Chapter 778
My Mentor Is This Influential?
When Christina woke up from the nightmare she quickly forgot, she hesitated to open her eyes.
She was afraid that the moment she opened them, she would see some terrifying things she shouldn’t…
Even though she had prepared herself mentally, knowing that the atmosphere of the Spirit Tower would be quite eerie—this was far too eerie!
“How useless,”
The little girl’s mocking voice echoed faintly in her mind with a sense of wind and reverberation:
“To be scared like this by such a thing…”
Although it was a little girl’s voice, her tone was as mature as an adult’s.
“—What do you mean ‘such a thing’? This would scare at least eight or nine out of ten ordinary people!”
Christina retorted in her mind.
After becoming familiar with Alice, she was no longer as afraid of her.
“So you think you’re an ordinary person?”
Alice’s laughter was like a silver bell: “Do you… want to be an ordinary person?”
For a moment, Christina fell silent.
*I don’t.*
She thought to herself.
Then, with the mindset of “seeing a ghost upon opening my eyes,” she abruptly opened them—
To her surprise, Christina saw a room decorated in a rather girlish style.
Purple light gauze, reminiscent of grapes, adorned the corners and blocked the light. The curtains had many winding green vine decorations, and numerous silver wind chimes hung from the ceiling. She was lying on a soft bed, not on a horrific dissection table covered in blood and oil. A giant brown bear-shaped stuffed toy, almost as tall as herself, was pressing down on her, perhaps the source of her suffocation and nightmares.
Suddenly, Christina felt a lightness on her body, and a sense of unobstructed breathing—the stuffed bear had been taken away.
“She’s awake.”
Aurora’s cold, emotionless voice sounded slowly.
It was Aurora who took the teddy bear—judging by her pajamas and the color of her room curtains, this was likely her bedroom. Similarly, the one who had placed the teddy bear on her earlier was probably her…
Aurora was a student mentor assigned to the Spirit Tower, and Christina remembered this very cute but cold girl. She was rumored to be a Fourth Tier genius… and she looked even younger than Christina. This made Christina both envious and respectful.
Christina had only been at the Spirit Tower for a little over a day, and she hadn’t slept well at all last night.
Logically, with Alice protecting her inside, she shouldn’t have been so scared. But shortly after her arrival, several childlike ghosts floated over and pulled Alice out of her to play. Alice, after all, was only a little girl less than half the height of an adult. It was rare for her to encounter her own kind… Although she was a Fifth Tier evil spirit, she was still taken away by other ghosts to play and only returned near dawn.
—So irresponsible!
Christina thought fiercely in her mind.
Alice hummed guiltily, not daring to respond further.
And ever since her soul had been projected out, Christina had gained complete spiritual vision—she could easily see ghosts phasing through walls to peek at her curiously from time to time, making her feel as if she were constantly being watched.
Christina was not yet accustomed to living with ghosts.
If she could perceive these ghosts as objectively existing entities, like the “senior students” who roamed freely in other schools, rather than intangible terrifying spirits, she wouldn’t be so afraid; she might even chat and play with these friendly spirits. But she clearly couldn’t… Because she felt goosebumps and unease whenever these ghosts approached her, causing her to scream.
Yet, at the same time, she couldn’t completely dismiss them as figments of her imagination, so she always felt as if she were being spied on, and that “people” would intrude into her dormitory at any moment… And at these times, they seemed to be real in her mind.
She both felt their existence and their non-existence. While fearing them as ghosts, she also feared them as people.
This made Christina feel creeped out all night… Finally collapsing from fear, it was a chance to catch up on sleep.
She didn’t know how long she slept, but she was hungry.
However…
Christina looked at Aurora effortlessly carrying the giant teddy bear, feeling a sense of bewilderment. She felt like something was slightly off, but couldn’t pinpoint it.
“—Hello.”
At this moment, a steady young male voice sounded. Christina recognized this voice instantly as a standard “good child,” “excellent student” voice… one that suggested great intelligence.
This was also the last sound she had heard before losing consciousness.
However, the voice no longer came from a head with unseeing eyes, but from a handsome youth in a dark mage robe, exuding a gentle yet steady aura. He perfectly matched Christina’s impression of a “handsome necromancer”—handsome, with a detached demeanor, and a slightly dark aesthetic with perfectly placed dark circles under his eyes and a pale complexion, giving him the look of wearing smoky makeup…
Even his dark circles look so good, are you a genius.
Christina marveled in her mind.
This time, with mental preparation—and Alice’s goading—Christina wasn’t as terrified.
In fact, she had fainted earlier mainly because she had been watched by the comings and goings of ghosts all night, leaving her spirit too fragile. The main issue was that when she was having breakfast, Aurora had walked over, given her a finger to eat, and told her to follow her after the meal… She hadn’t understood any of the symbols on the walls and had walked in without any preparation.
Thinking back, it was likely a laboratory or some classroom. Having so many body parts shouldn’t be strange for a necromancer…
…It shouldn’t be strange, probably.
“Hello,” Christina replied hesitantly, “Excuse me, was I seeing things earlier…?”
“No, that was just an accident.”
The youth, with a deathly pallor, replied: “I am very sorry about that.”
You say that, but your expression doesn’t look very apologetic… it looks quite proud. Are you expecting me to praise you?
Christina muttered to herself.
“…That’s really amazing, that thing.”
She praised insincerely, with a forced smile and a vague compliment.
I’ll praise you because you’re handsome…
“Right!”
The youth’s eyes lit up, and his speech suddenly became rapid: “I made many prototypes at first, from humanoid undead with six arms, to ones where even their heads had hands, and then ones with hands on their legs too. After that, I wanted to plant them in the ground like flowers… This idea actually felt good, I made a note of it, perhaps I can repurpose it later. A main reason for not pursuing it was that a ‘clump of hands’ doesn’t grow many arms, and after they grow, they would block the leaves’ sunlight, but if the sunlight-absorbing parts were concentrated on the skin and transplanted to the human body, there might be unknown risks. Perhaps with a botanist working with me, we could research the possibility of growing internal organs on trees… Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Albert Lorry, you might have heard my name.”
…What are you talking about? It sounds amazing, but also creepy…
Christina felt a bit dizzy listening, her brain automatically filtering out what she felt was slightly off and what her intuition told her she shouldn’t inquire further about. But she clearly heard and understood the last sentence.
“You are that Albert Lorry!”
She was suddenly shocked.
The young master of the Lorry family was arguably the biggest star in Star Antinomy—especially in Leipzig City!
At the age of ten, before entering the extraordinary realm, he could spontaneously summon the dead with his cries; at sixteen, having been an extraordinary for just over two years, he could repair and modify spiritual bodies without external aids; at eighteen, he had independently created thirty-six unprecedented types of stitched corpses, eight of which are still too advanced to be publicly released; at twenty-five, he had reached Fourth Tier in dual paths… He was undoubtedly a “born great figure” with the potential to reach Fifth Tier before thirty and dual-path Fifth Tier before forty.
Undoubtedly one of the strongest contenders for the next Black Phase!
When he first entered university, he was awarded honorary knighthood, territory, and a manor by the King for his contributions in the field of stitched corpses; without ever setting foot on a battlefield, he was publicly commended by the Minister of the Army and granted the rank of Lieutenant. Now, still in university, he had joined the “Star Antinomy Laboratory,” a national-level alchemy workshop, and assumed a leadership role…
To protect him, the specific appearance of this genius necromancer was not reported. There were no photos or personal information about him available to the public, and he couldn’t even be bought on the black market.
If it weren’t for Eivass of Avalon becoming the Eternal Pope now… many people in Star Antinomy believed that Albert Lorry surpassed Eivass Moriarty of Avalon, being the strongest and most talented extraordinary of the younger generation! He was the so-called “Future of Star Antinomy”!
—Shouldn’t he be at the “Star Antinomy Laboratory” researching a confidential project right now?
One of Christina’s seniors had bragged to her, saying, “The project Albert Lorry is working on can completely reverse Star Antinomy’s current suppressed situation by Avalon. If successful, Star Antinomy has a chance to launch a fierce counterattack against Avalon.” His family was involved in smuggling to Avalon, so this information should be accurate.
But… why was he back at the Spirit Tower already? Had that project failed?
Wait—
Christina suddenly remembered Aurora, her “student mentor” yesterday, hugging Lorry’s head affectionately. Setting aside any terrifying stories like “leading the charge,” did they… perhaps have that kind of relationship?
My mentor knows that legendary figure?!
Christina was overjoyed.
In her opinion, the genius Lorry was undoubtedly a figure of the same caliber as Count Dawn. Although he hadn’t reached Fifth Tier yet, it was only temporary, and he would eventually surpass him…
And she had almost sold herself to Count Dawn for a small sum of money for a month—or even possibly her soul in the end. And in front of Count Dawn, she wasn’t even considered a person.
Now she had the chance to connect with such a prominent figure who was shaking Star Antinomy, destined to hold power in the future, and even potentially ascend to the Dream Realm to become a god, all thanks to Miss Alistair!
Just as Christina was thinking this, Albert hesitantly asked in a soft voice, “I heard… you are one of Alistair’s people?”
“…Huh?”
She was stunned: “You also… know my mentor?”
Even a prominent figure like Albert knew that respected person?
Who exactly was she?
“Mentor?”
Upon hearing this, Albert was greatly surprised.
He and Aurora exchanged a quick glance, and then he seemed to understand something: “Were you personally resurrected by her?”
—She can even tell that I was resurrected?!
Christina was shocked.
Resurrection… she thought it was some unspeakable taboo.
But at this moment, Christina felt a sudden chill and her skin tightened. It was a sign that Alice within her was taking control of her body.
When Alice possessed her, her pupils were instantly covered with a dim yellow hue, becoming vacant.
“—This morning while you were unconscious, I controlled your body and brought you here. Otherwise, would you have wanted to be carried by a bloody stitched corpse?”
Alice said softly: “They already knew you were a resurrected corpse at that time… But then again.”
“Christina” frowned slightly, looking at Albert: “I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before. Are you with the ‘Ban’, that…”
“‘Stranger’, Your Excellency. The ‘Ban’ belongs to Count Leipzig…”
Christina watched, wide-eyed, as Albert placed his right hand on his chest and bowed deeply and earnestly to her: “I am honored to see you again.”
—What?
My mentor is this influential?
Christina, who was completely unaware of who “Alistair” was, was utterly stunned.
(End of Chapter)
