92 – Preparing for war with Maxburg (2)

General Helmut von Moldke, the pillar of the Prussian Empire who led the Franco-Prussian War and the Battle of Sedan to victory, said this.

“Germany’s victory is not credited to me and the soldiers. It is the ball of elementary school teachers. I give them all the glory.”

Having said that, in reality the Prussians were far ahead in the quality and quantity of their troops.

However, it was the elementary school teacher who made the quality, and the Prussian army showed indomitable spirit and high morale by using the high educational level and social adaptability at the time.

And since then, compulsory education has spread all over the world, no, all over Europe, and I personally believe that the qualitative difference between the common people of the East and the common people of Europe has been maximized since this time.

So I went to inspect the school I had chosen as a way to develop my estate and to justify the war against the Maxburgs.

**

First, I decided to attend class for just one day as a teacher’s assistant, wearing a slightly shabby suit for a lower class aristocrat in order to directly feel the lively atmosphere of the school.

And in order for the class to proceed naturally, I gave the principal and vice principal who already knew me a vacation.

When I entered the classroom with the teacher, there was a wall and a floor, and a huge blackboard and chalk were placed at the innermost part of the wall, and in front of it were chairs and desks for students to sit on.

The 40 or so kids started whispering and staring at the new teacher, eyes twinkling.

“Wow, the new teacher is really tall.”

“Walking on something is cool.”

“You must be a priest too, right?”

The teacher, wearing a brown bridal robe, took me to stand in front of the blackboard, saw the children, lifted a cane, and thrashed the blackboard, saying in a friendly yet strong voice.

“The teacher here is Miss Ciel, who will be working as a teacher. Teacher, please introduce yourself.”

“This is Ciel from Windheim. For the next month, I will be teaching you all along with Ms. Belldo. Please take good care of me.”

After I said that, the children started looking at me with bright eyes, as if they were interested in the teacher they had never seen before.

However, the children quietly raised their hands without asking me a single question to see if they had been thoroughly educated by the teacher.

Although I gave instructions, the orderliness shown by the children, who would only be in the 1st or 2nd grade of elementary school in Korea, was truly surprising.

If you are controlled like this from a young age, you will adapt much faster if you receive military training when you become an adult.

Even if you don’t become a soldier, you will naturally obey society.

And after a while, Beldo next to me clapped his hands and said,

“Yes, Ver. Let me ask you a question first.”

“Yes, teacher. What subjects does Miss Ciel teach?”

“My teacher is a history teacher. And today, uh… Mr. Beldo?”

“good. I’ll take care of it for you today, but from tomorrow the teacher has to teach.”

As I have already agreed with the principal and vice principal, I will act as a school teacher and priest for today only…

I came here to experience the natural class atmosphere, so I should be with you.

“I will watch and learn hard. teacher.”

“Then, sir, please go to the empty desk over there with the paper and quill.”

Then, I sat down at an empty desk some distance away from the children and got ready to take notes.

After confirming that I was seated, Veldo began to write down the necessary elements to explain the Battle of Strnheim, such as the evil Count Schwein, the good Mr. Baron Kreuttel, Miss Ella, and His Majesty the Emperor, on the blackboard in large letters that were easy for children to understand. .

At the same time, it seemed amazing that they provided the space they needed to provide space for the children to write.

“Okay, last class, before the Battle of Strenheim, we talked about Count Schwein, Count Kreuttel’s lord who harassed His Excellency, do any of you remember?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a child quickly raised his hand.

“Okay, Gally. Yes, what did Count Schwein do?”

A child named Gally answered the question in a triumphant voice.

“Yeah! Sir, a bad nobleman called the Baron of Santoburg harassed Your Excellency Kreutel and defeated him brilliantly alone, and then Count Schwein asked you to give him money. He is a bad person.”

When the words were over, the teacher clapped, and the children also began to clap in praise.

Then, the teacher continued talking.

“Well done! That’s right, a bad guy named Baron Santoburg attacked the innocent Count. Originally, Count Schwein should have helped, but Schwein was a bad person and did not help His Excellency. But the Count armed the poor to form an army, and with that army defeated the bad baron. But now the count has taken away even the reparations that the baron received. What do you think of Cain?”

“It’s bad, it’s bad anyway. I also received pocket money from my mom or dad, but it would be bad if the bad brothers took it. I can’t imagine how bad the Count must have felt.”

At that time, I honestly thought that Schwein did something like Schwein, so I didn’t feel so bad, but Walt and Frost saw that and grabbed their backs.

Guy Frost had grabbed the back of his neck and collapsed at that time.

“However, the Count did not abandon Schwein and gave him one last chance. However, a big problem arose in Elysium. It was at the emperor’s funeral that Schwein laid his hand on the Count’s beloved Ella! He grabbed Ella-sama and bullied her, saying that it would be better to be mine rather than the weak Kreutel. If there is something you want to say, shall we say it one by one?”

At that, the children said with a look that they were genuinely angry.

“It’s too much!! I heard Ella and His Excellency get along better than my dad, but it’s bad to bully two people who are on good terms like that!”

“I hate Schwein who fought hard and took the money he earned and tried to do bad things to Ella-sama too! It’s like a pig!”

Although I deliberately organized this kind of education for the purpose of beautifying myself and strengthening loyalty to me,… I don’t think this is a bit far-fetched.

Next time, I’ll just never come to school class inspection, I’m like a terminally ill second grader when I come here…

However, in order to gain the sympathy of the entire territory that we must attack Maxburg in the future, we must continue this kind of education…

This is enough for ignorant children, and serfs, who had difficulty eating even one meal a day, are now rich enough to eat three meals a day…

I will never forget that grace, how strong is that loyalty…

On the other hand, Beldo in front of me seemed to be enjoying just imagining this battle, and spoke in a triumphant voice.

“So, even the Count could not stand it any longer and threw the white glove in Schwein’s face, signifying the need to fight. And after striking Schwein down nicely, he hit the left cheek with his fist and the right cheek with his fist, knocking him down. And countless nobles who watched it responded with applause to the brave Count. Barney, how was it?”

When the boy named Barney heard that, he stood up and clasped his hands together.

“Your Excellency Count is very handsome! If there’s someone who touches my girlfriend someday, I’ll fight like the count.”

“I know you’re dating the deli from the next class, but you don’t have to brag about that. However, you are a wonderful knight, as if you were in a children’s book in which the story of a knight at school you enjoy reading was written, right? The Count…then I’ll continue with the class.”

I didn’t include that, no, I just wanted to leave out the heroization of myself and just talk about the justification and necessity of overthrowing Schwein.

The head priest here, who organized this education, should have a serious talk.

I’m not going to torture or anything like that, but maybe I’ll cut the church budget a bit…

And the class continued.

Even if the process of going to Strnheim Plain, marching, and supplying were all omitted, which children would not find interesting.

The story of Mark and Frost in the play of the Battle of Strnheim, which children sometimes see in the square, was also discussed at length.

In particular, the children were enthusiastic about the story that Mark, who was from a humble background but eventually became a semi-nobleman, was cool, or that Mark later became a semi-nobleman.

Of course, the most enthusiastic thing was the story of me getting off the horse and grabbing a spear and fighting the enemy knight in order to fight alongside the other soldiers.

Seeing that the teacher in front of me was more excited than the kids when I was talking about this, it must be the case that this guy became a teacher’s bride after working as a wandering missionary without even eating.

If you can’t eat and meet someone who feeds you, your loyalty will inevitably become the max.

That’s how I learned how to teach while taking classes such as various math, reading, and writing with the children.

Although I was shocked in history class, to be honest, considering the background of this era, the soldiers and citizens would support me at this level.

I just have to pretend I can’t see and hear…

**

I really like my house, which is small but has wooden windows and windows, and although it is rough, the walls and floors are covered with fine soil.

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My old house was the size of one person, but at that time I didn’t have money to buy food, so I didn’t care if wind or rain leaked into the house…

Compared to that time, since His Excellency Count Creutel began to rule this place, with a little exaggeration, every day has become richer, as if living in heaven.

And after a while, the door opened and my son, Barney, came in and hugged me.

“Dad!! I’m here!”

“yes? my son! What did you learn today?”

“I learned the story of Your Excellency the Count! The story of the fight of His Excellency the Count in a place called Sturnheim!”

“yes? Would you like to hear from Dad?”

So my son began to explain how the Count played an active role in Stornheim over a long period of time.

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Maybe because I’m young, the priests only taught me simple words, not difficult words, but it’s nice to see them clearly talking about what they learned at school like that.

If he continues to study like that and is recognized by His Excellency, will he also become His Excellency’s servant like Bayleaf…

The father must be learning something similar to what he learns in his spare time after work…

After listening to the story for a while, I said while patting Barney’s head.

“I studied well today, so Dad will ask Mom to give me some delicious bread and meat! Let’s eat soup with a lot of meat.”

“Wow, soup!!! really?”

“And if you keep doing well in school, Dad will buy you meat for your birthday. Do you like pork?”

Hearing my words, the guy started salivating from his mouth.

“It’s a bitch, but… I can’t help it when it comes to meat… Back in my day, I really only ate one or two pieces of meat a year… If I only ate two bowls of porridge every day, I had no wish.”

Upon hearing my words, Barney asked with a puzzled expression.

“really? We eat meat once every two or three months… And it doesn’t taste like porridge, so was it your wish to eat 2 bowls of it every day?”

A guy who has lived an affluent life as a citizen of Count Creutel since he grew up, of course would not understand.

So I opened my mouth to tell you that I had lived through these difficult times as a father.

“When did you tell your dad that you ate bad, bottomless porridge at school? When my dad was the size of Bunny, it was hard to eat two of those things every day.”

Upon hearing my words, Barney said with a face of real dislike, perhaps remembering the time when I ate only cheap porridge like the porridge I ate, saying it was an experiential learning at school.

“If I ate like that, I would have been hungry and exhausted every day…”

“I was really hungry, so hungry… sometimes I even caught and ate mice.”

“Anyway, it’s not a mouse, Dad. I don’t know if it’s an unripe raspberry…”

“No, we really don’t have much to eat. I was so hungry that I ate that. Didn’t the priest say that too?”

It was only then that Barney said with a serious expression, as if he had at least a little bit of awareness that it was true.

“I hate being hungry.”

“I don’t like it either. And Dad, Mom, and Barney are protected by the Count, so you can eat something delicious like this every day. So let’s live every day with a grateful heart.”

Upon hearing my words, Barney responded in a lively voice.

“Yes, Dad!”

A fine fellow, even though he doesn’t know what it is to be hungry, at least he knows the Count, who feeds us goodies…

And also, it’s so nice that he can live without worrying like that, without worrying about dying of starvation like me, and without the fear that his older sister or younger sister might be sold to Changgwan in the event of a bad harvest.

so I…

Then, before I knew it, I heard my wife’s voice from inside the kitchen.

“Honey, I put a lot of meat in my soup today. Eat a lot! I’ll give you more!”

For the Count, who gave us this happiness, even though I am not obligated to be loyal like the nobles who are vassals…

If I can, I want to do the best I can.

That’s the way I can be happy in the future, and it’s the way I can be happier.

That’s how I learned it, and I did it again.