Chapter 73
Today at noon, did someone ask you out? (Fourth update, total 14,000 words)
Realizing this was an opportunity not to be missed, Eivass did not hide his elation and repeatedly emphasized his love and interest in archaeology.
While Professor Bard was still hesitant, Eivass even demonstrated his greatest advantage—
“This is…”
Professor Bard’s eyes widened, and Haina, standing beside him, was also stunned.
Only Lily didn’t quite understand what this scene represented.
Eivass’s right hand, placed on Professor Bard’s forehead, shone with a warm and steady radiance that was not blinding even when looked at directly. The professor clearly felt his mind becoming clearer, and his fatigue gradually being erased.
“Hey, how did you—”
The old professor quickly put down Eivass’s right hand and, shrinking his neck, glanced at the empty classroom.
Fortunately, no one saw this scene—they had all gone to the entrance to talk with John Aiden.
He lowered his voice and whispered, “You haven’t even had your exam yet, how did you master an extraordinary ability?
“And… the Illuminate Spell with your right hand? How long have you known it?”
“No, I remember…”
Haina couldn’t help but say, “Mr. Eivass hadn’t even come into contact with a Path a few days ago, had he?”
Although Eivass was her junior, Haina subconsciously referred to Eivass as “Mister” when she recalled the experience at the Pelican Bar that day.
After all, others didn’t know, but she knew in her heart—she had relied entirely on Eivass’s command that day to defeat those two bad guys.
“Yes,” Eivass said calmly, “it was because I was in danger that day, so my father found Bishop Mathers to teach me Sacred Skills in advance and gave me extraordinary equipment for protection.”
The key to St. Genevieve’s Chapel was now hidden in Eivass’s luggage.
That deep red “key” was thicker, heavier, and longer than Haina’s sword, weighing at least six or seven pounds. It was clearly not something he could take to class, but if he left it at home, he wouldn’t be able to find it when he needed it. So Eivass hid it in a hidden compartment of his luggage.
The old professor found it somewhat unbelievable: “In just a few days, you’ve mastered the Illuminate Spell? And even with your right hand…”
The difficulty of casting the Illuminate Spell with the right hand was more than five times that of the left hand! Even if the left hand could maintain a stable output, suddenly asking the other person a question while casting with the right hand would often interrupt the Illuminate Spell instantly.
Even if Professor Bard was not an Extraordinary, he would certainly know the content of the Seminary’s graduation assessment—casting the Illuminate Spell with the right hand for ten seconds without interruption, and stably outputting two units of Mana while being disturbed.
Being able to accomplish this meant that he was at least a qualified priest. He would no longer interrupt when casting the Illuminate Spell on someone due to being distracted by conversation.
Eivass, who had just enrolled, could already cast the Illuminate Spell with his right hand…
“So, I won’t be held back by the graduation threshold.”
Eivass explained with a smile, looking full of confidence: “Whether it’s cultural courses or the basic skills of a priest, I am confident that I will not fall behind. In fact, it is entirely possible to complete three semesters of courses in two semesters.
“And it must be difficult for you to hire a priest to accompany you when you go on expeditions, right? Archaeological ruins should be a very dangerous job. Having a priest who is good at the Illuminate Spell to accompany you would make treatment or actual illumination much easier.
“As for my leg—you don’t need to worry about it. It will be fine in half a year at the earliest, and a year at the latest. It will be either during my freshman year or, later, my sophomore year. I can also go with you on expeditions then… Professor, you won’t dislike me, will you?”
“…Since you’ve put it that way,” Professor Bard said with a wry smile, but the joy on his face was evident, “how could I refuse you?”
“So, Professor, you agree?” Eivass asked joyfully.
“Yes, I agree. To make it easier to take care of you, I’ll take on student Lily as well.”
Since he was taking one, he might as well take two. Professor Bard simply designated Lily as his student as well.
His wavering heart finally settled. He looked at Eivass, no longer hesitant, but relieved, and added frankly: “Also, it’s not that difficult to hire a priest… To be precise, it’s impossible to hire one. You are the first priest I’ve seen who is interested in archaeology. Generally, only Extraordinary individuals of the Wisdom, Adaptation, or Twilight Paths are interested in ancient ruins.
“When injured in ruins, we can only rely on the herbs of the Adaptation Path and the Preservation Technique of the Twilight Path. However, these two treatment methods are far inferior to the Illuminate Spell of the Church, and they also require luck. Several of my old friends, and two students, died in ruins due to delayed treatment after being injured…”
At this point, Professor Bard fell into a period of painful silence, and the joyful smile on his face faded.
Eivass did not offer comfort but simply stayed with the old man quietly.
Haina and Lily also did not speak, and the atmosphere became silent for a moment. The noise from outside the tightly shut classroom door seeped into the room—the vitality and joy of youth.
After only a dozen seconds, the old professor adjusted himself.
The old man coughed, and a smile reappeared, though slightly fainter than before: “I would now like to formally invite you, student Eivass Moriarty.
“Within your course schedule, would you be willing to be my teaching assistant? You will accompany me for at least four classes per month, and I will pay you two Red Candle coins per class.”
At this point, Professor Bard couldn’t help but laugh: “Of course, as a ‘Moriarty,’ you probably wouldn’t care about this, would you?
“In addition, all your grades with me will be ‘full marks.’ I can give you a note every week, allowing you to borrow books from the school’s main library to make up for the knowledge you are missing in this course. If you have any questions for other professors, or wish for them to help you with something, I can also write you a letter of recommendation.”
The latter were the real benefits.
Moreover, the conditions Professor Bard offered Eivass were very flexible—only four classes a month, which was essentially only the one class he attended at the Seminary. Professor Bard also taught classes in other departments, but his intention was simple.
It meant that Eivass could skip classes when Professor Bard taught in other departments and prioritize his own schedule. Coming to class was also fine; missed classes could be self-studied or he could directly seek help or ask questions from the corresponding professors.
This was essentially private tutoring. The price was paid using Professor Bard’s influence.
“I am very honored,” Eivass replied with a polite smile.
Afterward, they would need to sign a contract and send it to Eivass’s department head for approval. But these were just formalities, and Professor Bard could handle them himself.
This was undoubtedly a win-win situation.
Both sides felt they had gained, even profited immensely.
After handling the important matters, Eivass prepared to greet his old friend, Little John. He also planned to ask Dengziger if he had encountered any strange people recently—especially strange women.
If he had, it would likely signify the start of a new plotline.
However, when the classroom door was opened by Haina, who walked past.
Eivass suddenly saw a crowd of people piled up at the entrance, and not far away, one person was hanging alone.
“…Isn’t that Princess Highness?”
Haina asked doubtfully, “She’s from the Sixth Department, isn’t she? Why is she here in the Fourth Department?”
As she said this, she suddenly paused. She subconsciously looked at Eivass.
Could it be…
Princess Isabel stood with her back to the classroom, gazing at the training ground in the distance where Gryphons were constantly taking off and landing, her eyes filled with longing.
In fact, the students Eivass had gathered to chat with also felt a bit bad seeing her standing alone in the distance. However, their families had warned them not to get too close to this princess.
Because no one knew when she might suddenly die, and it could easily lead to trouble.
Furthermore, if the Avalon royal family were to become extinct due to the curse—those families who had been too close to the royal family might also face repercussions.
…And they actually didn’t know why this princess of noble status was standing at the door of their classroom.
“Is she here to wait for Teacher Eivass?” someone speculated in a low voice.
Now, “Teacher Eivass” had become Eivass’s nickname.
“How is that possible…”
More people immediately rejected this baseless idea: “The Moriarty Family and the royal family have never had any connection.”
“Don’t cause trouble for Eivass.”
“By the way, has anyone told Eivass about the Princess’s condition?”
“He should know, right?”
“It’s hard to say… Who wants to tell Teacher Eivass?”
As they were discussing, Lily pushed Eivass’s wheelchair out of the classroom.
“Your Highness,” Eivass greeted gently, “Good noon… Why are you here?”
Hearing his voice, Princess Isabel immediately turned around, a brilliant smile on her face, and greeted him: “Good noon, Eivass… I came to see you.”
She was not nervous in front of Eivass and asked directly, “Today at noon, do you have plans with any classmates?”
…Huh?
What?
In an instant, the surrounding crowd, who were eavesdropping, including Haina and Professor Bard next to Eivass, fell silent simultaneously.
For a moment, they all felt disbelief and incomprehension in a remarkably synchronized manner.
It wasn’t because Eivass and Princess Isabel knew each other.
It wasn’t even that Princess Isabel was inviting Eivass to lunch… although that too was outlandish.
So outlandish that no one had ever seen it, nor dared to think of it.
What was most incomprehensible was that this princess could naturally call someone by name, and speak in a way that was normal in daily life… instead of cautiously, as if about to flee, using polite language typically used by middle-aged people!
—So you can actually chat with people normally!
Little John, who considered himself to know Eivass best among the crowd, was also stunned.
…Did he misunderstand?
The reason Eivass rejected those girls back then wasn’t because of Yulia… but because he and the princess were childhood sweethearts secretly dating?
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The cat is going to sleep now!
