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Chapter 514

Chapter 514: Sage Beneath the Colored Window

Outside the hall reminiscent of a church,

“Come, come, everyone file in orderly, no pushing.”

Mira and several teachers were organizing the order, guiding the students to enter the main hall in sequence and sit one by one on the pews.

Once everyone was seated, she stepped forward onto the platform, looking down at the students clad in white robes. These students, aged between 15 to 18 years old, had received comprehensive education during their time at school and were now Extraordinary Beings at Angel Sequence levels 2-3.

They couldn’t compare to the geniuses at Emanas, most of whom were born ordinary, and many were orphans who lost their parents in wars.

The nurseries established across the nation would assess the children’s aptitude and inclinations, then recommend them to various intermediate schools. Some would become soldiers, others craftsmen, and some would become healers—Extraordinary Beings of the Angel Sequence.

After removing the more religious titles like nuns and priests, Clancia decided to call these Angel Sequence Extraordinary Beings “healers.”

Though they might not fully understand doctrines and concepts, they were adept at treating and preventing diseases.

“Congratulations on passing the school’s assessment and successfully graduating,” Mira summarized.

“From today onward, you will all become official healers, walking through Clancia to alleviate pain and sorrow, bringing healing and beauty.”

“And now, please welcome Her Highness Lolan Hill to deliver her final blessing.”

After saying this, Mira moved aside, making room at the center of the high platform. A young lady dressed in a white and blue long dress ascended the stage, accompanied by enthusiastic applause.

Although the students at the academy often saw this sage princess, they still felt excited about her arrival because today held a special significance.

Lolan Hill walked up to the stage, looking down at the students below. These young children still retained innocence and naivety, their eyes clear and bright.

Since arriving in Soland, apart from offering opinions on major plans, Lolan Hill generally did not interfere with other matters and rarely appeared in the council hall.

She spent much of her time at this school, teaching them medical knowledge and extraordinary abilities, occasionally watching them play and exercise.

These students could be considered her direct protégés, aside from those from the Tisilam Forest years ago. There were about six hundred of them, all at the Angel Sequence.

Their roles varied, but according to the system’s observations,

Both have two common skills.

【Civilian Medical Lv.3】: By studying the medical knowledge of past civilizations on Earth, they understand the causes and preventive measures of 90% of common diseases. Although not considered advanced, this can greatly prevent the spread of smallpox, malaria, cholera, and the plague, and treat most minor illnesses in daily life.

【Clear Heart Lv.2】: Understanding some psychological knowledge, they can comprehend the root of others’ pain and provide certain guidance and consolation.

Currently, Clancia, no, the entire world still lacks medical personnel and systems that benefit the general public.

Most people face great danger even from common colds and fevers. If they cannot heal themselves, these conditions will worsen and spread. The priests of the Angel Church are not available everywhere, nor can everyone afford them.

Aside from infants who die at birth, less than one-third of children in this world survive to adulthood. If those who pass away within a month after birth are included, perhaps less than one-fifth make it to adulthood.

Whether in the past on Earth or in the present Ivar World, many lives still face various threats. During her research, Lolan Hill once saw that even during the time of Earth’s emperors, less than half of their princes and princesses survived to adulthood.

Even under the best national medical conditions, it is still so. There is no need to mention the children of the poor. Without antibiotics, diseases can easily take the life of a young child.

Many of the children in front of Lolan Hill also lost their loved ones during famines and plagues.

“The school life is coming to an end, and everyone will embark on a new journey. There will be many obstacles and hardships along the way, and hardship may become inevitable.”

“You will walk through mountains, fields, swamps, and wastelands, entering remote towns and villages, understanding and healing the unknown pains.”

“This is bound to be a long and arduous journey.”

“You are the first batch of students of the school, and also the students I have personally taught. I am proud of this, and I hope you can be confident and believe that you can overcome many difficulties and bring happiness to more people.”

“Even if no one recognizes or knows, I still see it in my heart.”

After saying this, Lolan Hill bowed. The students present looked at the young lady, and many had slightly moist eyes.

They might not understand why such sadness and emotion welled up inside them, but the sacred mission was firmly imprinted in their hearts.

The ceremony came to an end.

Lolan Hill sat on a wooden chair under the stained glass window, facing a student who had just graduated.

“What is your name?”

The silver-haired girl asked softly.

“My name is Phelia,” the student replied nervously, looking at this peerless sage with her exquisite beauty.

“It’s a good name,” the young lady said, then used a specially made pen to inscribe a name on a small copper plaque.

Her silver hair reflected a faint, hazy radiance under the sunlight.

Her fair and slender fingers gently wound a red fine string around the copper plaque, making it look like a pendant.

Then, she placed this plaque bearing the name into the palm of the youth.

The solid yellowish copper plaque felt slightly heavy, with a simple and small rabbit carved on the front, next to a branch with tiny berries, while the back bore the name of the student.

“This is for you, wishing you health and safety.”

In her heart, the young lady silently imbued a bit of her power into the small copper plaque, hoping it might help the child at a crucial moment.

“Thank you, Sage!”

The student received the plaque with both hands, responding excitedly, then hugged it tightly to his chest and slowly walked away.

Behind him, another student came forward.

Thus, Lolan Hill sat under the colored windows illuminated by the sun, blessing each student about to set out on their journey.

That hazy yet tranquil figure became an indelible memory and a source of perseverance for many students.

After blessing the last student, Lolan Hill lowered her hand and finally felt the long-suppressed fatigue and dizziness.

She stood up, rubbed her forehead, and staggered a bit. With Mira’s support, she slowly walked out of the church inside the palace.

The sun was about to set, and the purple-red sunset lingered on the horizon.

And those students who were originally thought to have left still remained outside the church.

When Lolan Hill appeared at the gate, they bowed deeply, looking at this weary silver-haired girl. It was because of the Sage and the establishment of Clancia that these lonely and weak children could be nurtured, escape death, grow healthily, and learn much knowledge.

The evening breeze was not as cold as in the morning but much warmer. The afterglow of the sunset fell on the group of white-robed figures, emitting a faint warm glow.

Thank you to Tangmen Infantry, Endless Summer, deepforest, Tomorrow’s Dominator, Cherry Blossom Lily, Cultivating Enemies, Hua Su Xu, Dreaming Lolita, Star Melody, and Soup with Chili Peppers for your generous support~


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She Is Not a Witch

She Is Not a Witch

才不是魔女
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest. She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes. She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders. She is the guide who quells ten world disasters. Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch. As the poem describes it. Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.

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