Chapter 554: President’s Academic Tea Party (10k)
That night.
Darak completed his extraction in a daze and then fell asleep immediately.
When he woke up again, his body was covered in fur balls.
He took off the fur balls and placed them aside, sinking into a brief moment of contemplation.
September had passed nine days, today being the tenth day.
In the first four days, he had extracted 4 points of “Bliss” and 4 points of “Greed.” In the last five days, he chose 2 points of “Pride,” 6 points of “Bliss,” and 2 points of “Greed.”
There was no particular purpose; it was simply because “Bliss” was easier to increase, and both “Pride” and “Greed” were abundant.
As expected, on this final day, he still extracted “Greed.”
This way, after excluding the consumption of 3 points of “Bliss” and 3 points of “Greed,” he could save 2 points of “Pride,” 7 points of “Bliss,” and 5 points of “Greed.”
The originally planned research on the fourth “Capital Sin” had to be temporarily postponed.
With the daily extraction amount reduced to 2 points, the overflow of “Capital Sin” was clearly insufficient, requiring additional ingredients each time to make up for it.
The gradually accumulating “Bliss” would make one want to try refining new “Bliss III.”
However, after careful consideration, Darak found that the improvement brought by the new “Bliss III” would be extremely limited.
The significant improvements of the new several “Capital Sin II” were due to their ability to provide specific “Field Spells” for Ibut.
But “Capital Sin III” did not bring these benefits.
Compared to the consumption of 10 points of “Bliss,” the few “Ultimate Skills” that might increase were not enough to change the essence.
Therefore, instead of refining “Bliss III,” it would be better to further attempt “Bliss IV.”
Even if the refined “Bliss IV” turned out to be incomplete, it would still have its significance.
Through multiple studies and verifications, more improvements and adjustments could be made to the new “Conjure Method.”
Moreover, “Bliss” was indeed the easiest to accumulate!
After all, reproductive desire was the nature of living beings.
…
Darak shook his head, feeling that for now, this was fine.
Then he raised his head and fell backward straight, letting his consciousness be submerged in the fur balls.
It was just three o’clock in the morning.
…
“BEEP—”
The call display of the “Selection Card” woke most of the second-year students from their dreams.
Darak got up, moved his card pack, and drew out the “Selection Card,” seeing a “?” flashing on the card.
Opening the “?”, it was indeed a new class schedule!
Compared to last week’s schedule, this new one added two elective courses: Professor Kazel’s “Alchemy Class” and Professor Metia Barthelemy’s “Astrology Class.”
“Lucky, they’re both on Thursday.”
Darak breathed in fresh air, trying to wake himself up as much as possible.
Starting from the second year, the main classes for students were concentrated from Monday to Wednesday, while elective courses were distributed from Thursday to Friday, or sometimes inserted into the nights three days prior.
His two elective courses had undoubtedly been approved.
Neither Professor Kazel nor Professor Metia rejected his application.
“I wonder how Diana and Rose are doing?”
Thinking this, Darak washed up and applied a face mask in one go.
Afterwards, he changed into casual clothes for morning exercises and opened the dorm door.
Looking down the corridor to the other end.
Most of the second-year students were sluggishly pushing open their doors at this time.
With Professor Jones’ physical training plan, they no longer had any room to sleep in.
Darak exhaled and ran over, bumping into Diana and Rose just right.
“Did you receive the new class schedule?”
“Yes, perfect!”
Diana gave Darak a thumbs-up gesture (?).
Rose nodded obediently.
Both were indeed students who couldn’t wait to take their elective courses, and they registered early, so there was no reason they wouldn’t pass.
“I, I passed too!”
Yudora, who seemed to appear out of nowhere, declared her presence.
Her elective courses completely overlapped with Darak’s.
The same went for Emma and Sarah.
However, Darak looked forward more to attending classes with upperclassmen.
Professor Metia’s “Astrology Class” aside, since there were other seasoned astrology professors at the academy to choose from.
Professor Kazel’s “Alchemy Class” was unique.
If there were upperclassmen interested in alchemy, they would likely vie for it.
On the contrary, this would raise the threshold for “Alchemy Class.”
Those who didn’t apply early or weren’t outstanding enough might not be able to squeeze into the class.
Of course, Emma and Sarah shouldn’t worry about this.
In this case, there would be at least four second-year students in the “Alchemy Class.”
…
After morning exercises, Diana applied magic potions to Rose’s limbs in the bedroom.
The magic potions slowly penetrated the skin, alleviating soreness while also stimulating more strength.
After half a week of training, Rose’s stamina finally caught up with the average person’s, and if she continued to push herself, she could gain even more than the average person.
While carefully applying the potion, Diana complained, “None of the ‘Knighthood Class’ or ‘Transformation Class’ overlap with yours.”
Rose grimaced, “But these are your favorites, aren’t they?”
“Fine.” Diana pouted, “Once I learn to turn into a bear, I’ll eat you!”
“Haha.” Rose laughed, “Then once I learn injections, I’ll give you one.”
Diana: “(` 3′) slightly”
…
Similar conversations echoed throughout the castle.
Not only second-year students, but even higher-year students would hesitate due to elective courses.
Students always liked to take the same courses as their best friends.
But after rational thought, they would realize that their aptitudes were different, and choosing the most suitable elective course for themselves was the right thing to do.
Just like Sarah Swati and her close friend Heidi Euphemia, who chose different courses.
Sarah chose “Astrology Class” and “Alchemy Class,” while Heidi opted for “Astrology Class” and “Medical Class.”
Yes, her choices overlapped with Rose’s.
On the other hand, Dulong Teddy chose “Knighthood Class” and “Transformation Class,” aligning with Diana, Wit, and Robert’s schedules.
Robert unexpectedly passed the “Transformation Class” screening, which excited him greatly.
And Dulong’s friend Pistons chose “Astrology Class” and “Evocation Class,” with no overlap at all.
“Evocation Class” was a pure course teaching students how to skillfully use mana to shape various forms, materializing the intangible mana to give it physical properties.
Derived from “Evocation Class,”
The “Mana Shaping” that emerged, although limited in strength, could be used to assist in experiments.
As for basic spells like the “Magic Bullet Spell,” they could also be simulated through “Mana Shaping.”
Students generally chose “Mana Shaping” classes to hone their control over mana.
In duels, this would allow them to gain an advantage when manipulating the Mana Guidance Balls.
Of course, some students might specifically use it to improve their physique.
For example, by inserting tangible mana blocks into certain areas, those areas would appear more impressive in appearance.
Further still, a Magus could directly shape mana into weapon forms, which could then replace the “Illusion Soldier Curse” after increasing its strength.
When Dak was looking at his elective course list, he did consider “Mana Shaping.”
But he judged that he didn’t need it much, and perhaps he could learn it on his own in the future—this latter reason being the main one.
As far as he knew, among the two electives chosen by Eve and Irina, one was indeed “Mana Shaping.”
The other elective was “Mana Trickery,” formally known as “Mana Tricks and Deception Lectures.”
This course complements “Mana Shaping” very well.
The basics of “Mana Trickery” teach Magi how to cover their bodies with a layer of mana, causing others to perceive them incorrectly, thereby deceiving opponents.
The techniques derived from this are diverse and involve fine manipulation of mana, which is very suitable for Eve and Irina.
…
In the second class of the new semester on Summoning Spells, Professor Shylph finally began her formal lecture.
With her narration, the young Magi gradually deepened their understanding of summoning spells.
In subsequent Mana Theory classes, Professor Kazel also delved into the theory of mana, slowly unveiling the most mysterious aspects of mana theory.
However, this led to a significant increase in the difficulty of “Mana Theory.”
After crossing this step, the young Magi who couldn’t keep up would need to work extra hard after class.
Dak looked at Diana, who was holding her head, suppressing a smile.
…
Similarly, in the afternoon “Potions” class, there was a deeper explanation of theoretical knowledge about potions.
After a full year of study, the young Magi had already established a basic understanding of “Potions.”
Next was the interpretation of principles, understanding the connections and reactions between different potions, thus gradually reaching the level where they can analyze drugs themselves and develop potions.
This process will continue until graduation.
If, before graduation, ten or so general-purpose potion formulas and one high-end potion formula can be developed, it would qualify as mastery in potion-making.
…
The class time was halved, but the difficulty doubled.
This made a fourfold difference.
The second-year students suddenly looked back and realized how easy the first year had been.
“Ring ring.”
When the end-of-class bell for “Potions” rang, the students quickly packed their bags and rushed out of the classroom like they were fleeing.
Dak waited until Diana and Rose finished packing, then prepared to go to the clubroom with them.
Occasionally, he heard Wit and Robert talking about the “Sports Club.”
But it seemed only Robert joined the “Sports Club.”
Robert spoke eloquently and excitedly, seemingly performing well in the club’s entrance test and earning recognition from upperclassmen.
As for Wit… he joined a club called the “Marine Biology Research Department.”
“What kind of club is that?”
Dak tried to recall after his shock but found no record of this club in his memory.
Even at the club recruitment fair on Friday, there was no sign of the “Marine Biology Research Department.”
“A club that doesn’t recruit… How did Wit join it?”
“Ocean, marine biology… Wait, could it be that club?”
Dak suddenly remembered the Sect where everyone wore sea creature costumes, and his expression turned strange.
…
Wit Gold ultimately did not betray the Sea Creature Sect and helped form the “Marine Biology Research Department” with its members.
The “Marine Biology Research Department” has quite a few members, ranging from second year to sixth year.
Since other members have blemishes, Wit was eventually elected as the department head.
This was also the reason why Wit finally made up his mind.
Better to be the leader of the flock than just another member.
And seeing Dak restart the “Magical Animal Club,” he also developed a competitive spirit.
As the head of the “Marine Biology Club,” he would join the competition among clubs, leading members out of the shadows back into the light!
In short, that’s what he said.
…
However, Wit did not drag Robert into the water; he still supported him joining the “Sports Club.”
Robert successfully selected “Knighthood Class” and “Transformation Class,” and he surely has a bright future in the “Sports Club.”
He will start moving forward from second year onwards, and his pace won’t be slow.
…
Dak slightly shifted his gaze.
Apart from Wit and Robert, Emma joined the Literature Club, and Sarah took over the Archaeology Club.
Sarah’s friend Heidi, Tudor’s friend Pistons, and Eudora all joined the Astrology Club.
As for Tudor himself, he joined the Students’ Union.
Justin Wayne from the Knight Academy also joined the Sports Club along with Robert.
Second-year students all took their own paths.
…
“Dak dak.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Let’s go.”
“Okay.”
Dak picked up his bag and headed toward the door.
Today is Monday, and he plans to call on the club advisor professor—Lily Laplace—and meet the new members officially.
But his schedule didn’t go smoothly.
Lily’s office was empty.
After knocking for a long time without getting a response, Dak sighed and said, “Looks like we’ll have to push it to tomorrow. Tomorrow morning’s first class is Math, so I’ll just mention it then.”
Diana asked, “So should we go to the clubroom now?”
Dak nodded, “Yes. Now that we have the clubroom, it’s also a place to do homework. Haven’t you been having trouble understanding Mana Theory?”
Diana averted her gaze, “What are you talking about?”
Dak smiled slightly, “Come on, let’s go.”
But as soon as he turned around, a shadow suddenly dropped from the ceiling.
He instinctively jumped back and raised his hand to slap it away.
But just as his hand reached halfway, he hurriedly stopped, his face turning dark.
It was Professor Lily hanging upside down, making a ghost face at him.
“When did you get here?”
He said with a dark expression.
“Hey.” Lily turned over and laughed, “I’ve been here since you finished class.”
Dark’s heart stirred, he asked, “Is there something you need from me?”
“Yes.” Lily rolled her eyes and said, “Professor Bacon asked me to come and get you.”
“Professor Bacon?” Dark couldn’t help but frown in thought.
If it was Professor Bacon, could it be that there was a problem with the textbook?
Thinking this, Dark voiced his doubts.
Lily nodded vigorously like a pecking chick.
Dark felt somewhat helpless and said to Diana and Rose, “Go ahead to the clubroom, I’ll go check it out.”
“Okay!”
Diana and Rose exchanged glances and waved at Dark before leaving.
…
Once they were far away, Dark said, “Let’s go, where are we going?”
“Follow me.” Lily immediately grabbed Dark’s hand, a surge of mana flowed instantly from her fingertips, enveloping him completely in a moment.
Then, their bodies blurred like shadows and shot forward.
They raced through walls, and two minutes later, they burst into a room and came to an abrupt stop.
Dark tried to recall the castle’s layout, confirming they should be somewhere after the classroom dormitories.
He shook his head to clear the dizziness and opened his eyes to look around.
The intellectual lady behind the desk should be Professor Bacon; she was still holding a pen, with various papers and reference materials on the table.
But there were more than just Professor Bacon in the room.
Several professors were chatting animatedly on the sofa, including an elderly professor who looked at least seventy or eighty, still gesticulating wildly even after seeing Dark and Lily arrive.
Dark’s gaze shifted to a teapot on the table, suddenly thinking of a word—”tea party”!
Immediately, he glared at Lily, only to find her already floating toward the sofa, smiling mischievously as she said, “Here we are, ask anything you want. One hundred credits for one question, high difficulty questions cost a thousand credits, one-year textbook authorization costs ten thousand. No cheating, no bargaining!”
…
Dark’s face darkened, realizing he had been tricked by Little Lily again.
But it was just a tea party, saying it plainly wouldn’t make them not come.
To ease the awkwardness of standing in the center, he walked towards the desk.
Professor Bacon stopped writing, lifted her head slightly, and said, “Dark Demon? Or Anonymous?”
Dark paused, then smiled, “Of course, Dark Demon.”
Professor Bacon asked, “Then who is Anonymous?”
Dark replied, “A mathematician who keeps a low profile.”
“Mathematics, the study of numbers, what a good name,” Professor Bacon sighed, then beckoned to Dark.
Dark walked over naturally, circled around the desk, and came to stand before Professor Bacon.
Professor Bacon appeared to be in her forties, with no distinctive features of other races, hair the color of flax, brown eyes tinged with black, and very fair skin due to her reclusive lifestyle, though there were some wrinkles on her forehead.
She looked somewhat weary, with dark circles under her eyes.
Seeing Dark approach, she turned to face him fully and raised both hands.
Hesitating for a moment, Dark still placed his hands in hers.
In fact, combined, Dark’s age didn’t even match Professor Bacon’s, let alone his psychological age.
Being held by a senior wasn’t too awkward.
However, Professor Bacon was quite young among the arithmetic teachers at Saint Maryann Academy, and Lily, who appeared younger, was actually not much younger than her.
After holding his hand for a while, Professor Bacon suddenly narrowed her eyes and said, “What a good child.”
Dark withdrew his hand, asking, “Professor Bacon, Lily said you encountered some problems while compiling the textbooks. What exactly happened?”
Professor Bacon suddenly froze, then blinked, realizing, “Oh yes, yes, look here… Which cover do you think would suit our ‘Mathematics II’ better?”
Dark: “(.?ˇェˇ??)”
…
After helping Professor Bacon choose a cover seriously, she summoned a golem to take the entire textbook for photocopying.
Then she turned to Dark and said, “By the way, the cost for this textbook compilation is fifty thousand, right? Wait a moment.”
She took out a selection card and flipped it open.
Dark’s eyes twitched as he finally remembered he still had fifty thousand credits unaccounted for, so he quickly took out his selection card as well.
Professor Bacon overlapped the two cards and swiped them lightly, and Dark’s selection card beeped, showing the credit reminder!
With this, his credits broke through the hundred-thousand mark for the first time!
This wealth was quite impressive even among upperclassmen.
Seeing the number displayed on the card, Dark felt that being tricked by Lily was worth it!
His mood instantly brightened.
So when Lily pulled him to meet several other professors, he wore a smile.
Saint Maryann Academy had six full-time arithmetic teachers and two part-time professors for elective courses, and all six were present now.
Apart from Lily and Professor Bacon, the other four were sitting on the sofa.
Among them, the elderly professor named Lars Melnor, in his seventies or eighties, had recently transferred from the sixth year to the first year.
He had been teaching during wartime and had nurtured nine graduating classes.
This year, he just completed a new batch and immediately took on the role of a first-year teacher.
However, his body was already lagging, and he had been taking medication to keep up.
Principal Altair originally wanted him to retire, but he believed he could teach another class.
His later years were spent watching his students take on various roles.
Whether they fought on the battlefield for humanity or became tycoons in the business world, he felt genuinely happy.
He had dedicated most of his life to education and hoped to see it through to the end.
This year’s first-year students were his last class and hoped to be the best yet.
“Hello, I’m Lars Melnor. Can I get the one-year authorization for ‘Mathematics I’?”
Professor Melnor’s sudden silence and question surprised Dark a little.
But Dark then said, “No problem. The development of mathematics needs continuity, providing free access to first-year students is perfectly fine.”
“That won’t do,” Professor Melnor immediately protested, “knowledge has value. As Lily said, how about ten thousand per year?”
Dark slightly smiled and nodded, “No problem.”
And then…
“Ding—”
Another ten thousand credits were credited.
The remaining three professors looked at each other in surprise.
One of the professors, who appeared to be around fifty years old, suddenly opened his mouth and said, “I don’t need the first-year textbooks. Can I get authorization for the second year’s textbooks for one year?”
“Who are you?” Dark asked curiously.
That professor explained himself, “Ricky Eric, third-year arithmetic… mathematics professor!”
Dark pondered briefly and said, “It’s not a problem on my end, but the textbook for Mathematics II falls under the second year.”
Professor Eric chuckled, “No worries, I’ll buy the third-year textbooks after you finish with those.”
As he spoke, he took out the Selection Card and promptly transferred ten thousand credits to Dark.
“Ding—”
With the crisp sound of the credit transfer, Dark’s mood brightened even more.
He couldn’t help but look at the remaining two professors.
One of the professors smiled and said, “I am a fifth-year professor. The arithmetic knowledge for fifth-year students is already set, so I won’t add any burden to the students. However, Professor York here wants to teach related content in elective classes.”
Professor York, who was in his early forties, had a distinctive bald spot resembling the Mediterranean Sea, which was very smooth and eye-catching.
Taking advantage of the moment, he said, “I want both of them. Can you give me a 50% discount?”
Dark looked at Professor Melnor and Professor Eric, and seeing both clients nod silently, he smiled and said, “Of course.”
Thus, another ten thousand credits were credited!
In this way, just by making one trip today, he gained a total of eighty thousand credits, which was like a sudden windfall, making him smile even in his sleep.
…
After the credits were credited, Dark’s patience grew even better.
Under the invitation of the professors, he sat on the sofa, discussing mathematical issues with them without any barriers.
Especially regarding the problems in Mathematics I and Mathematics II, he answered almost all questions exhaustively.
Soon, Lily and Professor Bacon also joined in.
This small academic tea party thus began.
During the exchange, Dark gained many insights. Some problems that had troubled him while compiling the textbooks were also resolved during the discussion.
In fact, if we consider their level of knowledge, the professors’ knowledge far surpassed his own.
Only their focus differed.
When faced with some insurmountable difficulties, the professors would try to use magic as a tool to bypass certain procedures and directly obtain answers.
Or when dealing with complex calculations, they could list all calculation processes like a computer using the most basic methods, achieving the fastest speed, and ultimately obtaining the solution.
Unlike Dark, who simplified calculations using various ready-made theorems.
In short, although they adopted two different approaches, they ultimately reached the same conclusion.
However, using magic to assist in calculations was a skill reserved for highly skilled magicians or magi-teachers. It was not something that ordinary academy students could easily reach.
Moreover, due to the constraints of mana, their calculation capacity had limits.
Therefore, Dark’s calculation method was clearly more efficient and more suitable for “mathematics.”
Yes…
Now, the professors no longer mentioned “arithmetic” at all; instead, they spoke of “mathematics” constantly, as if they had just learned a trendy word and couldn’t stop using it.
…
Once immersed in mathematical research, one would feel that time was insufficient.
When the professors suddenly stopped, they realized that it was already half past eight.
Although this wasn’t considered late for them, the problem was that no one had eaten dinner yet.
The elderly Professor Melnor also needed rest.
“Well, let’s call it a night,” Professor Bacon said reluctantly.
Others echoed her sentiment.
Only Professor Melnor insisted, “Don’t worry about me, I can still go on!”
After saying that, he drank a magic potion, showing a determined look as if he wouldn’t back down no matter what.
“Cough, cough, cough!” Professor Bacon coughed sharply three times and said, “Melnor, it’s better not to show off your strength when it’s unnecessary. Just say what your main purpose is today.”
But Professor Melnor seemed to be in pain, his already wrinkled brows furrowed even tighter, and his white hair looked full of age.
He seemed extremely reluctant to admit his aging, but finally turned to Dark and called out, “Dark Diemon.”
Dark felt a bit strange and didn’t know what Professor Melnor’s “main purpose” was.
But based on the virtue of respecting the elderly, he opened his mouth and said, “Listening, Professor.”
Professor Melnor had a long face, small eyes, and a nose that wasn’t particularly high. His cheeks had long white whiskers, and there was a tuft of white beard under his chin.
He didn’t appear very kind, but his mannerisms exuded an educational aura that made people relax in his presence.
From his height, he was actually quite tall, but after aging, muscle atrophy and a hunched back made him appear smaller.
At this moment, Professor Melnor shifted his gaze slightly, and a rare blush appeared on his cheeks.
The other professors looked at him kindly, waiting for him to speak.
These professors who could argue passionately during discussions now seemed unusually gentle.
Dark sat upright, waiting for Professor Melnor to speak.
Finally, Professor Melnor turned his gaze back and said, “Do you have any interest in being my teaching assistant?”
…
A teaching assistant, as the name suggests, assists professors in teaching.
They usually also take on the responsibility of grading homework.
Dark was very surprised by Professor Melnor’s invitation.
But Professor Melnor’s attitude was very serious.
He maintained a calm exterior, but internally he began to think.
In fact, he did not want to waste time in such a position.
He had just advanced to second year, and he had much more to do than ever before.
If he became Professor Melnor’s teaching assistant, not only would he have to spend extra time grading homework, but his mental energy would also be divided.
He couldn’t manage things like Pandora did while serving as a librarian.
…
The room was very quiet, as if the professors were waiting for the two present to make their decision themselves.
Professor Melnor was known for refusing to acknowledge his age, and it required a greater determination to make such a decision.
But his body really couldn’t tolerate his continued stubbornness.
To fulfill his wish of teaching the last class of students well, he needed a teaching assistant to help reduce his workload, preferably someone who could substitute for him in classes.
And as if he saw through Dark’s concerns, Professor Melnor said slowly with a tone tinged with old age, “It won’t take up additional time for you.
It was time to grade homework, set exam questions, and other tasks related to understanding students’ learning progress. All these things were handled by myself.
But every week, I needed someone to take over one of my two classes. It would be the first class on Tuesday morning!”
“First class on Tuesday morning?”
Dak furrowed his brows, roughly understanding what Professor Melnor meant.
Because in the second-year schedule, the first class on Tuesday morning was also a math class!
Upon realizing this, he couldn’t help but look at Professor Lily.
Lily immediately rolled her eyes upward, looked at the ceiling, pouted her lips, and made a whistling gesture.
The schedules for first and second year overlapped on Tuesday’s first class.
This clearly indicated a premeditated plan.
The professors’ intentions were very clear.
Given that Dak had to write the textbooks as well, there was no need for him to waste time on a math class.
So, could the time from that class be used to help Professor Melnor reduce her workload?
This was a win-win situation.
There was nothing he couldn’t agree to.
…
After Dak understood this, he decisively said, “If it’s just substituting for one class on Tuesday morning, it’s fine.”
“Huh—” Little Lily secretly sighed in relief.
Professor Melnor still felt embarrassed as she said, “Then the first-year class is entrusted to you. As for your teaching assistant salary, it will be calculated as one-fifth of a professor’s salary.”
“There’s also a salary?” Dak paused, subconsciously asking, “How much?”
Professor Melnor smiled, “About two thousand credits. But you won’t have paid leave or end-of-term bonuses.”
Dak replied, “Of course.”
One class per week, four classes per month, at two thousand credits, that means five hundred credits per class.
This was more than earning money.
However, the professors’ salaries were less than he expected, likely the end-of-term bonuses were the main part.
Moreover, it seemed that the professors could apply for research funds from the academy, which was the true benefit.
Of course, the exact amount didn’t matter.
Dak was merely making reasonable use of his time to earn some extra income.
“I wonder what Victoria and Phoenix would think when they see me enter the classroom?”
He couldn’t help but smile faintly.
…
After reaching an agreement, Dak and Professor Melnor signed a loosely conditioned contract.
The first-year math class, after adjustments, was reduced to two classes per week, each held in a large lecture hall with students from all four houses.
This was mainly to lighten Professor Melnor’s workload.
Of course, with a teaching assistant, even more could be reduced.
After signing the agreement, Dak discussed some upcoming teaching details with Professor Melnor.
His experience in this area was already quite extensive, and after a few words, Professor Melnor realized he had indeed found the right person.
Professor Lily, who had secretly arranged this, kept sneaking smiles.
…
At nine thirty…
Dak and Professor Melnor finished their final communication and stood up, “I’ll head back now.”
Professor Melnor gently said, “Remember, I’ll be at the classroom at eight sharp tomorrow morning.”
Dak smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ve never been late.”
Professor Melnor reached out to shake hands again, saying, “Then I entrust this to you.”
Dak shook hands and said, “See you tomorrow, Professor.”
Then he turned around, ready to leave through the main entrance normally.
But Lily grabbed his hand, “Biu,” and flew him through the wall again.
In just over two minutes, they arrived at the canteen.
At nine thirty at night, the canteen only had a few scattered guests. The halfling chefs were chatting about the latest trends, taking Lily’s sudden appearance in stride.
“Let’s eat, I’m buying!”
Lily cheerfully said and pulled Dak toward the window.
As they got closer, Dak heard the halfling aunt at the window talking about new shops on Traveler’s Street, including “Public Dueling Society? Academy Branch.”
Since card production was still in its final debugging phase, the Public Dueling Society mainly sold photocopies, which had become very popular since their release two days ago.
Unfortunately, the photocopies had limited production, so they could only provide a daily quota.
Even though the students didn’t understand the connection between “Public Dueling Society” and “photocopies,” they all remembered the new store.
Of course, this was largely due to the adorable twin owners.
Once the Magical Animal Club produced special products, Dak would add a dedicated shelf in the branch store to sell them.
This would be a steady source of credits!
…
Dak was in a good mood and didn’t mind Lily’s loud announcement of “buying” in the free canteen.
“What else are you hiding from me?”
After sitting down, while putting food in Lily’s bowl, Dak casually asked.
“Nope, nothing.”
Lily replied without blinking, happily eating her favorite food.
Dak sighed and started eating too.
Considering how much credit Lily had earned for him, he decided to let her off this time.
After finishing dinner, they didn’t stay any longer and parted ways outside the canteen.
Dak immediately headed towards the Spiral Bell Tower.
Fortunately, he just made it in time for the club members coming down from the tower!
Not only Diana and her group, but also eleven golems bouncing along behind them.
The Feathered Serpent golem in the Tower of Noble Academy was used to these golems entering and exiting, so it didn’t obstruct them.
“Good evening, everyone.”
Dak awkwardly yet politely greeted the club members.
“Good evening, President!” Caterina led, with the four girls responding in unison.
The golems responded a beat later, meowing.
An imp beast flew onto Dak’s shoulder with a “whoosh.”
The other golems also gathered around.
Diana asked, “President, where did Professor Lily take you?”
Dak smiled, “To a simple academic tea party.”
Diana nodded knowingly, “Oh oh oh.”
Caterina and Broni were surprised.
Caterina instinctively asked, “Which subject’s academic tea party?”
Dak, “Math… yes, arithmetic class.”
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