Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 126 Little Dragon Wants to Get Beaten Up
Ita's first lesson with them ended quickly.

At first, Caesar suspected that she had entered the academy through connections, but after attending the classes, he was deeply impressed by her level of knowledge.

For a long time in the past, dragons have been beings that are superior to all other creatures. They possess absolute power to suppress all living beings, which also gives them a deep understanding of most creatures. This knowledge transfer is something that every generation of dragon kings must go through, which is equivalent to the king having a necessary understanding of his own kingdom.

She explained things in great detail, in a concise and clear way, ensuring that every student could understand.

This made Caesar realize that the little dragon had definitely done his homework before becoming a teacher, at least having someone specially prepare a teaching plan for him.

It was a bit incongruous to hear a girl who looked so young imparting knowledge, but soon all the students were drawn into Itana's immersive world of magical creatures. Most of the time, the class was quiet, with only the sounds of turning pages and writing, without any extra noise.

The class passed quickly.

Ita stood in front of the podium, tidying up her lecture notes:

"Today's homework is the content of the second and third sections of the textbook. We need to make a class summary and discuss why the call of the narwhal is called the sailor's swan song."

“That’s it, class representative,” Ita glanced at the excitedly standing Celia, “It’s Caesar’s turn to be on duty today. Come to my office.”

Selyl sat down again, somewhat disappointed.

Ita glanced at Caesar, then turned and walked out of the classroom.

"Hey, Caesar, I have a feeling that dragon is targeting you a bit," Leon said worriedly.

"Could it be that they came for you?"

Caesar sighed: "It's not that strange. What do I have that would make her target me?"

“But you should also be careful. Watch out for her sweet talk; she might be plotting something against you. It’s not a good thing to be targeted by her,” Leon said.

"I see."

Caesar said this, then got up and walked out of the classroom.

But as soon as he stepped out, someone blocked his way from behind.

It's Hia.

"What's wrong?" Caesar asked.

Sia pursed her lips, glanced at Ita standing not far outside the classroom, and said in a low, nervous voice, "You, be careful of her, she's a very dangerous person."

Upon hearing this, Caesar couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

What kind of terrible reputation does my little Ita have outside?

He smiled faintly and nodded to Xia: "I understand."

After leaving the classroom, Ita glanced at him, shoved the lecture notes into his arms, and then turned and walked away without a word.

Caesar took a deep breath, grabbed his notes, and followed.

As she walked through the corridor of the teaching building, teachers greeted Ita respectfully all the way, but she chose to ignore them all.

Once outside the teaching building, Caesar noticed a row of black-clad servants standing on either side of the entrance. Upon seeing Itha emerge, they immediately followed closely behind.

They walked all the way to the academic affairs office building, went up to the third floor, and entered an office specially prepared for Ita.

The room is about 20 square meters, very spacious and quiet, with several potted green plants. There is also a small round table on the balcony outside for afternoon tea.

Ita turned around and sat on the tall leather chair, crossed her slender legs, raised her head, and looked at him with a smug, mischievous grin.

Caesar tidied up the lecture notes and placed them on his desk.

"The things are all put away. Is there anything else I need to do?" He looked at Ita and emphasized his words.
"Teacher Ita?"

Ita smiled and said cheerfully, "Of course, my shoulders and legs are sore after class. Come and give me a massage, Caesar?" Caesar stepped forward, stood in front of Ita, and stared straight at her.

At first, Ita managed to keep smiling, but she quickly became frightened by his gaze, and her smile vanished.

She shrank back, about to say something, when Caesar reached out and grabbed her soft cheeks, pulling them forcefully to either side.

"So you're playing me for a fool, huh? Hmm? When did you arrive in the capital? Why didn't you tell me? Hmm?"

"Waaah... I'm so sorry, Caesar, I just wanted to spit you out." Ita immediately burst into tears, apologizing incoherently.

"A surprise? I think you're just trying to play a prank!"

Caesar pinched the soft, adorable face until it turned red, kneading it like dough, as if punishing the mischievous little dragon.

"I'll forgive you, I won't do it again next time," Ita quickly begged for mercy.

Caesar snorted and then released her, sparing her from the clutches.

Ita covered her bright red face, looking utterly aggrieved.

"Caesar, if people go out and see my face like this, they'll gossip."

"Stop with the nonsense and tell me honestly, what are you doing in the capital?" Caesar said.

“Of course, I’ve come to see Yumilia and Caesar,” Ita said.

"Still not behaving yourself, are you? If you didn't have something special going on, would you stay in the capital for so long?" Caesar said.

Now that Ita is a teacher at St. Yaro Academy, she certainly won't just stay for a short time; she plans to stay for an extended period.

The matter that could prompt the head of the family to personally handle it must be extraordinary.

"You really can't hide anything from Caesar," Ita sighed and said.

"Actually, it's because the previous attack disrupted the expo and affected some of the family's businesses that I had to come to the capital to handle the affairs, and I'll be staying for quite some time."

"Now that I don't have many things to do, I'm mostly free, so I decided to come to the academy to find some extra things to do."

"That's it?" Caesar frowned slightly.

“That’s how it is. I wouldn’t lie to you, Caesar,” Ita said sincerely.

"I just felt that since I was finally able to be with Caesar, I wanted to relive the time we spent going to school together. But now I can't enroll as a student, so I had to take a step back and become a teacher at the academy."

What were the school board members of Saint-Yalo thinking when they allowed a child who was only ten years old to be a teacher?

It's like a makeshift troupe.
Caesar thought to himself helplessly.

"Caesar, Caesar," Ita asked him expectantly, "How was it? Did I feel like a teacher when I was in class?"

Caesar glanced at her: "The clothes fit you quite well."

"Really? I was worried it would look weird on me." Ita straightened her bow tie.

"I originally wanted to wear casual clothes, but I thought I should follow the academy's rules. But it's fine, I feel more dignified in them."

"Are you really going to become a teacher here? Or is it just something you're doing casually?" Caesar asked again.

“Of course. Now that I’ve made this decision, I certainly won’t give up easily. After all, I still have to have the responsibility of being the head of the family,” Ita said earnestly.

She looked up and chuckled at Caesar:

"So, for a long time to come, I'll be your teacher, Caesar~"

(End of this chapter)