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◈ I Unleashed a Gossip Gallery in Another World ◈
Chapter 60: Academy Vacation Special Class (3)
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Ding-dong-dang-dong♪
How much time had passed since everyone’s attention focused on Elrod standing before the blackboard?
“That concludes today’s lesson....”
Realizing belatedly that the bell had rung, Professor Moria declared the end of class.
‘Thank goodness I made it through today.’
Only then did Elrod sigh in relief and turn to return to his seat.
“Elrod Durgel.”
“Ah, yes.”
Elrod stopped when Professor Moria called to him from behind.
“Do you have plans after school?”
At the question, Elrod scratched his head before answering.
“Ah.... I’m not an Academy student. I only came to take this special class.”
“....”
“I don’t have any particular plans. Ha ha....”
Professor Moria’s blank eyes widened even further.
“You aren’t an Academy student?”
“That’s right?”
“...Then were you homeschooled?”
She walked toward Elrod, continuing her questions.
“May I ask the name of your supervising instructor...?”
“No? I wasn’t homeschooled.”
Professor Moria abruptly stopped.
“...Then you’re self-taught?”
“Y-You could say that....”
Silence stretched between them.
“....”
Professor Moria stared at Elrod’s face for a long while before slowly turning away.
“Elrod, come to my office after school.”
“Pardon?”
As she put the papers from the lectern into her bag, she spoke in a low voice.
“...Let’s have a cup of coffee.”
With that, Professor Moria left the classroom.
‘What’s with the sudden coffee?’
Elrod was still standing there, bewildered, when...
“Hey, Elro...!”
“...?”
“...O-Older Brother.”
Eirin ran up to him, about to speak in her usual harsh tone before hastily changing her words.
“What’s with calling me Older Brother all of a sudden...?”
“If you’re my older brother, what else am I supposed to call you?”
“...Ah. Right.”
After checking the people around them, Eirin put a hand to Elrod’s ear and whispered.
“Hey, you don’t study.”
“Hm?”
“How did you do that just now? Did you cheat?”
Then Eirin glanced at Sepi, who was peeking from Elrod’s pocket.
“T-That cute spirit told you, right?”
Eirin immediately questioned Sepi.
“Hey, Sei. What’s one plus one?”
“Um.... Is it threeee?”
“...W-What? That’s weird.”
Sepi answered foolishly with a vacant expression, leaving Eirin even more baffled.
“Quit making a fuss. I’m leaving.”
“W-Wait!”
Eirin grabbed Elrod’s arm as he tried to leave the classroom and raised her voice.
“D-Do you know what you just did?”
“What?”
“You just directly rejected the Lugnox School’s Conformity Theory. Do you have any idea how insane that...?”
At that moment, hurried voices came from outside the classroom.
“Eirin, Professor Lugnox is calling for you!”
“Ah, y-yes! I’m coming!”
After answering, Eirin narrowed her eyes at her older brother from the branch family.
“...Y-You can’t prove it, can you?”
“....”
“You just said it, right? Yeah?”
Eirin’s voice gradually began to tremble.
“Someone as stupid as you.... There’s no way you could do something like that....”
“Eirin, what are you talking about?”
Elrod spoke with genuine curiosity.
“Doesn’t the Academy teach Template Multiplicity?”
For a while, Eirin could only stand there with her mouth open.
“Hah.”
How much time had passed?
“Eirin!”
“O-Okay! I’m going!”
When the teaching assistants shouted again from the hallway, Eirin finally came to her senses and headed out.
“....”
Eirin glanced back at Elrod and muttered with a stunned expression.
“...Older Brother, you’re a genius like me.”
After saying that, Eirin stared blankly at Elrod for a long while before finally disappearing from the classroom.
‘Something feels like it’s going in a strange direction....’
Only then did Elrod realize something was off and tilt his head again.
“Lord Elrod!”
“Could you repeat what you said earlier?”
“Please explain it to us too!”
Before he could figure out why, the young noble ladies rose from their seats and began gathering around him.
“Um.”
At the same time, Elrod ran out of the classroom without looking back.
“Ah, Lord Elrod! Where are you going?”
“We can show you around the Academy!”
“Lord Elrod!”
The noble ladies cast dignity aside and chased after him with wide eyes.
‘I should flee to the professor’s office first.’
As a result, Elrod chose to take refuge in the nearest safe place: the professor’s office.
“Elrod.... He’s popular.”
“But Princess Ruabel hasn’t even looked his way.”
“Hey, why would the Princess be interested in the second son of a count family?”
A handful of surviving male students watched the scene, murmured among themselves, and rose from their seats.
“Princess.... It has been a long time.”
“I greeted you at the ballroom last time....”
“Princess, you grow more beautiful with every passing day....”
Many noble ladies and young noblemen had already gathered around Princess Ruabel’s seat.
“Everyone.... Thank you.”
“Princess, there’s a special-class study group later....”
“I-If you don’t mind, perhaps you could join us....”
Princess Ruabel smiled warmly at everyone.
“However, I’m feeling a little unwell right now....”
“E-Excuse us!”
“I think I’ll go back to the dormitory and rest today....”
As Princess Ruabel spoke with a frail expression, the students scratched their heads, visibly disappointed.
“Princess.... You still seem quite unwell.”
“T-Then please get plenty of rest!”
“Poor Princess.... Having to lie in the dorm all day, even at the Academy....”
Princess Ruabel rested a chin on one hand, watched the chase unfolding in the hallway, and secretly smiled.
‘...Elrod will be tonight’s side dish.’
* * *
“Huff, huff....”
I ran into the faculty building, breathing heavily. Wiping the sweat pouring down my forehead with my sleeve, I muttered in a trembling voice.
“I thought I was going to die....”
I had nearly been caught and dragged around by the noble ladies.
Fortunately, after barely making it to the faculty building, no noble ladies followed me any farther.
“Master’s new body is too frail!”
“...I know, Sepi.”
“Assessment: Master will remain unable to properly wield a sword or accumulate mana for life!”
Sepi, peeking from my pocket, dealt me that painful blow.
‘That’s why I’m gathering vitality until my bones break.’
If I gathered enough vitality by using Sepi and someone beneath the Great Forest, I could improve this frail body that made it impossible to grow stronger no matter what I did.
Until then, though, I would have no choice but to risk my life even against noble ladies like this.
‘...I can’t use my last resort on noble ladies.’
Thinking that, I got up and opened the Gallery to assess the situation.
[✪Is it true Professor Moria summoned Elrod to her office?]
[✪Elrod <<< Did anyone understand even half of what he said in special class earlier?]
[✪Professor Moria’s Expression Changes Montage.JPG]
[✪Elrod <<< They say he wasn’t even homeschooled. Does that make any sense?]
What had happened today was already being rapidly shared on the Empire Village Gossip Gallery.
‘There are still more people using the Gossip Gallery.’
Several restrictions had been lifted since the Gallery Bill of Rights came into effect, but naturally, shady stories like these came out on the Gossip Gallery.
Anonymous1: Why are these fucking special-class assholes filling the Empire Village Gossip Gallery with stuff only they understand? LOL
ㄴAnonymous2: For real LOL. Is the Empire Village Gossip Gallery your personal blog?
ㄴAnonymous3: Can someone make an Academy Gossip Gallery already, fuck.
ㄴAnonymous4: So what the fuck did Elrod do? LOL
ㄴAnonymous5: But Moria <<< Isn’t this the first time she’s acted like this? Kind of interesting....
“Ugh....”
I was looking through the usual reactions on the Empire Village Gossip Gallery when I suddenly heard a commotion behind me.
‘This isn’t the time for that.’
It seemed several insane noble ladies had even obtained permission to enter the faculty building.
Knock, knock, knock....
I hurried over and knocked on the door bearing Professor Moria’s nameplate.
“Come in.”
As soon as I heard her voice, I opened the door and entered. Only then could I truly breathe a sigh of relief.
‘The inside is surprisingly ordinary.’
Professor Moria’s room looked unexpectedly normal.
‘If it had been the Witch of the West, she’d surely have plastered her space with that bizarre taste....’
Just as I completely let down my guard...
“Have a seat.”
“Ah, yes.”
Professor Moria, who had been sitting quietly, pointed to a soft sofa.
“What would you like for coffee? I have tea as well.”
“Just cold water, please.”
“...You sweat a great deal, student.”
Professor Moria set out an expensive tea set and asked, but after sweating so much, I wanted cold water more.
“Professor, why did you call me here?”
Only after receiving and drinking the cold water could I get to the point.
“Elrod, I called you because of the formula you scribbled on the blackboard earlier.”
Professor Moria picked up a document from the desk and handed it to me.
Swish....
When I accepted it and lowered my gaze, I saw a formula similar to the one from the blackboard.
<M−1(E)=Aargmin[Δ(E,M(A))+λΩ(A)]>
“This is...?”
“Take a look and explain it.”
Professor Moria had suddenly begun another test.
‘Is the test not over yet?’
Apparently, it was too early to relax.
Professor Moria still seemed determined to throw me out for fooling around during class.
“So.... Hmm.”
“Ah, excuse me. Perhaps I should explain a little...”
I stared intensely at the formula, then became fully immersed and began to speak.
“Find a template spell A that produces the result closest to phenomenon E, meaning the result of a spell, while not being excessively complex.... Is that it?”
Silence descended on the professor’s office.
“...Student, did you truly teach yourself?”
“Y-Yes, I did.”
I tilted my head amid the silence and looked up. At Professor Moria’s sudden question, I nodded again.
‘Was there even anyone capable of teaching me?’
Modern swordsmanship was one thing, but during my time as the previous Hero, I was the one who established how humans could use magic, something that had been exclusively the domain of dragons and spirits.
To teach me, at minimum, one would need engineering ability equal to Sigria’s, or the Goddess’s expertise in system design.
“Student.... This is the Inverse-Phase Alignment Problem, one of the Seven Great Problems of Magical Theory that has plagued magical academia for four hundred years.”
“....”
“And the reason this problem was presented to magical academia is...”
I had been lost in thought over the formula and did not properly hear Professor Moria’s words. I looked up and asked.
“Ah, excuse me. What did you say?”
“I mean, how this formula could be applied...”
“May I explain from there, Professor?”
Professors tended to value students more highly when they showed enthusiasm.
And the reason Professor Moria had deliberately shown me such a simple formula was probably to test my attitude rather than my skill.
So now was the time to pretend to be as interested as possible in this simple formula, incomplete though it was, and win Professor Moria’s favor.
“Certainly.... If it were proven that this condition holds, there would be so much we could do.”
I needed Professor Moria to think well of me.
I had to somehow flatter the person with the power to decide whether I would be sealed away at the Academy for three years, so I could avoid being kicked out of the special class.
“By looking only at a spell’s result and phenomenon, we could identify what kind of magic was used.”
“....”
“Even if the template spell were encrypted, or even if we could not tell what sort of system it used....”
That was why I began explaining diligently, based on what I understood.
“...Please continue.”
Professor Moria, silently watching me, encouraged me in a low voice.
‘She’s trying to catch even one mistake.’
So I began thinking even faster, considering everything that might be possible if this formula held true.
“For example, copying spells would be easy, and ancient spells could be restored without much effort.”
“...And?”
“Magical crime investigations would become easier too. Identifying which spell was used in a crime is important to magical jurisprudence.”
But as I continued thinking, more and more ideas began coming to mind.
‘This formula is really interesting....’
It reminded me of staying up all night discussing things with Sigria and the mage from the Hero’s party long ago. Enjoying myself, I began pouring out more varied guesses.
“Even in magical defense.... We could implement real-time adaptive barrier formations. We could analyze attack spells in real time and trace their templates.”
“Hah....”
“Dwigellium.... No, Template Mithril could do something similar, but it ultimately can’t prevent the raw material itself from being consumed....”
Then I thought I heard a sigh from in front of me, so I cautiously checked Professor Moria’s expression.
“...Is that all?”
Professor Moria, who had been quietly watching me, apparently was not satisfied with my answer yet.
“Still, wouldn’t magical engineering benefit most from this formula?”
So I had no choice but to mention the final possibility, which I assumed was the formula’s original purpose.
“Normally, magical engineering involves setting a template spell, changing its phase this way and that, then repeating experiments....”
“....”
“If this formula holds, we could make a device that lists all possible template spells and phases simply by entering the desired experimental result.”
For example, imagine a spell that freezes only objects within a one-hundred-meter radius, does not affect living creatures, and costs the caster no more than ten mana.
If we wanted to create such a spell, we could simply enter the conditions and make the most suitable spell immediately, without needing to conduct research.
To be honest, when creating such spells, you could generally just muddle through by feel.
That was what I did, and the mage from the Hero’s party had also said you could roughly figure it out by feel, so that was probably right.
But for novice mages without good instincts or sufficient knowledge, it would be excellent teaching material.
“If we selected the template with the highest conformity, experiments that would take a year could be completed in a day!”
Of course, if it involved theoretical magic rather than practical combat magic, it would drastically shorten research time, so it could be quite useful to me as well.
‘Would it be all right to research this later and apply it for personal use?’
If formulas like this were being taught in an Academy special class, then magical theory must have developed brilliantly compared to the era I lived in.
“....”
I was smiling with emotion at that thought when Professor Moria’s expression seemed somewhat strange.
“...Professor?”
I watched Professor Moria’s reaction again, then spoke quietly.
“Ah, yes.... I’m listening.”
“Um.... Is that enough explanation?”
“Yes, yes....”
Professor Moria nodded but continued looking at me with a vacant expression.
‘Is she very tired?’
I was starting to think Professor Moria, rather than me, should be drinking coffee when...
“Just as you explained.... The moment this problem is proven possible, magical theory itself will change completely.”
“I suppose so.”
“A so-called reverse-calculation revolution.... A new era will begin.”
Professor Moria suddenly spoke with a serious expression.
“But for four hundred years, this problem has never been proven.”
I doubted my own ears.
‘An unsolved problem for four hundred years?’
This was not part of the regular Academy curriculum?
“According to the conformity equation organized by the Lugnox School, the current mainstream school, magic producing the same phenomenon can only be made with a single template and phase.”
Professor Moria handed me another sheet of paper as I stood there with a bewildered expression.
“And.... Look at this.”
I blankly accepted it. A familiar formula was neatly written on the paper.
“What I recently presented to the academic world....”
“It’s the formula I wrote on the blackboard earlier?”
“...Yes. The Multi-Template Theory.”
When I raised my head again, Professor Moria was looking at me with a grave expression.
“Student Elrod and I have had exactly the same thought.”
“R-Really...?”
“You, who have never attended the Academy or received instruction from anyone....”
Silence settled over the professor’s office once more.
‘No, fuck, this problem had that much significance?’
In that silence, I began to break out in a cold sweat.
“Student, you said you could prove this problem.”
“I-I, ha ha ha....”
“Of course, I don’t believe that’s possible.”
Professor Moria continued to watch me gravely, her voice gradually trembling.
“Even I have no idea how to prove the Multi-Template Theory.”
How much time passed?
“Still.... I’m only asking just in case.”
“....”
“Can you really prove it?”
Professor Moria pulled her chair closer and stared directly at me.
‘...I don’t think the proof would be difficult.’
In fact, proving it would not be difficult.
The proof was already complete in my head, and I had been considering how to use it.
‘But.... I don’t want to steal this young professor’s achievement overnight.’
If I completed the proof just like this, it would feel like I was taking Professor Moria’s achievement away.
‘And.... I’m starting to get the picture.’
That was not the only problem.
‘If I prove this, I’m fucked.’
I had not known this was one of the Seven Great Problems.
And if I, someone everyone mistakenly believed had taught himself, proved it overnight?
At that point, I could truly say goodbye to a peaceful life.
Living as the Gossip Gallery Eraser was hard enough. As Elrod too, I would never get a day of sleep.
‘I refuse to let that happen....’
Fortunately, though, I could still salvage this.
“I-I just.... Said it.”
“Pardon?”
“How should I put it? I thought it would sound cool if I said I couldn’t organize it because there was too much blank space.... Ha ha.”
If I said that, I could remain nothing more than a student with decent instincts.
“...Is that so?”
But Professor Moria’s expression turned cold the moment she heard that, and she turned her head away.
“Well, I had expected that to some degree....”
What Professor Moria began sighing over and fiddling with was a professor-only panel for managing Academy student records.
‘Wait, why is she touching the professor panel?’
Naturally, I was included in that academic records system because I had an entry pass as an Academy special-class student.
‘Don’t tell me.... Is she finally going to throw me out of the special class?’
The excuse of, “Would she really throw me out after I’ve done this much?” would not work.
At the Academy, professors held immense authority.
Even Moria, a visiting professor rather than a regular one, had the authority to throw out any student she disliked for whatever reason.
“I’ll grant you some points, so you may leave...”
“B-But I have an idea!”
The moment Professor Moria opened her mouth, I hurriedly raised my voice and drowned out the rest.
“Ah, ha ha.... I mean, please hear me out.”
Even if I did not prove it myself, I could provide ideas to someone who was already somewhat close to the answer.
“The point is to find a template based only on the resulting phenomenon and phase, right?”
If Professor Moria’s research progressed after being inspired by a hint disguised as the foolish idea of a student with good instincts, she might reconsider throwing me out too.
“Then.... Why not make a device that reverse-calculates the template from the phenomenon and phase?”
“....”
“Um.... I don’t know how to make it, but if you make a device like that, it seems like you could do it without much trouble?”
That was why I deliberately rambled in vague terms.
“Student.”
Professor Moria stared at me again and spoke with another serious expression.
“...That is exactly where I am stuck.”
I slightly regretted saying it.
‘Did she seriously think that?’
It seemed I should have said something even stupider.
“Have you heard of Magical Quantum Mechanics?”
“...?”
“Hmm, explaining it would take a while. It is a recently proposed minority theory....”
As I began sweating coldly again, Professor Moria suddenly rummaged through her briefcase and continued speaking.
“Ah, I know roughly what that is.”
My eyes lit up again, and I started making another statement that might win Professor Moria’s favor.
“For example, if you put a cat in a box and create a device that has a fifty percent chance of killing it within an hour....”
“....”
“Until you open the box, the cat exists in a state where life and death overlap. Isn’t that roughly it?”
At this point, I had given up pretending to be stupid.
Instead, I needed to create the impression that a student with good instincts had accidentally offered a hint through an odd thought.
>DungeonMaster: Database search returned 0 results.
>DungeonMaster: No such paper has ever been published!
Fortunately, it seemed no one in this world had the insane idea of putting a cat in a box.
At least, that much was certain from what Sepi had secretly told me through the Gallery Log.
“Student....”
But Professor Moria froze while rummaging through her briefcase after hearing my words.
“Did you read the Uncertainty Principle I presented?”
“Pardon?”
“When.... When did you read it?”
At her question, I wore a confused expression and answered without thinking.
“...Didn’t you say you had never written anything like that, Professor?”
Silence followed.
“Ah, right....”
Professor Moria stared blankly at me in the silence, rubbing her temple.
“The paper has not been published yet....”
Professor Moria suddenly stopped speaking.
“....”
She turned her gaze back to me and began wearing an expression as if she had realized something.
“My papers.... Do you often read them?”
“Th-That....”
By then, I could not take back what I had said.
“As a h-hobby?”
Professor Moria had been blankly staring at me when she suddenly grabbed my hand.
“Haah, Lord Elrod....”
“...You have time tonight, don’t you?”
* * *
How much time had passed like that?
“Haah....”
By the time the sunlight through the window disappeared and the sky began to darken...
‘It’s already night....’
I stared out the window with hollow eyes, then quietly opened the Gallery window.
[Noble Ladies Gossip Gallery]
[Anonymous: Elrod <<< When the hell is he coming out???]
[Anonymous: My husband is late.... Everyone’s waiting for their husband in the dorms, hehe.]
[Anonymous: Elrod <<< Upvote if you think he hides as thoroughly as the Emperor’s hair LOLLLLL]
[Anonymous: Today’s fooood is~ A lunchbox I made for my husband that’s gone cold~ Fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!]
[Anonymous: Don’t tell me he’s still in the professor’s office? LOL]
‘If you know I’m trapped in the professor’s office, come save me, you bitches.’
I had never imagined that I would want the noble ladies I had risked my life fleeing from earlier to come rescue me.
“The point is the traces left after magic has been cast.”
The reason was that Professor Moria had spent all this time spreading her papers before me and enthusiastically explaining the theory.
“Even if you try to infer the template and phase from those traces....”
“...The magical elements disappear into the microscopic world, so the Uncertainty Principle prevents us from properly analyzing them.”
“Yes, exactly!”
When I finally lost my fight against sleepiness and blurted out the key point, Professor Moria’s eyes widened.
“Even my fellow scholars couldn’t properly understand it!”
Even though the night had deepened, Professor Moria’s eyes shone with the excitement of a child.
“Ha ha....”
All while tightly holding my hand again.
“Anyway, the conclusion is that by the time you open the box, the cat has already disappeared.”
“....”
“From the traces left by the cat alone.... You can’t know what state the cat was in.”
Professor Moria’s face suddenly darkened.
“Lugnox directly refuted my theory by raising that exact point.”
For an instant, a murderous expression passed across her face.
“Something about how the Goddess does not play dice....”
“....”
“That person who couldn’t even look me in the eye before, daring to....”
That was somewhat chilling, but at any rate, this discussion seemed to be nearing its end.
‘We’re almost there.’
Professor Moria had just spoken the only solution with her own mouth.
‘Just give her the final hint and get out quickly....’
I lightly cleared my throat and addressed Professor Moria, who was still muttering alone with a cold expression.
“Professor, um....”
“Yes! Lord Elrod!”
Professor Moria nodded with shining eyes. Somewhere along the way, the title she used for me had changed from student to lord.
“Ah, no.... Student.”
“....”
“P-Please, speak.”
That title was immediately changed back, of course.
“Ah, so.... This just occurred to me?”
That made me feel somehow more uneasy, but it was time to end this situation.
“Why not break the Uncertainty Principle?”
“Student, if that were easy, it would not be one of the Seven Great Problems.”
“That is true, but....”
I could confidently say that I did my best not to give a direct answer.
“Of course, theoretically, the Uncertainty Principle is an absolute rule....”
Still, I had to mix a somewhat decisive clue into my words.
“But what if there were an absolute observer?”
“...?”
“If there were a transcendent being that could determine the outcome simply by observing it and leave an absolute record, could it not offset uncertainty to some degree?”
Professor Moria looked at me and muttered with an uneasy expression.
“Are you trying to move from theory to religious faith?”
“N-No, it’s not like that....”
“Well, certainly, it would be nice if such an observer existed....”
Professor Moria fell into silent thought.
“Still, there is no way such a being exists.”
My mental strength was beginning to reach its limit, so I finally resolved myself and spoke the hint aloud.
“Professor Lugnox said it too. The Goddess does not play dice....”
Then...
“...Student.”
Professor Moria suddenly widened her eyes and called to me.
“Could you say that again?”
“The Goddess does not play dice?”
Professor Moria stared quietly at me for a while, then her body slowly began to tremble.
“What if such a being truly exists in this world.... And observation devices already exist across the entire continent?”
“....”
“What if they exist as non-contact virtual devices, so the subjectivity of the device’s user cannot affect them?”
Professor Moria began rapidly speaking with an expression as if she had realized something. It seemed she had finally reached the answer.
“The Gallery system....”
“....”
“Professor, do you mean the goddess’s boon that has spread roots across the entire continent?”
So I drove the final nail into her thought with a slightly surprised expression.
“A virtual simulation space the Goddess spread across the entire world! Why had I not thought of that!?”
Professor Moria sprang to her feet, scattering papers everywhere as she frantically wrote something on blank parchment.
“If I make an observation device in a virtual world rather than reality and synchronize it with the Gallery system to create a simulation...!”
Then a cheer nearly like a scream burst from her mouth.
“Ah, ahh...!”
“Professor?”
“Ahhh!”
Seeing that, I could be certain.
‘The world will make another great leap forward.’
This achievement discovered today would probably soon shake magical theory itself.
‘...Still, she’s an amazing person.’
And the owner of that achievement was not me, but Professor Moria standing before me.
‘At such a young age.... She’ll surely become a great scholar remembered throughout history.’
Wishing for Professor Moria’s future success in my heart, I finally rose from my seat.
“Then I’ll be going now.”
“...Pardon?”
“Goodbye, Professor!”
I cheerfully said goodbye and headed out of the professor’s office.
‘Still, I contributed to the world once more, so I should rest comfortably for a while....’
But just as I reached for the doorknob...
“Wait!”
Professor Moria suddenly shouted urgently from behind me.
“Professor Moria?”
“Haah, haah....”
“What is it?”
I stopped and turned around. Professor Moria had leapt from her seat, run over, and grabbed my arm.
“Professor, it’s late, so I should be going....”
“...Where are you going?”
“T-To the dormitory?”
“...Why?”
“B-Because.... I need to sleep?”
I stammered without thinking and broke into a cold sweat.
“....”
Professor Moria continued standing there silently, holding my arm.
“...What is it?”
I spoke again with a slightly bewildered expression when...
“Student Elrod....”
Professor Moria pulled on my arm and made a chilling statement.
“...Have you considered becoming a graduate student?”
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