"Jasmine, I don't like having to sit still in one place there and listen to lectures all the time," the Black Dragon explained in a small voice, his tone full of grievance.
Because there were no accurate timekeeping tools like clocks, the length of each class actually relied entirely on Elvius's own intuition to control. Sometimes, when Elvius spoke too passionately and forgot about the time, he would drag a single class out for one or two continuous hours. For the Black Dragon, whose nature was hyperactive and who loved flying and jumping around, having to sit with his knees tucked on a narrow wooden chair listening to a lecture for so long was truly a terrifying mental and physical torture.
Furthermore, basic knowledge about writing and numbers, even if interspersed with some small illustrative stories, was still extremely dry and boring.
