looks so handsome and cute from any angle."

Lost in her reverie, Bahrian found herself pondering the mysteries of James's heart, wondering what kind of woman could capture his attention. As she delved into her thoughts, a sudden yawn from James startled her, prompting her to quickly feign sleep, pulling the blanket over her head in a playful attempt to conceal her amusement.

James awoke with a start, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment as he realized he had inadvertently fallen asleep while gazing at Bahrian. With a sheepish grin, he cleared his throat, mustering the courage to speak. "Captain, are you awake?" he ventured, hoping for a response.

However, Bahrian remained silent, her feigned slumber convincing enough to fool the young prince. Undeterred, James pressed on, his voice filled with gratitude and sincerity. "Captain, even though you're asleep, I want to express my heartfelt thanks for your unwavering support and trust in me," he murmured, his words tinged with appreciation.

As James rose to his feet, he noticed Bahrian still nestled beneath the blanket, her features softened in sleep. Concerned for her well-being, he gently lifted her into his arms, eliciting a surprised gasp from the captain as she blushed furiously.

Mindful of her comfort, James carried Bahrian with care, his steps steady as he made his way out of the martial arts room and towards the Lord's House. With each stride, he couldn't shake the warmth that blossomed in his heart, grateful for the chance to repay Bahrian's kindness in his own small way.

As James carried Bahrian into the Lord's House, Frederick caught sight of the tender scene unfolding before him. With a knowing smile, he muttered to himself, "Hm, hm... I sense a romance blossoming." His eyes twinkled with amusement as he watched James, the young prince, carefully cradle Bahrian in his arms, their bond palpable even in the quiet of the night.

Frederick couldn't help but feel a sense of joy at the prospect of love blooming between his friend and the capable captain. With a silent chuckle, he made a mental note to keep an eye on their budding relationship, eager to witness where their journey would lead.

After gently tucking Bahrian into her bed, James stood by her bedside for a moment, his gaze lingering on her peaceful face. In a soft voice barely above a whisper, he confessed, "Just seeing your beautiful face every day makes me motivated." The words slipped out unintentionally, fueled by the warmth he felt in her presence.

Bahrian, who had been pretending to sleep, couldn't help but blush at James's heartfelt admission. She waited until he had left the room before allowing herself to react, her heart fluttering at his words. With a contented sigh, she nestled deeper into her blankets, her thoughts filled with the young prince who had captured her heart.