Chapter 80 - Did You Go Drinking

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Everyone quickly agreed to Lan Xi’s suggestion.

Chi-Chi was still reluctant to say goodbye to Fike as he and Tegpus prepared to leave.

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“You must come back and see me, Lord Fike!”

Chi-Chi called out shyly.

“Remember to come and see me too!”

Lan Xi made an exaggerated gesture of blowing a kiss at Fike, who had already been walking off.

At this time, dawn had already broken, and the world was gradually waking up.

Fike and Tegpus rushed back to Yogmo Academy.

“Fike, with this Exotic Meteorite, I believe that in a few days, your first sword will be born!”

Tegpus boomed.

Although he had been rushing around all night, Fike did not feel very tired.

This effect seemed to be related to his latest cultivation of the Overlord’s Body, the first stage of the Primordial Power.

Fike replied enthusiastically.

“That’s right. With that sword, I’ll witness the full power of that sword technique!”

As the two chatted, they quickened their pace.

Once they had arrived at the school, Fike and Tegpus parted ways.

“Fike, you should be participating in the freshmen trial next week, right?”

Tegpus asked.

Fike nodded.

The master blacksmith continued.

“Believe me, in less than three days, a divine weapon of unparalleled power will appear before you!”

Fike naturally trusted the man’s words.

After a simple goodbye, Fike went straight to the Spell School to attend his morning classes.

By now, there were already students pouring into the classroom one after another.

Fike walked in as well. Noticing the whole class of uniformed students in front of him, he suddenly recalled the class rules that Teacher Maggie had set yesterday.

Stunned and standing at the door of the classroom, he realized that Teacher Maggie had arrived, and was now standing behind him.

“I’m sorry, teacher. I was busy in a trial with Master Tegpus last night, so I didn’t have time to return to my dorm and change into a school uniform. I’ll head to the field now.”

Just as he had been about to leave, Maggie stopped him.

“No need, Fike. I’ve heard about your situation from the Head of Department, Chambers. You don’t have to run fifty laps today.

“Come in for class. But don’t let this happen again!

“Oh right, Fike!”

Seeing that Maggie had called him again, Fike turned to look at her.

“In the future, please pay attention to your image before you come into the classroom. Don’t bring such a vulgar appearance!”

He was confused at Maggie’s words, but nodded anyway.

Walking into the classroom, Fike noticed that most of the other students were looking at him strangely.

Some of them were whispering to each other, while others looked at him in disdain.

Although he was now even more puzzled, he ignored it, heading straight to his seat resentfully.

When he was seated, Irene, who was next to him, asked in a low voice.

“What did you do with Master Tegpus last night? Was it really a trial?”

Fike replied apathetically.

“Of course it was a trial. What else would I have been doing?”

Irene smiled and took out a small mirror.

“Look at your face. You still have the cheek to say that you went for a trial last night. Hahaha, you don’t even know how to lie.”

Fike finally saw the glaring red lipstick mark on his face.

He abruptly remembered that Lan Xi had kissed him at the auction last night.

‘It’s all that crazy woman Lan Xi’s fault!’

Thinking back, Fike’s face turned beet red.

Looking at him starting to blush, Irene continued relentlessly.

“Look, your face is already turning so red, yet you still have the nerve to say that you went to train with Master Tegpus last night. I think that the two of you went somewhere to drink!”

At this time, seeing that Irene seemed to be teasing Fike, Maggie called her out.

“Irene, what are you whispering about?”

Irene stood up abruptly and declared with an excessively loud voice.

“I just told Fike that he didn’t go train with Master Tegpus last night, but went to drink with him instead!”

Irene’s blunt speech caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

Even Teacher Maggie couldn’t help herself from laughing.

Covering her mouth with her hand, the teacher regained her composure.

“Okay, okay, take a seat. Don’t whisper in class anymore.”

Fike lowered his head in shame, silently enduring the laughter of his classmates.

“Okay, okay, we’re starting class now!”

…

Over the next few days, Fike spent his days in the Long-range Magic Department, honing his magic skills.

At night, he would always be found at the Healing Magic Department, receiving one-on-one lessons from Chambers.

It turned out that not only did he have incredible talent for long-range magic, he even had a high aptitude for healing spells, which he had not frequently come into contact with.

In just three days’ time, Fike had quickly grasped all the basic theories about healing spells.

Even Chambers couldn’t help but sigh.

‘How can this kid do so well while simultaneously studying two courses?

‘What a genius!’

…

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, there was only one day left until the freshmen trial.

It was on this day as well that Tegpus had completed the forging of the sword.

It was a usual evening until the master came over to the Healing Magic Department, and using his same old tactics, tricked Fike out of Chambers’ hands.

“Fike, the thing you wanted has been forged!”

Tegpus declared.

Fike’s eyes lit up at Tegpus’ words.

“Really? Where is it?”

“In my workshop. Come with me quickly!”

Tegpus led Fike back to the Forging School before pushing open the familiar door.

A pure black longsword with faint dark red accents lay clamped on Tegpus’ workbench.

Even though the weapon was still in its scabbard, Fike could already feel the murderous aura radiating off it.

“This longsword of yours is really interesting. In the process of forging it, it’s used up a lot of my tools. You’ll have to compensate me for this.”

Fike looked at the scattered broken pieces of heavy duty forging equipment on the floor and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“I estimate that the quality of this long sword is around that of master-tier. But because the materials used in it are completely different from what I’ve worked with before, I can only judge based on my experience.”

Tegpus explained.

Fike approached the longsword and gently picked it up.

At the moment of contact, Fike seemed to have detected a life force beating from the weapon.

It was almost as if it was a living creature of flesh and blood, and Fike thought he was able to feel blood pulsing through the length of the blade.

“Try it!”

Tegpus urged.

Fike held the hilt in one hand and the scabbard in the other.

A crisp ‘shing’ sounded.

He had unsheathed the blade.

The demon’s eye, which had originally been covered by the scabbard, twisted and writhed.

The moment Fike had released it, the eye turned and fixed its gaze on its new master.

With the longsword firmly in his grip, he waved it gently in the air.

A stream of Sword Qi that seemed to distort space trailed the slow moving blade before slowly dissipating.

It had just been a gentle wave of the blade, but the Sword Qi was already so potent.

“What an incredible sword!”