Chapter 159

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Chapter 159

"Hmm… how about studying witchcraft?"

"Why do we need to study witchcraft?"

"Firstly, the school may not have any teachers who can guide us, so no one will know what we’re doing. Secondly, Dueling Law is a type of witchcraft, and I think it’s necessary for us to improve this spell, like making the Shame Mark of a failed duel last longer. We’ll need a room for experiments, we can’t do it in the dormitory, can we?"

"…" Luna looked at her dumbfounded.

But the idea of a club was brilliant, and the twins both whistled in agreement. Swis quickly went somewhere and brought back a form, which she filled out immediately.

The name of the club’s leader was written as Swis, but the advisor… "Slote Slo? Who is that?"

Swis grinned cunningly, "The janitor! Isn’t it great? In principle, the school can’t refuse any staff designated by the club, but the staff themselves have the right to refuse. But I’ve already talked to Slote."

Luna was still in a state of shock. At the beginning of the school year, she thought Sylas was the "abnormal one," while at least the Rost Family twins and herself were "normal." But now she felt like she was the only normal one. "How did you manage to do this?"

Swis blew a whistle and said, "I told her that she could be our guide teacher and receive two extra coins every month! And she doesn’t have to attend our meetings, she just needs to sit for a while when someone from the school comes to check."

"Did she agree?"

"Of course, would you refuse two extra coins for no reason every month?"

…Oh… two coins might not mean much to Luna, but at least she has some concept of money unlike Sylas.

Everyone gathered together to choose classes, Sylas still filled her schedule, but she made time available in the evenings. Luna looked at her class schedule and shook her head, "Your motivation for choosing classes is too materialistic. If you don’t take some interesting classes, you’ll have regrets in your life. It’s hard to attend classes once you enter the tower."

Sylas’s class schedule was filled with practical lessons and advanced theory classes for the four major spells. Each class had high credit value and there were many students dedicated to studying elemental spells who would choose these classes. However, very few students would fully enroll in all four classes for one semester.

"…Hmm? Really? Isn’t it said that students from the tower come to the school to attend classes? Sometimes the teachers from the tower also come to the school to give lectures?" She heard it from Swis.

"That’s what they say, but it’s troublesome to leave the tower. You don’t really like going out now, and you’ll be even less willing to leave in the future. As a girl, you should cultivate your artistic upbringing."

"Such as?"

"For example, you can choose ancient poetry and music history with me. They are both very interesting!"

Sylas looked up, "Ancient poetry?"

"Mainly Gu Gaoboren’s poetry. How about that? This class will only be offered next semester."

"Okay, okay, when?"

She stretched her neck to look at Luna’s schedule. Luna even helped her write it down, with a different font. Luna’s handwriting was round and cute, even cuter than herself.

"Oh, by the way, I also have an exam. It’s the embroidery test on the collar."

"Element Envoy Test? You’re already taking it so soon? Who told you about it?"

"…The teacher said."

The word "teacher" suddenly rang an alarm in Luna’s heart, "Which teacher said that?"

"…what my teacher wants, I plan to pass one or several of them this year."

"Your teacher? What kind of person?"

"…that’s not important, how should I study?"

Luna was afraid that she would be attacked again, so she changed her words and said, "First, go and get the form to apply for the exam qualifications. They will give you the requirements. Exams usually take place during the summer vacation. Are you really going to stay at school during the summer vacation?"

Sylas lowered her head, her eyes filling with tears. Although she really wanted to see Xerath and spend time with her, the thought of Xerath being cold towards her made her feel sad, so she thought it would be better not to go back.

"Sometimes I think you should participate in more competitions and activities. That way, it will be easier for the wizards in the tower to notice you."

"How do the wizards in the tower choose their students?"

Luna explained, "First, the normal process is: the names of the wizards who are willing to take on apprentices are listed, and students can choose the wizard they like and write an application." She was getting used to talking to Sylas like this now.

"Are there any abnormal ways?"

"Of course there are, some wizards choose their own students, the ones who have good grades and character. And there are also wealthy families who send their children to familiar wizards."

Sylas thought to herself that Xerath must not be on the list, otherwise the annual application letters would fill up the Withered Leaf City mailbox.

"Because I am a space wizard, I want to learn from a teacher who only accepts students who graduate."

"Why?"

Luna shrugged, "Maybe because taking care of children is especially tiring?"

Sylas asked, confused, "Why?"

"Oh my, why do you keep asking why? Just think about your own childhood, didn’t it get annoying? I still remember when I was eight or nine, my mom threatened to send each of us to relatives in the countryside, because she couldn’t stand us anymore!"

When Sylas was around eight or nine years old, she would sit in the library every day and study with Xerath, which was undoubtedly a happy time. Xerath never seemed to get angry with her, even when she accidentally blew up the tower, Xerath would just fix the hole without saying a word.

So she still looked confused, not knowing why Luna’s mother wanted to kick Luna out. "Aren’t you scared? She said she doesn’t want you anymore."

Luna sneered, "She definitely won’t! Will she really throw me out? I don’t believe it!"

"Um… Why do you believe so strongly?"

Luna proudly said, "Because I am everyone’s little princess, and no one would abandon me."

Sylas chuckled along, but sighed in the end. She never had such confidence. The fear of being thrown away always accompanied her. Now, working so hard to study, at least half of Sylas’s goals were focused on "finding her way back across the desert after being kicked out of Aimekotes by Xerath in the future."

Luna’s sigh made her fumble with her hands. The usual act of being spoiled and seeking comfort was useless for Sylas. There was no way she could console her. Fortunately, she came up with a temporary solution – "change the subject."

"Shall we study witchcraft? How should we start?"

This move worked, and Sylas suddenly changed her tone excitedly, saying, "First, we need to search for research on ‘witchcraft.’ Tomorrow night, we will split up and take action. What do you think?"

Luna pretended to listen attentively, but in her heart, she thought: The hard work of the little fairy Sylas might just be a way to distract herself from something that makes her feel painful and sad. Ah, so pitiful.

To everyone’s surprise (including Swis), their club was quickly approved. Of course, the activity room was relatively small, located in the North Tower of "Sister Palace."

This place looks like nobody has been here for a very long time. Not even animals. The house is quite empty, mostly because there is not much furniture. Everywhere is covered in dust and the glass has a layer of mold. Spider webs hang in the corners, and there is a big spider crawling on them. The webs have some fist-sized cocoons, and some of them twitch occasionally.

"I think… I know why there are no living creatures here…"

Those fist-sized cocoons probably have mice inside.

Since there is only one man here (and he isn’t even the tallest), Swis holds back his disgust and raises his hands, saying, "Ladies, give me some space, let me kill it… ‘Huff huff…’"

"No!!! No no no no no no, don’t!!"

A scream comes from the other end of the corridor, piercing through Swis’s skull. He is forced to stop casting a spell as a round, fat body blocks the light at the end of the corridor, creating a gigantic shadow.

"Don’t hurt ‘Shirley’!!!"

"Shirley?" A middle-aged woman with a round, fat body squeezes in between them, forcefully pushing her way through to stand in front of the spider.

Luna screams, "Ah!!! The spider is going to eat you!"

The hairy spider with eight legs quickly rushed to the side of the plump lady, and gently rubbed against her little leg while Luna panicked and hugged Sylas, screaming.

The plump lady lifted it up like holding a cat, happily petted it and said, "Oh, my darling, you’ve cleaned yourself so well today, there’s no dust to be found."

Perhaps understanding the praise, the spider rhythmically swung its eight dangling legs.

Everyone stood at the door, horrified, watching the plump lady and her loving pet. Sylas sighed, diverting everyone’s attention to her.

What’s even more horrifying is that Sylas’s eyes were filled with envy.

"What are you envious of?"

"It’s a magical creature under a contract."

"What, how do you know?"

Sylas pointed to the side of the spider and said, "There’s writing under that patch of fur."

Everyone looked in the direction she pointed and indeed, the prickles that were concave there faintly formed words. Swis was the first to recognize it, covering his face and exclaiming, "Oh my goodness, what have I done? I actually wanted to attack a C-level demon beast?"

Miss Chubby and Shirley have become close. Shirley was tucked under her arm, and she greeted everyone with a big smile, saying, "Hello, cuties! I am your guide teacher, Slote Slo. Oh, Swis, we already know each other. Look, this is Shirley. Won’t you introduce your friends to me?"

The ladies shook her hand nervously. Sylas politely greeted her and said "Nice to meet you" to Shirley, who seemed to understand and lifted one of its feet.

Sylas held its foot firmly, looking very serious.