Chapter: 215
If you ask a common student currently enrolled in the Soul Academy who they respect the most, the answer will typically boil down to one of two choices.
One is Phoebe, the Saintess of the Church of God.
Though she hails from humble beginnings, she was chosen by the divine to become the Church’s Saintess, symbolizing hope to commoners.
Despite achieving a status even kings can’t easily engage with, she maintains her humility.
Her overwhelming abilities fitting for the title of a Saint.
Her beauty shines even from afar.
There are many reasons the masses adore her, but typically, it’s her nobility that attracts admiration from the common folk.
In the current continent, the status of commoners isn’t really high.
Most of them live with an obligation to serve the nobles from the moment they are born.
Sure, a few talented individuals have made names for themselves, but that’s the exception—not the rule.
Most commoners ponder survival over happiness.
Phoebe was their savior.
She has traveled to where death lurked ever since she became a saint.
To those starving from famine.
To those spilling blood in war.
To those born in alleyways, wandering aimlessly, set to vanish one day.
To those faced with disasters, unable to even dig graves.
Commoners may not know much about past Saints.
However, they are well aware of who the current Saintess is.
To them, Phoebe represents a symbol of hope and proof that gods exist in this world.
Some commoners even see her as a god, illustrating the immense influence she wields.
Now, who is this Professor Luca, who competes with someone like Phoebe?
He is an unfortunate child who grew up in an orphanage, yet rose from the bottom, showcasing his talents and skills leading him to enroll in the Soul Academy.
After graduating, he made significant waves in various fields, proving that while there may be differences in skill among common graduates, none really lack talent.
He became the youngest professor at the Soul Academy, educating countless bright minds.
He is a person who doesn’t discriminate based on rank, judging solely on one’s skills.
Among the students at the Academy, almost no one has negative remarks about Professor Luca.
Especially for common students, he stands as an object of admiration and aspiration.
While those seeking hope look up to Phoebe, those with ambition gaze upon Professor Luca.
While Phoebe loves everyone equally, keeping her generosity in check, Luca is different. He’s happy to show favoritism toward those he cares about and lead them on the path to success.
He extends a hand to the talented ones. Those waiting to be polished like gemstones. If they bloom, they could make a name for themselves across the continent.
Professor Luca helps these individuals shine bright in the world.
The exact methods are unclear, but it’s evident that his gemstones wield considerable influence everywhere in the current continent.
Thus, those entering the Academy look forward to Professor Luca reaching out, hoping he’ll help them complete their own gems.
On the day the second semester began, when he visited the classroom, many students had red eyes filled with hopes and dreams.
They were curious about who among them would receive the blessings of Professor Luca’s guidance, perhaps secretly hoping it might be them.
However, those who observed Professor Luca’s movements found that their expectations went unfulfilled.
He stopped in front of a girl who appeared indifferent as she rested her chin on her hand.
“Miss Alrn, could we have a word?”
This was somewhat expected.
If you ask who among the new students showcased the greatest talent this year, surely everyone would mention one name.
Lucy Alrn.
The girl once shamed as the disgrace of the Alrn family.
However, now she stands as an embodiment of the belief that there’s no failure in the blood of the Alrn family.
Since enrolling at the Academy, Lucy Alrn has been scripting her own heroic story, transforming from a villain loathed by everyone into a holy figure that commands the attention of the entire kingdom in just half a year.
Her talent. Her glow. The worth of Lucy Alrn as a person.
Of course, the man who loves to nurture talent, Luca, would take interest in the radiant talent that is Lucy Alrn.
Those who were betting on who would garner Luca’s interest must have felt absurdly foolish afterward since it was a matter of course.
The noble students sighed, resigned to the obviousness of it all, but the common students reacted differently.
It was jealousy.
Unlike themselves, who could lose their one shot at a chance and fade away, nobles like Lucy merely needed to grab one out of many opportunities.
Jealousy towards the undeniable, dazzling talents.
And most importantly, jealousy towards someone monopolizing the attention of two figures they admire and aspire to be close with: Phoebe and Luca.
In the Academy, commoners mostly relate closely with each other. They have to, or risk being trampled by the nobles.
In the ever-expanding commoner community, a recently hot topic of discussion is none other than the Saintess.
“Doesn’t it seem like the Saintess has been overly fond of Lucy Alrn lately?”
Just one such remark created quite the ripple.
The common students in the Academy are also aware.
That even the noble and lofty Saintess is still a human being.
Thus, forcing her to love everyone equally is incredibly cruel.
If they truly care for Phoebe, it’s only right to wish for her own happiness, regardless of her choices.
But understanding it in the mind is very different from feeling it in the heart.
The Saintess had scolded those speaking ill of Lucy Alrn.
That’s possible.
She had dined with Lucy Alrn.
That’s also possible.
They trained together.
Sure thing.
They went out to play together.
Also possible.
They ventured through dungeons together.
Possible.
During a festival, she defended Lucy Alrn in front of various influential people there.
That’s also true.
She publicly declared her friendship with her.
Such things.
It was clear to everyone in the Academy that Lucy Alrn is someone precious to the Saintess.
The commoners could hardly view her differently.
When the hand of Luca reached towards someone like that, how could they possibly see this with a clear view?
“Why should I listen to a little pest like you, Professor? I’m not interested.”
Did you hear that rebuttal?
Calling him a little pest? Someone who could be giving her the opportunity of a lifetime—to put it lightly!
“Miss Alrn, could you please reconsider? This is important.”
The sharp glares from the commoners hold names of their own.
Jealousy, hatred, enmity, resentment.
It reflected the frustration of wanting to know why those with all advantages took even their little bits.
*
[The mentor’s grace is like the heavens]
[Clear all trials given by the young professor, Luca!]
[Reward: ???]
[Failure: GAME OVER]
Oh, heck no! This pathetic god, you absolute jerk!
After just a small complaint, you decide to hit me with this?!
Is this some sort of joke?!
It’s not like I deliberately tried to provoke you! I’m just saying what’s right!
If you had boosted my reputation in a positive way, I wouldn’t have brought this up at all!
The more I think about it, the more unfair it seems.
Why do I have to bear responsibility for your weird actions, but if I throw a tantrum, I get punished?
Is it because you’re a god?!
Does that give you the right to act as if you’re above me?!
Just you wait. One day, you’ll regret turning me into your Apostle and messing with me!
“Miss Alrn?”
I snapped back to reality at Luca’s voice as I chewed on my lips.
“Are you thinking about changing your mind?”
Oh, Luca, you really don’t get it, do you? Up until now, I was the boss, but now I’m at your mercy. No matter what trials you throw at me, I can only comply.
Of course, I won’t bother to inform you of this.
If this lunatic figured it out, who knows what sort of nonsense he might make me do?
What if this world’s Luca turns out to be a total pervert, throwing me into maid outfits while serving him?!
“Yes! Just glorious, being a masochistic maid for a pathetic god!”
I know, I know, I’m going a bit nuts here.
But I just can’t deal with the reality of this whole mess without letting my imagination run wild!
‘Fine, Professor Luca.’
“Cuddling up to a little girl? I thought you were low-level scum can’t keep themselves in check! Is your goal pervy behavior?”
“That’s absolutely not the case, Miss Alrn!”
Watching the usual calm look slip from Luca’s face as cold sweat dripped down, prevented me from not laughing.
This is why being a brat is so fun…
But no, I need to hold it together.
No matter how crazy I get, I can’t lose myself in it.
This is all part of the pathetic god’s plan! Am I really going to play along with that creep’s desires?!
No way!
‘Just kidding! I’ll go along with it.’
“I know. I was just teasing you with that, but look at you getting all flustered. Is this what being an adult looks like? Pathetic. Well, okay. Since you’re begging, I’ll go with you.”
“Your Ladyship, I am not a perverted professor, I am Luca!”
I know, I know. But it’s not like I can call you anything else. You can always choose to remove the bratty skill if you want!
Alright, let’s think positively!
Right now, Luca rates my talent highly. It’s clear he’s trying to snag me, which means I can steer things his way.
By guiding as this trials, for my own growth.
In games, I’d pray for good quests, but this is reality, right?
I’ll get stronger! I’ll become someone making that pathetic god squirm, and that insufferable evil deity anxious!
Then, I’ll invade the divine realm and give that pathetic god a good punch in the face.
It’s pretty clear how vile and repulsive they’re gonna look, right?
And when I face him, I’ll throw shade at that disgusting, horrifying face and make it turn red with embarrassment.
Without a doubt!
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