The infinite sword system has been mastered, and you say this is the dragon clan?

Chapter 472 The Myth Resurrection Movie, Action!

"'Life is but a fleeting shadow, a poor, awkward man who appears briefly on stage and then disappears without a sound; it is a fool's tale, full of noise and commotion' (Macbeth)... Oh my friend! Have you finally come to understand the immortal meaning behind these beautiful words?!"

Shakespeare, finding that at least someone in the lavishly furnished faculty section was paying him any attention, smiled broadly, his spirits soaring as if he were taking flight. He looked at this newly arrived professor of individual basic sciences, who was also a fellow newcomer:
"Oh, Professor Emiya! If you're interested, be sure to audit my next class on literary analysis. I can dedicate two whole class periods to explaining the literary paradigms behind what makes a work a classic..."

"I'm truly honored, but unfortunately, this conflicts with my teaching plan." Emiya smiled insincerely, pondering how to better arrange the script for the next Individual Basic Course.

"Oh dear, what a dramatic missed opportunity! But life offers far more opportunities than the regrets in stories!"

Shakespeare's tone remained as exaggerated as if he were reciting poetry, "Professor Emiya, even if our schedules conflict for the next class, I would welcome you to audit the class the day after that..."

Emiya said, "No, no, no, I think the great writer has misunderstood me, Shakespeare. Don't you think the current classrooms are too conventional and superficial? As the center of the mysterious world, our Clock Tower should adopt a more original, comprehensive, and high-standard teaching model!"

It has to be said that he has started to habitually make empty promises to people, and the first step in making such promises is to elevate the status quo to attract their attention.

Sure enough, Shakespeare was greatly interested:
"Oh? Lord Emiya's insightful opinion is actually quite similar to mine! Yes, yes, I also lament that the school models all over the world are generally the same and largely alike... In fact, during the interview, I suggested to the headmaster—"

"For example, we could set up some novel activities in the classroom, such as using the power of the Enforcement Bureau to capture dozens of Scottish lemurs and bring them to the classroom. Then we could observe the habits of these ancient and magical creatures up close while the lemurs recite lyrical poems in unison!"

...No, no, no, it would be a disaster if Hohenheim agreed to your suggestion!
Emiya almost facepalmed. He should have known better than to strike up a conversation with this talkative, entertaining person. He should have just made his request directly.

"Actually, Professor Shakespeare, the reason I said that just now is because, in my view, knowledge is not only about learning but also about application. A truly excellent course should combine theory and practice. You agree, don't you?"

"Yup!"

Shakespeare nodded vigorously, believing his 'groundbreaking achievement' had been highly praised by his colleagues. He spread his arms wide and proclaimed, "Absolutely right! A vibrant and passionate process of knowledge transmission is what we seek—"

"So, it's clear that to achieve the most efficient, richest, and most engaging teaching results, we need to combine as many theoretical frameworks as possible with as much practical content as possible. To achieve this extraordinary goal, I've come up with a brilliant strategy—"

"In fact, I intend to invite you to help me write a script... no, it would be better to assist me in writing a script and serve as the assistant director during the rehearsals! At that time, we will allow the students to flexibly apply their magic knowledge in practice by participating in the performance."

"What! Professor Emiya, are you serious?!"

Realizing the seriousness in Emiya's words, Shakespeare jumped up from his seat! He almost thought he had misheard.

Since entering this school, Shakespeare had never experienced such respect and care from any of his colleagues.

At least many academic professors, such as Circe and Avisblom, disliked him intensely, believing that his pretentious manner and use of literary works instead of textbooks insulted the rigorous academic system of the Clock Tower! Even the librarian who called himself Andersen would use sarcastic remarks to mock himself!
However, Professor Emiya readily accepted his opinion and even invited him to join his course to direct a grand drama!
This scene is so moving that it brings tears to my eyes! What an honorable and meticulously crafted comedy this is! Indeed, all the efforts and setbacks suffered so far have not been in vain! Sweet are the uses of adversity! (Shakespeare's comedy *As You Like It*)
Lost in his passion, Shakespeare leaped up, flipped onto his chair, and slammed his leg onto the edge of the dining table with a thud, causing the long table of teachers to tremble slightly.

Emiya looked at the great writer who had already begun his performance art, opened his mouth but couldn't utter a word, "..."

Try to be normal, I'm scared. So many colleagues and students are watching!
Emiya glanced around. The students below didn't understand the conversation, but based on their understanding of Shakespeare's character, it didn't stop them from treating this professor from the Department of Writers as a joke.

As for the other professors at the table, Hohenheim was absent as usual, while Helena, seemingly unaware, was having a rambling conversation with her imagined "Great Will," probably a daily lesson from the Theosophical Society.

Avisbro remained motionless in the corner, like a robot. Rain Goddess Tralock frowned, her expression darkening. She stared at Shakespeare as he stood on the table, as if scrutinizing a potential suspect who showed utter disrespect for the castle's facilities.

However, aside from this unexpected incident, the general course of events still aligns with Emiya's goals.

He had assumed that inviting such a world-renowned literary giant would be very expensive, but given Shakespeare's enthusiasm—to the point of throwing a party on the spot—he figured Shakespeare would probably even offer to come and work for free, or even pay him to do it.

Well, Emiya feels a pang of conscience for having fooled him so easily.

"Excuse me... what are you talking about?"

Circe curiously approached, followed by his niece Medea Lily.

Circe was initially reluctant to watch the spectacle due to her negative impression of Shakespeare, but she was also quite curious about what the new professor had said that had led to such a comical scene.

"It's nothing. We were just discussing the feasibility of using a script that incorporates knowledge from multiple subjects in a teaching setting..."

Emiya didn't reveal what kind of script he planned to write, but he gave a general overview of the content: "For example, designing levels in the script that require knowledge of potions, alchemy, transmutation, or even combat to pass would test students' mastery of these subjects. Adding some plot elements would enhance the course's fun and increase student participation..."

"Oh?" Circe's pointed ears twitched, and a smile spread across her lips, as if she had imagined something interesting based on Emiya's description. "Like, the punishment of turning into a pig if you fail the test—"

"Just how much do you like pigs?" Emiya retorted.

"Hehehe, then let's add a few more options, like lions, wolves, or dogs."

Circe waved her long magic wand, and the slices of bread on her plate instantly transformed into several fist-sized lions and other animals, which ran around the table, lifelike and vivid.

As the witch of Ayyu in Greek mythology, she was extremely skilled in human transformation magic. In the myth, she would often treat human men who visited the island to delicious food, and after they had eaten their fill, she would turn them into animals such as lions, wolves, or pigs.

"..." Emiya stared at the animals for a while, then suddenly had a new idea: perhaps inviting Shakespeare alone wouldn't be enough.

He suddenly realized that the professors at the Clock Tower were all incredibly talented, and Circe was the perfect prop master during rehearsals! Perhaps he wouldn't need to bring in too much "external assistance" from Chaldea; relying on the professors would save him a lot of trouble! "Professor Circe, are you interested too? If so, why not join us!"

“Great! If I join, can we incorporate some Greek mythology?” Circe asked with a smile, pulling Medea over as well.

"Go ahead and stuff it in! Don't be afraid! We want a complex mix of ingredients, the more mixed the better! We want to give our audience a dazzling and shocking experience!"

Emiya waved his hand and prepared to get up and find the other professors. Anyway, they had Shakespeare, the world's best playwright, to back them up. They could create a masterpiece by mixing all sorts of elements together!
"..."

Shakespeare, who had just recovered from his excitement, overheard the conversation. He paused for a moment, thinking that the client's demands this time were a little outrageous...

Was his promise too hasty?
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

After a harrowing first day of school, Custer unexpectedly finds himself living an uneventful second, third, fourth...

It seems that the human world is not always full of fantastical phenomena. A stable daily life is the main theme. Most of the busy people in the clock tower are still busy with their studies, entrance exams, graduation projects, and papers, trying to figure out how to get the examiners to be lenient and raise their grades as much as possible.

Freshmen like Caster didn't seem to have the tension and worries of the upperclassmen. She still dozed off in class from time to time. She began to get used to Mash's focused attention and frequent hand-raising to answer questions. Some people also wanted to answer, but they were never as quick as Mash. The nickname "Miss Know-It-All" gradually spread throughout the school.

Emiya has finally finalized the rules for the four major divisions of the academy, among which the "score reward mechanism" is the most valued by the students. This mechanism has two ways of obtaining points: one is based on individual basic courses, and the other is based on other subjects.

The most representative incentive mechanism among the latter is raising one's hand to answer questions in various classes. Professors can add corresponding points to the department group of those who answer correctly, and conversely, points will be deducted for poor performance.

At the end of the semester, the school will rank the students based on their total scores across the four departments and award academic credits to the group members accordingly. The benefits of accumulating academic credits are numerous: they allow students to access resources such as library restricted area borrowing slips, finished or raw potions, materials for magical creatures, and even personal tutoring from professors and guidance on certain projects.

This is equivalent to giving students more opportunities for promotion out of thin air.

Since Hohenheim was away for the past few days, Emiya was discussing Shakespeare's plays (in a revised version that had undergone numerous revisions) with other professors while approaching the dean and vice-principal, Helena, and getting approval for the application, which was nominally a lesson plan but in reality an educational reform proposal.

"Hmm, this idea of ​​reviving mythology is very creative, but oh but! The problem is that the magic cost is too high. You'd be more interested in me turning into a few pigs if you wanted me to..."

"No! Professor Circe, go for it! There's plenty of magic and funding! Oh, and Professor Avisbro, about the modifications for those primordial giants that are a thousand feet long—"

"While I appreciate your constructive proposal regarding the primordial Adam of my dreams, the white giant you requested has a power nature completely opposite to the primordial Adam I've been researching, which makes things rather difficult..."

"What's the big deal? Difficulties can be overcome! As long as you don't give up, there's always a way! Also, let me give you a heads-up: I have a top candidate for the role of the 'White Giant'..."

"Tsk, what's so difficult about your side? The kind of mutated animal horde I'm trying to create that's enough to cause a cataclysmic event on the surface and impact the gods... That's what you call outrageous! Even with plenty of magic, it'd be exhausting. My dear Medea, could you please provide some magic potions that can instantly make animals grow to the size of the sky and the earth?"

"You can't do it, Aunt Circe! You just can't do it no matter how hard you try!"

"Don't you—call me—Auntie!"

"I'm so sorry! Professor Aunt Circe!"

"..."

As Castor hurried past several figures carrying his books and papers, he paused for a moment, stunned, when he heard a few words overheard.

Did she just hear something incredible?
What earth-shattering mythical plan are the Clock Tower professors plotting together?

Yes, she must be hallucinating.

It seems like many students have become busier lately, especially the upperclassmen, like that guy named Menek, who seems to have gone out instead of the Clock Tower.

Nono and Erii also told her to wander around, but they didn't know where she went all day. Mashu said she went into the library after class, but Castor sometimes couldn't find her there either.

Caster: "..."

Was it just her imagination, or was she vaguely sensing that something big was about to happen?

Castells's premonition soon came true a week later with the new individual basic science course.

As she arrived on the lawn as usual, the sky suddenly exploded, and the world rapidly shifted as if shattered. Caster instinctively shrank back before looking up, only to see the scene of the battle between the thunder giant and the fire giant that had appeared last time unfold once again.

But this time it was clearly different. Behind Thor's avatar, a magnificent and gleaming Mount Olympus appeared, and eleven magnificent deities burst forth with brilliance, each no less powerful than Thor. Then, the fire giant stepped into the void and landed on the ground, flames engulfing and burning the vast World Tree, the earth trembled violently, and hordes of giants attacked from behind Surt...

Castor was so surprised that his mouth dropped open.

Is this...? How come it's even more exaggerated than before?

(End of this chapter)