Chapter 85: Academy Professors (1)

Chapter 85: Academy Professors (1)

Academy Professors (1)

Erica left, but I didnt bother chasing after her.

After all, any misunderstandings could be cleared later. However, honestly, even if she never found out the truth until the end, I didnt feel the need to explain things to her.

That was because Erica would never spread baseless rumors about an odd relationship between Aria and me.

[Is it really okay to just let her go like that?]

In response to the Dark Spiritualists concern, I reassured her that it wouldnt be a problem. Then, I continued walking.

In fact, I was more concerned about what Aria had said, which was related to Erica.

Its to keep you in check. So, you wont be stolen away this time..

This time?

Did she mean that I ended up with Erica in the previous round?

Despite being in an engaged relationship right now, we had only been thinking about how to break it off.

However, according to Arias words, it seemed like Erica and I might have even reached the point of marriage.

Does that mean I loved Erica Bright?

I couldnt be sure about that.

Even if I tried to imagine it, I still couldnt see a future where I genuinely loved her.

No.

Rather, it was difficult for me to imagine myself developing a romantic relationship with anyone else.

This was not just directed towards Erica, but with anyone else.

Huff.

Since there was no need to continue pondering questions without answers, I headed to the laboratory.

An odor similar to that of deodorizers stung my nose as I opened the door to Professor Fel Petras laboratory.

Despite the strong scent causing some discomfort, I quickly understood why as soon as I saw the scene inside the laboratory.

[Wow.]

It was a sight that reminded me of magic research on Cadavermancy. Various body parts were laid out on an elongated medical bed.

Frowning at this gory scene, I almost unconsciously summoned mana. However, standing inside the room was Professor Fel Petra, with her pink hair and femme fatale figure, looking at me and smiling.

Ah, Professor Deus! Youve returned!

How could she laugh so casually in front of dismembered bodies?

For a moment, I almost thought perhaps she was a Cavadermancer.

She turned around, seemingly realizing my reaction was strange, and then raised one of the arms lying on the medical bed in surprise.

[Well]

Watching her swing the limp arm made even the Dark Spiritualist furrow her eyebrows.

However, the next words that came out of Professor Fels mouth surprised me.

I-Its a model I made! Its not a real thing!

Huh?

At first, I thought she had done a very good job of wiping away the blood, but now, it looked even cleaner than I thought.

Intrigued, I approached to inspect the body parts, only to discover that they were indeed just imitations and not real flesh.

These are for experimentation, but once its complete, itll be useful for many people!

Professor Fel proudly introduced her items. She slightly infused mana, and the hand began moving as if it were real.

It is impressive.

Honestly, I couldnt help but praise her.

Despite the potential limitations on users due to mana consumption and cost, this was a groundbreaking invention that could significantly reduce disabilities across the entire continent.

These details were not explicitly covered in the game, and the more unexpected part was that Professor Fel didnt make an appearance.

Professor Fel awkwardly laughed while adjusting her messy pink hair.

Ive prepared a spot for you over there, Professor.

It was at the innermost part of the laboratory.

However, that alone wasnt enough to make me sympathize with her.

I am simply keeping a promise I made with a certain man. This is not for your sake, so you should accept it obediently.

I understand.

If, by any chance, her work became too much for her body, I would end up breaking my promise with Deus.

Alright, that is good if you understand things.

I nodded slightly to conclude the conversation.

Maybe I should do it once as well

Then, I heard Findenais voice expressing an unnecessary concern from my side.

* * *

Late evening.

Findenai and Illuania headed to the servants quarters to rest separately while I was in my room at the professors residence.

[This is how you should do it.]

There was no need to study black magic separately from reading a book when I had an excellent Dark Spiritualist with exceptional necromancy skills right in front of me.

You could think of it as receiving one-on-one lessons from a top-notch instructor.

Is this how it is done?

[Yes, thats right! Youre doing well!]

The Dark Spiritualist applauded and complimented me, showing a slightly relaxed demeanor compared to our previous encounters, but it didnt feel unpleasant.

Just as we enveloped ourselves in mana and continued to learn together, a knocking sound interrupted our session.

Knock, knock.

Although I hadnt seen who made that cautious knock, it already felt like I knew who was outside.

[Hmm.]

Perhaps thinking she was being disturbed, the Dark Spiritualist folded her arms with a displeased expression.

Nonetheless, I slowly opened the door to find Erica Bright standing there, dressed in pajamas and looking somewhat awkward.

I-Is it okay if I come in for a moment?

It is quite late already.

Although I subtly expressed my intention to deny her entrance to my room, Erica did not step back.

Itll really be just for a moment.

Pressured by the strange plea in her eyes, I sighed and slowly opened the door.

Erica, who came inside, didnt bother to look around the room.

After all, I didnt have much luggage to begin with, and there were only basic furnishings.

Would you like some tea?

Yup, please.

When I suggested it, she immediately nodded and accepted.

I boiled water, poured tea into a cup, and handed it to her. She blew on it for a while and took a careful sip before letting out a natural smile.

Its warm.

I frowned as I heard the strange tone in her voice. With her cheeks blushing, Erica slowly parted her lips.

Um?

Knock, knock.

Our eyes simultaneously turned towards the door. Was there someone else coming?

Although she was puzzled, Erica became sullen for no reason and lowered her head.

So, it wasnt just me. Is there any?

It seemed like she was struggling with something by herself.

However, in any case, I opened the door again to confirm the face of another unexpected visitor.

S-Soul Whisperer.

There stood a person with a sunken expression. It was Gideon Zeronia, who had welcomed me at the school gate earlier.

/genesisforsaken