Anyway, there are only two roads to choose from: heading west to the New Continent, or east to the Academic State.
His family had just moved back from the New Continent, so they couldn't take the old path again. Thus, they went east.
At least here in the Academic State, it's safer. No need to risk life and limb on the front lines against Demons, or exhaust oneself dealing with those officers who exploit their distance from the Emperor to act recklessly.
When the conversation turned to reincarnation, the young n looked at each other, gradually losing interest.
That's a topic beyond their horizons; they didn't want to think that far ahead, at least not before they made the most of this life.
Barrett secretly gathered his strength, planning to do so more previewing before the lights went out. But just then, the sound of footsteps and arrogant shouting ca from outside.
"Silence! Shut your mouths and get into your beds!"
The young n frantically scrambled onto their beds like ducks being herded into their pen.
Barrett included.
He buried his head in the bed, enduring the housemaster's loud yelling, while cursing in his heart—
What a show-off!
Just wait until I beco a professor, then I'll take you down!
Unfortunately.
He had overestimated his mory. Not even ntioning whether he could beco a professor, if he truly beca one, he would probably have forgotten this incident completely by then.
But it made no difference.
He could still vent that pent-up and inexplicable frustration on other apprentices.
...
The magic crystal lamp in the dormitory went out, but the energetic young n weren't ready to sleep yet.
The roommates chatted small talk in their beds, discussing life and ideals, forming a circle of sorts.
Barrett didn't want to mix in with those childish topics, but was forced to listen for most of the night, not getting a good sleep the whole night.
The next morning, he dozed off, ignoring everyone, and went alone to the efficiency-driven apprentice dining hall, finding an unclaid seat.
A loaf of bread dusted with sugar flew automatically to his front, saving him the trouble of deciding what to eat.
He had just taken a bite of the bread when he heard excited chatter from beside him.
"...You won't believe what happened, the honorable Prince Colin is actually going to teach us personally!"
A class with Prince Colin?!
Barrett was stunned, almost dropping the chewed-up bread from his mouth onto the plate.
How co no one told ?
He felt like a blind hyena lost in the vast snowy plains.
Luckily, fate was kind to him, another chance to change destiny ca his way.
Barrett quickly perked up his ears, listening closely to the conversation from the nearby circle.
anwhile, Kurs, boasting about his "intel," noticed Ilana's attention on him and beca even more eager to display his knowledge.
"... I got this news from the assistant, apparently his open class starts later this morning! It's worth four credits, you still have ti to register. Although these four credits aren't much use to us mages, they're quite useful for you preparatory students! I've heard his class isn't too difficult, and he's a very approachable person, it'd be a waste not to get those credits!"
He caught his breath and continued to reveal more.
"By the way, that prince is really generous, I heard an assistant received a fine Demon Crystal just for helping him on a journey... That item isn't easy to buy at the market, you'd have to place a bounty at the adventurer's guild."
"Oh? Sounds interesting." Ilana's eyes shimred faintly, a rare curiosity lifting her expression.
Finn looked brightly at Kurs, and eagerly asked.
"What's the Prince planning to teach us?"
Kurs proudly beckoned him to co closer, enunciating a novel word.
"Science."
Finn was taken aback, Ilana's expression was also a bit odd, staring at him confusedly.
"What's that?"
This question stumped Kurs, as he only knew Prince Colin planned to teach the apprentices, but didn't actually know what kind of science the Prince intended to teach. He could only guess chaotically.
"Uh... I suspect it's so profound theory originating from the Imperial Court, probably shorthand for 'The Colin Theory'. Whether it's useful or not, the credits are real, if you're curious you could go listen... If I have the ti, I plan to check it out too."
"Colin's Theory..." Finn murmured, his eyes filled with admiration for the Prince he had yet to et.
In his view, to na a theory after oneself is sothing only legendary sages could achieve.
"Let's just go check it out then." With a spoon gently stirring her cup of milk, Ilana succinctly said.
She was originally planning to do so, just didn't expect the Prince to be so approachable, nor for the opportunity to co so soon.
anwhile, not far from their table, a certain Barrett couldn't sit still any longer.
He stord through the food on his plate like a whirlwind, then sprang up from his chair with a whoosh, quickly rushing out of the dining hall.
While on his island of solitude, he couldn't hear the complete conversation over there, but words like Prince Colin, open class, lecture hall, and four credits hooked into his ears.
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