Yamafu Military Affairs

Chapter 240 Turin Seminary

"Adjutant Xiao, your enrollment will be completed soon. However, since the majors of the Turin Sacred College are extremely rich, I wonder which majors and courses you are interested in. I can recommend a course schedule for you based on these."

Diego handed the file back to Xiao Gui and pulled out a stack of professional materials from under the desk.

"Take all the courses on theology, paleolinguistics, and mechanics."

Qin Huai glanced at the list of departments filled with "Logic", "Rhetoric", and "Classical Arts", and then opened his mouth to name the three courses he had already decided on.

Theology and ancient linguistics are studied in comparison to find clues of dragon script expertise; mechanics is a must as it concerns the systematic theoretical knowledge of alchemy expertise.

"I'm sorry. Although it may be a bit offensive, I still want to remind you that these three majors are very full. If you insist on choosing them, you will be very busy in the coming days."

Diego pondered for a moment and said softly, "Why not study theology?"

He himself majored in theology, and he should have welcomed Qin Huai's choice of theology. However, considering Qin Huai's special identity and past actions, this was not good news.

The Papal States was founded on religion, and the proportion of believers among the people was extremely high, but most of the Orientals living among them were non-believers.

They believed more in their ancestors and themselves than in God.

And Qin Huai, an Oriental man standing at the top of power, do you expect him to believe in religion?

"No, I am somewhat interested in the Messianic teachings."

Qin Huai shook his head, raised his hand and threw out a bag of gold coins with Medusa's head carved on them.

"General Qin, your tuition and miscellaneous fees have already been settled by the Pope's Office. You don't need to pay again."

Diego took the gold coin, weighed it, and was a little confused.

"This is for our board and lodging expenses and for subsequent compensation for possible damage to your school's equipment."

Qin Huai said in a faint voice, threw the fruit core into the trash can, clapped his hands, and stood up.

Diego was suddenly choked, but he couldn't say anything, so he just smiled and endured it, and stood up as well. As an educator and scholar, he hated the appearance of unstable elements in the academy where he worked the most, but in this city controlled by the nobles, facing the Eastern ministers who could easily change the world situation, even the Turin Holy Seminary had to do something that it was not satisfied with.

"What about them? Will your guards also study these three courses with you?"

Diego looked at the five resolute and decisive divine riders behind Qin Huai and asked the last question.

“No, they have their own choices.”

"Then it's settled. Please wait in the lobby for a while. The school affairs office will deliver the special school uniforms and arrange for a student to show you around the campus."

Diego handed over an emblem made of mechanical gears and led the eight Qin Huai people out.

Qin Huai followed Diego to the door, suddenly remembered something, stopped, and put his hand on the scholar's shoulder.

"Before coming here today, I did some research and learned that you are one of the top theological masters in Florence. I just had this opportunity to ask you a question about theology."

The Shenwu Tianqi moved and silently surrounded Diego. Qin Huai's voice was very low, as if Diego would be beaten up if he did not agree.

"Ask me, I will tell you everything I know."

Diego crossed himself, feeling a little nervous.

After all, he was just a frail scholar, and it was inevitable that he was nervous when he was surrounded by several foreign butchers who had fought their way out of a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

"Is there a church or temple in Florence dedicated to the moon? I see that in your Gospel, besides God and angels, a lot of space is devoted to the moon."

Diego was slightly startled and sat up straight involuntarily.

This is not a theological question that an ordinary person can ask. It involves some hidden branches of theology. The theology that Diego studies is exactly the area that Qin Huai asked about.

Diego studies whether God really exists, what form God exists in, and the relationship between all things and God. This knowledge is too profound and the Church will not teach it to ordinary people.

He looked up at the man in front of him, his eyes vaguely scrutinizing him. Could it be that in just a few days from the East to Florence, this Oriental man had already read through the Messianic scriptures and vaguely touched upon the essence of religion?
"There used to be a Moon Temple in Florence dedicated to worshiping the moon, but due to some special reasons and the passage of time, it has been abandoned."

He thought for a moment and finally decided to answer the question. Afraid that Qin Huai would not understand, he also gave some popular science explanation.

"From a theological point of view, the universe is dark. It is only bright where the light of God shines. The throne of God is located in the depths of the universe and is as hot as the sun. Angels sing around the throne. The angels closest to the throne are the Seraphim. They are second only to God and are also blazing. In the vast universe, besides God and the Seraphim, the only ones emitting light are the silver moon, which is on par with the blazing sun."

Diego suddenly became alert at this point and interrupted the conversation in time: "But Silver Moon is only reflecting the glory of God to the human world, and it has not overstepped its bounds."

"Lieyang, Yinyue. Where is the address of the Moon Temple?"

Qin Huai's eyes flashed, and he immediately asked.

"The northern suburbs of Florence, the southern foot of the Apennines."

Diego spoke slowly, retrieving the coordinates of a location from his unclear memory.

Qin Huai nodded, walked out of the door, and said goodbye to Diego, who had a complicated expression.

He chose theology as his major, and in addition to learning dragon language, he also wanted to explore the secrets of Linlang.

Thinking of the Tsukuyomi photo on her body, and the "moon" that frequently appeared in alchemy texts and was even specifically mentioned by Zhan Yuejin.

Qin Huai felt that he might be getting closer to the truth.

"My Lords, what you are looking at now is the central building of the Turin Cathedral, called the Church of Our Lady of the Infant Light. The Turin Cathedral was built around this church."

The eight people were led on a campus tour by senior students carefully selected by the Academic Affairs Office.

The one chosen by the Academic Affairs Office was a girl named Julia Medici. She was a member of the Medici family, but she did not have the arrogance and bad habits of ordinary nobles. The Academic Affairs Office seemed to know Qin Huai's preferences very well. Julia was not only tall and well-proportioned, but also had a pretty face. Her long white legs under her school uniform were dazzling and dazzling.

Listening to Julia's detailed description of all the buildings on campus, Qin Huai looked at the church-like building complex in front of him and the countless school uniform skirts bouncing on his knees, his expression a little dazed.

His educational experience was special. After junior high school, he received private lessons from some experts at an experimental base, so he did not experience the youthful and vibrant atmosphere of a university campus.

Regardless of gender, the students here are as exquisite as jewels and jade. They hold heavy textbooks and chat under the high walls covered with ivy. The girls' hair ends flutter in the wind, and the boys' scarves also flutter in the wind.

It’s really nice. But unfortunately it’s only the upper level of beauty.

Qin Huai and the others continued walking with Julia, passing under a covered bridge. In front of them was the exquisite Church of Our Lady of the Infant Light, its exterior walls were covered with ivory marble, the entire structure was embossed, and it looked transparent and exquisite.

The entire campus is in this hue, as if it were carved from a gigantic piece of ivory. Buildings are connected by corridors, some on the ground and some high in the air.

Hundred-year-old sycamore trees are planted in every corner as far as the eye can see. It is now midsummer, and the emerald green, palm-shaped leaves hang from the branches, blocking out the sunlight overhead, leaving only fragments of it.

"That building with the spire is the Great Library. As the name suggests, it is the largest library. Its collection of books is all-encompassing, and many of them are rare copies."

“There are seven restaurants on campus, offering different styles of meals. If adults miss the taste of their hometown, they can go to the second restaurant.”

"The mechanical clock on the bell tower is said to be the most sophisticated mechanical clock in the world. It can tell time using more than 200 kinds of music. When it tells time, dolls will come out of the door and move along the track. It is said that there are nearly 100 dolls in the clock. I have been studying at the Sacred Seminary in Turin for so many years, but I have not seen all of them."

"The building with the white roof in front is the lecture hall. There are thousands of courses in the Turin Seminary, but there are less than 30 courses that can be called lecture halls. Lecture halls are both introductory courses and the most classic reserved courses, such as Introduction to Mechanics, Introduction to Theology, and Introduction to Architecture."

Julia smiled, stretched out her hand, and bowed slightly to invite: "The class is going on inside now, we can go in and feel the atmosphere."

Julia gently pushed the door open, revealing a huge stepped lecture hall in front of them. The podium was at the lowest point, and the audience seats were higher as they went back. Julia took them to sit in the empty seats in the last row.

Qin Huai looked up at the podium, slightly surprised.

"A machine is not a combination of parts as many people think. It is a kind of life. Humans learned to make machines. This was the first time in history that humans created life according to their own will. Before that, creating life was a power that belonged only to God."

A slightly hoarse male voice echoed in the lecture hall, and students' pens made rustling sounds as they scratched on their notebooks.

It is difficult to describe the professor's voice. To be honest, it is somewhat similar to the low bubbling sound. It should have a unique charm. But now it sounds like an oak barrel full of wine that has been soaked for three days and three nights. It is extremely rough.

The male professor was wearing a linen suit that was a mixture of black, white and gray. He had long silver hair and fair skin that looked like it had never seen the sun all day. He sat on the podium in an awkward posture.

He wore a pair of square narrow-framed glasses and held a flat silver wine pot in his mouth. Qin Huai could still smell the mellow aroma of wine from such a distance. He sniffed and could tell that it was the Sanle liquor they brought, specially prepared, and unique.

This person's identity is not simple.

Qin Huai narrowed his eyes, and black ripples burst out from the male professor's body.

Name: Ares Franco

Official Position: Professor of the Sacred Seminary of Turin, Director of the Minerva Agency, Chief Scientist of Florence, Cardinal Secretary
Status: Physical weakness (alcohol and sex harm the body), mental weakness (unable to concentrate and think for a long time)
Expertise: Alchemy 90%, Mechanics 99%
Threat Level: White

Note 1: A middle-aged psychopath and technology fanatic who once called himself a "Fatal Beautiful Boy" when he was young. His personality changed drastically after exploring the Silence Sea more than ten years ago. He spends all day soaking in a wine barrel, not caring about worldly affairs.

Note 2: Apart from some biological alchemy, he has touched upon the core truth of mechanical alchemy.

99% of mechanical expertise and 90% of alchemy expertise!
Still an ordinary person!

Qin Huai's eyes suddenly lit up. If he could not behave too radically in public, he would have wanted to kidnap Franco and escape back home.

Franco on the podium saw Qin Huai staring at him with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to eat him. He shrank his neck and continued to talk about his understanding in a disjointed manner.

"The Gospel says that God once created man, and man has now created machines. In my opinion, man is just a more complex machine made of flesh and blood. As for the fact that intelligent life in machines has not yet been born, it is only because human beings cannot create large-scale mechanical creations with intelligence with their current technology."

Besides, only humans cannot create machines that are comparable to living things.
Fragments of the memory of the icy sea flashed through Franco's mind, and he suddenly became a little bored. After taking a sip of wine, he took out a metal ball from his pocket and threw it into the sky.

"Forget it. No matter how much I tell you idiots, you won't believe me. I might as well show you the evidence."

As soon as he finished speaking, the metal ball rose to its highest point, stretching out bird feathers inlaid with gold foil and gems. A barely perceptible rainbow light flashed across, coating the bird made of brass, silver, green crystal and other materials with a layer of haziness.

The metal bird was falling freely in the air and was about to hit the ground and break into pieces. Suddenly, it flapped its wings without any power. As the flapping speed became faster and faster, it finally drew a full arc, rose from a low altitude, made a "chirp" sound, and flew all over the classroom.

【Rotary Wing Dove】

An early work by Franco, the chief of the Minerva Agency. It is made of shadow metal and engraved with three alchemical matrices. It has no power core and is powered only by basic parts such as clockwork gears under the influence of the alchemical matrix.

Note: How come the conservation of energy brought about by alchemical technology is not considered a form of conservation of energy?

"I'll give a book to anyone who catches a bird."

Franco was half lying on the podium, drinking fruit wine from a silver jug.

After a while, except for a few poor boys who were very interested in mechanics and were still trying to catch up, the other noble students seemed to have no interest in the reward of a mere book.

The warrior leaped up, a red shadow flashed by, Xiao Gui accurately grabbed the bird and handed it to Qin Huai.

Many noble students looked at Qin Huai and his group, who were obviously incompatible with the Holy Sepulchre of Turin, and didn't say much. It was obvious that their families had already told them the purpose of the Eastern delegation's visit to Florence.

Qin Huai looked at the mechanical bird held on his forearm with interest. He raised his eyes slightly, and his eyes collided with Franco's, sparks flying.

"Okay, get lost, that's all for today."

Franco jumped off the podium and walked to Qin Huai with a strong smell of alcohol: "These three-legged cat things are useless to you, follow me, Hengdong Tianxue Palace is the place you really want to go, right?"

Old thief, old thief, the hole you dug will eventually have to be filled by us readers~
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