After Magic Literature Class on Tuesday afternoon, Professor Monteria asked Zheng Qing to help bring the homework that he had put away before class today to his office. There is no doubt that this is an excuse, because Downton usually does this work.
But today, under the professor's persistent gaze, the class leader shrugged and slipped away quietly.
"It won't waste too much time on you."
Professor Monteria's voice was a little tired, and his tone was not as strict as before. Perhaps because of the frequent meetings, Zheng Qing rarely looked at his former laboratory tutor seriously. This time he suddenly observed close-up, and he was surprised to realize that the professor's gray hair had a lot of gray hair, and his cheekbones seemed to have become higher: "—You can change time in my office, which is safer than those empty study rooms."
Zheng Qing was not surprised that a great wizard at the level of vice president of the college knew about this.
I honestly agreed.
But I was wondering what the professor was looking for him - the biggest possibility was the "Giant God Soldier" project of the Fringe College. The professor was one of the leaders, and he was the only "healthy" qualified person in existence. Perhaps there were some special matters to be advised; the second possibility was that he served as an assistant teacher at the Fringe College. From this week, for various reasons, his course on Thursday afternoon has been cancelled. I think the professor may also be asking him to talk about work. Of course, the worst possibility is that he performed too poorly in the magic literature class during this period, and the professor planned to let him die.
With Professor Monteria's harsh style, it is not impossible.
Just as he was thinking about it, Professor Monteria, who was walking in front, suddenly spoke.
"...I heard that you went to the Sakura Tavern to celebrate yesterday after winning the 'Special Contribution Award'?" The professor did not look back, as if he was just asking casually.
Zheng Qing’s first thought was where did he know the news? You should know that at that time, Yuzui and his group hung an invisible talisman and went out of Gudiao Street, and even the reporter from the Beta Town Post failed to catch their traces.
But immediately, he reacted.
The Cherry Blossom Tavern was opened by another vice president of the Fringe College, and it was no surprise that Professor Monteria knew that nature was not surprising.
"It's not considered a celebration, it's just a gathering, a gathering." Even though he knew that the professor's back was facing him, the boy couldn't help but wave his hand and accelerated his pace a little crampedly: "We are purely lucky in the black prison. At the party last night, everyone repeatedly expressed their opinions that they would never intervene in such a dangerous thing in the future..."
After being a good student for more than ten years, Zheng Qing knows the best what teachers like to listen to.
However, Professor Monteria's focus today does not seem to be here.
"There is no concept of 'pure luck' in this world, only two concepts of 'luck and misfortune'."
The professor shook his head, but his voice was not loud, but Zheng Qing could hear it clearly: "——You should have been to the North District of Beta Town many times, how do you feel?"
What's going on?
Very good? The development of the North District is really good now.
Very bad? From the perspective of Jiuyou Academy, there is an extra college that divides cakes, which should feel very bad.
"...It feels very complicated." The boy finally chose the compromise and said vaguely: "Thinking of the lively but embarrassing scene I saw when I first went to the North District... it is completely different from now."
Thank goodness.
The professor did not continue to ask him what the differences were.
Instead, he sighed softly and suddenly stopped by Linzhong Lake.
"It's better to be the first university."
He reached out and pointed to the dog who was dozing under the shade of rockery not far away: "Zhengtong and people are harmonious, leisurely and comfortable. Even if the dogs in the school fall asleep, they have a smile on their faces..."
This was a bit good. Zheng Qing looked at the dog who was smirking in his sleep and nodded silently.
“…I have been to the North District back then.”
The professor changed his tone: "Do you still remember? The expressions on everyone's faces were numb, and there was no light in their eyes. Not to mention dogs, even people could not squeeze out smiles on their faces. And what changed all this? Are the wizards in the high walls showing great mercy? No, it was the wizards in the north area who mastered their power, and did not enter the high walls, but chose to continue to stay in the north area. The power gave everyone a smile and hope again."
Zheng Qing was worried when he heard these words.
His eyes couldn't stop floating around.
I couldn't help but complain - after all, this place is still a school, and people around me are coming and going, and I don't care about saying things like "high-wall wizard" and "great mercy". Even if you are the dean of the Fringe Academy, you can't be so scary!
"... Do you know why those wizards in the North District can endure for so long?" The professor suddenly raised another question.
Zheng Qing was stunned.
"Because they know there is no hope for resistance?" he replied tentatively.
The professor shook his head and said something terrifying to Zheng Qing in a plain tone: "——There is no hope in life, no hope in resistance, so why don't they die? Compared with the desperate and powerless reality, death is a relief for them. Then why don't they die, but have been patient?"
Zheng Qing was silent.
He felt that these topics today had completely exceeded his expectations.
“—Because they have seen the sun.”
Professor Monteria did not expect the boy's answer. Her blue-gray eyes moved slightly, paused on the blue dragon hanging on Zheng Qing's ears, and said meaningfully: "Because they have seen the sun, they can tolerate darkness. Similarly, they no longer tolerate darkness because they have seen the sun."
Zheng Qing vaguely felt that he had heard these words from somewhere.
He couldn't help but look up and looked at Professor Monteria who was looking at Lin Zhong Lake with his face sideways. For some reason, he suddenly felt that his blue-gray eyes were a little green - it might be because of the reflection of the lake water, or it might be because of the light.
bite!
A crisp sound broke the boy's thoughts.
He subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed it, and a golden copper coin fell into his hand. There was a beast head suspected to be a cow's head on the copper coin, and an iron ring was biting in his mouth.
This is?
The boy looked stunned.
"My lab key."
Professor Monteria understates: "You have been to the Advanced Magic Literature and Bloodline Research Laboratory before. Since you were the vice president of the Fringe College, that laboratory has not been in operation for a long time. And because of the Fringe College project, I may be very busy during this period and may not have time to go to the lab. Since you are already an assistant teacher, I will leave this matter to you. Go and check it out for ten days and half a month, sweep the ashes. You can also review your homework in the lab, and there are many good textbooks there."