Chapter 55. Master Class (9)

Translator: Atlas     Editor: Ambrtrn

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“Master…I don’t want to do this again.”

Flynn was fed up.

Gael also looked a little shocked.

“..Don’t worry. There won’t be another man born the same for at least the next few decades.”

She also admitted that Damien was a strange being.

Flynn grabbed Gael’s hand.

“Elizabeth will repair your sword later. Our task here is finished. Now we must complete the rest of our schedule.”

“Can’t we get some rest?”

“Unfortunately, no.”

Flynn was unable to rest because of his inflexible master.

He looked at Damien in silence.

He wanted to ask him questions when he woke up, but it seemed he couldn’t do it now. But sooner or later he would see him again.

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It was less than 15 days, except for the time to travel to the Academy.

***

The evaluators, including Elizabeth, walked slowly towards Damien.

Sylverine followed them.

An evaluator checked Damien’s condition.

“He has internal bleeding.”

Then he recited a spell. Soon a bluish glow appeared in the evaluator’s hand, and the light gradually moved to Damien’s body.

The evaluator, who stood up, looked at Sylverine.

“He will sleep soundly for a night, and when he wakes up he will be much better.”

“Thanks.”

Then an evaluator pulled a scroll from his breast pocket.

When he unrolled it, the scroll floated in the air.

This evaluator signed his name with the fire that appeared on the tip of his finger.

Then the scroll flew to the evaluator next to him.

And so on, until the scroll reached Elizabeth.

Elizabeth erased Gael’s name written at the bottom.

Gael’s name was replaced by hers.

Finally she signed.

The parchment was rolled up after all the formalities were finished. A Stitch flew high into the sky with the scroll.

***

Sylverine was sitting up in bed.

Damien slept soundly beside her.

She pushed his hair away from his face.

“I’ve never seen you take care of someone before.”

Sylverine turned her head toward the voice.

Elizabeth was on the balcony, her back to the sunlight.

“I said I’d take responsibility for him.”

The Sylverine she knew would not take responsibility for anyone.

“Aside from the power he possesses, is there another reason you chose Damien?”

She changed the subject without answering the question.

“Why didn’t you go back to the Academy with Gael?”

Elizabeth did not press Sylverine further on the subject.

“Now we’re going to the Saint.”

“Saint?”

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