Chapter 108: "Name."
Amy didn't understand the situation at all, and didn't understand why the topic suddenly jumped from discussing the solution to the Fire Festival. He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly realized: whoever won the right to stay in Edith could face the nobles who caused the trouble! In other words, they could have a big fight!
So that's how it is!
He also squeezed to the front of the crowd, raised his hand, and volunteered, shouting: "My family can also--"
"Just stop joining in the fun." Bell couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward, grabbed Amy's neck with his arm and pulled her back until she rolled her eyes and said, "Shut up."
Edith was silent for a second: "We'll talk about this later."
There was nothing she could do last year in Oliver City, and this year she really didn’t plan to spend it in the Turner family.
While comforting him, she looked up, wanting to ask Ivan for details, and unexpectedly found Shelly standing not far away.
Edith raised an eyebrow.
Everyone around him also noticed Shelly's presence. Although they were usually quite arrogant, they immediately restrained themselves because he was a teacher after all—and a teacher they were not very familiar with.
"Why is the teacher here in the student seats?" Amy quietly approached Tuttle, "What are you doing here?"
"Looking for Edith." Tuttle said casually, "Didn't Edith just assign him as an assistant?"
"Wow..." Amy smacked her lips, a little envious, "Really? I was surprised that she could be an assistant as a freshman at the beginning of the semester, but I didn't expect that she would be in charge of two classes before the end of the semester."
It's so interesting.
Tuttle didn't respond. He narrowed his eyes, studying Shelly's expression.
This person gives people a weird feeling.
"Did Professor Scott know Edith before?" he turned to Hedda and asked. Edith was her study partner, so she should know her best.
"I don't know." Heda looked confused, "I guess he doesn't know her?"
"Edith has only been in the capital for a short time, and she is not taking his class. She should have met him once or twice at most."
That's strange.
Tuttle couldn't tell what he felt. He watched Edith say goodbye to everyone very naturally, turn around and walk towards Teacher Scott, and politely bow. He could only frown and say, "Maybe I'm wrong."
......
"...You don't have to salute."
Shelly looked at the people passing by and forced himself to suppress the word "teacher" from his mouth. Edith strode forward without looking away: "How can that be? You are a teacher now."
She put emphasis on the word "teacher", as if trying to make up for what Shelly didn't say.
Shelly: “…”
Shelly: "Who were you talking to just now, a classmate?"
Edith thought for a while and said, "Technically speaking, we are friends."
I don’t have to focus on research in this life, and I have somehow completed the social tasks that I couldn’t complete in my previous life.
Shelly was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and said, "That's great."
Whenever Edith walks on the street now, she will receive countless gazes, but the curiosity is not about the relationship between her and Shelly, but only about her herself - countless people are curious about her.
Sure enough, finding a cover for myself and Shelly was the right choice.
She glanced around, then looked away with satisfaction, and introduced casually, "The red-haired Miss Turner, also known as Hedda. I entered the academy as her companion. Thanks to her for her insight, otherwise I might still be in Oliver City now."
Shelly: "Oliver City?"
Edith: "Well, I was reincarnated in a slum there."
The two walked to the laboratory at this time. Shelly closed the door, and Edith let out a breath, finally daring to speak loudly: "I haven't told you the process yet... Anyway, after drinking that cup of tea, I found myself as Edith Griffin in the slums of Oliver City. I accidentally discovered that I had magic power, and in the process of using it, I attracted a passing great magician, who recommended me to Lynch's house as a companion.
Unexpectedly, Lynch’s then-fiancée, Hedda, took a liking to me and took me away, so I was able to study at Beaujolais College.”
Shelly listened quietly, his hands pressed motionlessly on the corner of the table, even his nails turned a little white.
Edith said it lightly, but he sounded terrified.
Slums... He himself came from the slums and also had magical talent, but was still sold as a slave by his parents. Edith was lucky to meet a good-intentioned great magician. If she had met someone with bad intentions, she wouldn't know where he would be now.
fortunately......
"What's the name of that great mage?"
He asked casually, and Edith didn't think much about it, and said casually, "Gray Green. Bell is his student. Gray was afraid that I couldn't adapt to the academy, so he asked Bell to invite me to the same dormitory."
She was indeed lucky, and although she did run into some crazy people, most of the people she met were very nice.
Shelly made a silent note in his mind, nodded, and led Edith to the inner laboratory: "I'm sorry that I took your body away by force and didn't allow the Pharmacy Association to bury you."
He paused - it always felt weird to talk about burial in front of someone who was still alive.
"It's okay, thank you for bringing me out, otherwise my hope of returning to my original body would be slim." Edith shook her head and stood at the door, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.
——The last time I came here, I was delivering materials as Dean Keith’s assistant...
Shelly walked in front, not noticing her discomfort. When he entered the room, he subconsciously slowed down his steps and walked in carefully, holding onto the edge of the ice coffin.
Edith finally saw herself in her entirety.
"...I slept so well." She sighed, gently placing her hand on her own hand, feeling it in silence.
Although the ice coffin has the word "ice" on it, it has nothing to do with real ice. It is surrounded by dense magic arrays, and through the interweaving of different magic threads, the body lying inside is maintained in the same state as when it first came in.
The leaked magic power will penetrate the skin, causing slight damage and giving people a cool touch, hence the name ice coffin.
Edith closed her eyes and slowly raised her hand. Strangely, this time, not only her upper arm near the ice coffin, but her entire arm and palm could feel the biting cold. She opened her eyes suspiciously: "Is my body leaking magic?"
Otherwise the pain in the palm cannot be explained.
Shelly nodded: "It should be."
That was why he was determined to take her body away, refused to let the Pharmacy Association interfere, and waited for the teacher to wake up with a faint hope.
"Why?" Edith murmured to herself, "Didn't I originally have no magic power at all?"
Her hand slowly moved to the edge of the ice coffin. Seeing this, Shelly quickly reached out and gently grabbed Edith's wrist and pulled it out: "Prolonged contact will still hurt."
"It's okay." Edith looked down at herself, her eyes suddenly focused. "My hair?"
Shelly followed her gaze and saw another strand of hair on the left side of Edith's hair that was obviously much shorter than the surrounding hair, and its edges were neat, completely different from the frizzy ends of her hair that Edith had styled herself.
"I cut some for experiments." He stood up, picked up a report from the table inside, and handed it to Edith. "Under the guise of studying magic concentrate, I asked Duke Eddie to take it to the association for testing."
Edith took the thing, glanced through it briefly, and raised her eyebrows.
"The concentration of magic power is extremely high and in a compressed state." She hissed, "I am actually a huge concentration of magic power?"
"But I'm dead, where does this magic come from?"
“I’m still working on it.”
Shelly said solemnly: "Soon, another two months at most."
He was just a little bit away from coming up with the results of his research.
The two came out of the inner laboratory and locked the door. Edith drank two sips of water, slowly organized her thoughts, and told Shelly about her recent discoveries.
The other party was very serious, just like every time she taught in the past. When the story ended, he nodded and quickly replied, "I will go to the cave with you."
"No." Edith refused bluntly. "I know that if you join in, it will make the whole thing easier, but first of all, I can't explain your existence to those classmates. I will probably have to stay in the college as a student for a long time, and it will not be good for me to expose my relationship with you. Secondly, if we are really discovered, we can still use the excuse that we are curious and want to take risks. If you participate as a teacher, the severity of the situation will be much higher."
Shelly knew she was right, but still worried: "What are the names of your classmates?"
Edith said, "Why, you want to check? To see if I'm qualified? Don't worry, I'm definitely better than you were the first time you went to the forest with me."
Shelly: “…”
Shelly: "Name."
Edith finally stopped joking and introduced the students seriously: "In addition to Hedda and Bell, there is also the only civilian student this year, Mulin. The boys include Lynch, whom I mentioned, and President Walker's nephew Amy. The remaining one is Tuttle - you should know his parents."
Shelly nodded and was about to say I understand, but suddenly he paused as if he remembered something: "...Tuttle?"
Edith: "Hmm? You know him?"
The mood of the person in front of him dropped, and he was unhappy: "You two know each other well?"
"It's OK." Edith felt a little puzzled. "We first met during the entrance exam, and then he took the initiative to ask me if I wanted to participate in the league, and gradually we became familiar with each other."
Shelly: “…”
I'll have to ask Bertram then.
......
After the two of them finished discussing the matter, Edith naturally waved goodbye and planned to go back to the dormitory to study Joe, her opponent. Shelly pursed his lips, but in the end he said nothing and quietly walked her to the door.
"By the way." Before leaving, he lowered his head to help Edith fix her hair, and said casually, "Were you discussing the Fire Christmas before?"
Edith: “Did you hear that?”
Shelly hummed, pretending to be relaxed: "It's still too dangerous to know someone you haven't known for less than half a year. Why don't you find a reason to go home?"
Edith laughed. "That's what I planned."
"How about the four of us, me, you—plus Merry and Doreen, my sister—going to Merry's house?"
Somehow, Edith felt that Shelly's emotions calmed down: "... Yeah, okay, that's it."
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