Chapter 68 Assistant Coach Aiwass
In fact, Professor Bud is very open-minded and knowledgeable.
In fact, he's basically Avalon's foremost historian.
It’s just that he is not good at giving lectures - compared to teaching, he is better at concentrating on studying knowledge alone among piles of old papers.
At this moment, an idea came to the history professor's mind.
Maybe... I can hire Aiwass as my assistant coach.
His knowledge in this area is already higher than that of many third-grade students.
But that might not be the case. Teaching assistants are typically chosen only from outstanding junior or senior students, like Haina.
Mr. Aiwass is only in the first grade, and this is not in accordance with the rules...
Just as Professor Budd was lost in thought, Aiwass had already easily turned the topic back to the Star Antimony Kingdom, attracting everyone's attention and expectations:
“This is why the path of wisdom and the path of love are forbidden within Avalon.
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if they weren't banned... but instead developed in balance with the authoritarian path?
"Then what we are going to talk about is the fall of the Helasar Empire."
Aiwass lowered his head and said, comparing the content on the lesson plan, "Students, please turn to page 241."
The next moment, the classroom returned to calm.
The sound of flipping pages of books rang out in the classroom, extremely clear.
"The Helasar Empire has a long history and a vast territory...which means it has transcendents from all walks of life.
"You might find it hard to imagine, but the most mainstream art in the Empire is demonology. In fact, that's where the profession of 'Demonologist' first originated. People study demons just like we study mechanics and physics; developing new rituals is like inventors here inventing new things. And within the Path of Transcendence, the alchemists of the Path of Balance and the artists of the Path of Beauty each have their own associations.
"Ritual, alchemy, and art—the balanced development of these three skills made the empire prosperous."
Having said that, Aiwass put down the lesson plan.
He raised his head and began to talk about his own things, and the students all looked up at him: "But just one year before the Rift War began, a fierce conflict broke out between alchemists and artists.
"The initial spark that sparked the war was a painting called 'The Alchemist.' It depicts the working environment of alchemists. Alchemy was originally a closed and secretive art, but one alchemist opened his workshop to a painter friend, allowing the artist to sketch his work.
"But the painting incurred the alchemist's dissatisfaction. First, it wasn't accurate enough. The movements, placement, and clothing were distorted for the sake of aesthetics. Second, it was so accurate that it clearly revealed a secret painting the alchemist had hung on the wall as a background. This painting hinted at the ancient technique of 'using grains and basil leaves to create artificial mice,' a very valuable piece of knowledge."
"…artificial rat?"
Haina, who was beside Aiwass, couldn't help but frown and repeated, "What's the use of this?"
She hadn't heard the story either.
Aiwass's megaphone also picked up her complaint, which caused the students to discuss it quietly.
Aiwass smiled and nodded, then slowly said, "Of course, we all hate rats. We hope they'll become extinct... But regardless, this is a mysterious technique for creating life from non-life. And creating life is one of the three ultimate pursuits of alchemists."
Because of this serious leak, the alchemist and artist involved were sentenced to death for leaking secrets. However, the impact had already been felt, and the alchemists, still furious, began to denounce the artist, believing that this was due to the artist's failure to notify the Alchemy Association for review when publishing the alchemy painting.
"So the alchemists began ordering alchemy shops across the country to stop selling pigments to people who looked like painters—until the artists agreed to accept 'creative censorship.' This threat was actually powerless because they did not prohibit purchasing on behalf of others, nor did they clarify the criteria for someone who 'looked like a painter.'
"But the artists believe this is a long-planned abuse of power by the Alchemy Association against the Art Association. If these things cannot be leaked, then they should not be displayed in the first place, or the artists should be informed in advance. The artists are only responsible for painting them and exhibiting them to others, and are not responsible for leaks caused by the models' mistakes.
"So they immediately retaliated by creating numerous paintings hinting at alchemical secrets. Because there were no explicit divulgations, only symbolic hints... and because alchemy lacked established terminology, with everyone using unique codes, they had ample excuses to claim they hadn't maliciously revealed the secrets."
At this point, Aiwass looked around. "I believe many of you have seen those 'paintings suggesting alchemy'? The oldest of those paintings began to appear during this period. And because they were produced in large quantities and sold at low prices, they quickly flowed into the imperial market, reaching a price point where even an imperial lord could easily collect multiple copies."
This move broke the Alchemy Association's monopoly on alchemy, leading to the emergence of a large number of non-academic alchemists. They lacked professional expertise and systematic alchemical knowledge... But at this time, alchemists from another faction, previously persecuted and suppressed by the Alchemy Association, joined them and founded the folk alchemy society 'Twelve Keys', which still exists today. Hiding among the people, with the help of the Art Association, they made the most secret alchemical techniques public through the suggestive means of alchemical paintings.
The enraged Alchemist Association demanded that the Demonologists apprehend and punish these traitors. However, the Art Association, determined to uphold the legitimacy of the Twelve Keys, demanded that the Demonologists refrain from apprehending innocent artists. The struggle between the Transcendental Associations gradually became public knowledge...
"As the two sides clashed, a blood-sucking monster known to the Imperials as 'Death Cuiggo' infiltrated the capital. The term means 'foreteller of ill omen,' though some also call them 'sons of the moon' or 'sons of the dragon.' They are not phantom demons, but they can devour weaker demons to grow stronger, and can even be reborn repeatedly after death.
"Thus, the demonologists who held the pinnacle of power became the hunted. Their power soon waned, and when they became weaker than both the Alchemy Guild and the Art Guild, the two guilds, which had been arguing with each other, suddenly stopped arguing and began working together to seize the demonologists' political influence.
"These Sons of the Moon are a special race of the Path of Love, and are also the group that Hengwo protects. Newborns among them can only move under the moon. Extraordinary people in the Path of Love can transform into them through certain rituals, just as demonologists in the Path of Demon can transform into demons. When people in the Path of Love are drained of blood and die, they will become 'newborns' after forty days, devouring demons and drinking blood at night. As long as they receive enough nutrition during the forty days as newborns, they can evolve again into true Sons of the Moon after another forty days, that is, eighty days after death, and have the ability to move under the sun.
"It is said that this immortality originally came from a curse, while others say it is a form of love. The secret of their ability to prey on demons is related to the blood of the Snake Father. Therefore, some scholars believe that Hengwo and the Snake Father have a secret connection. It is as if these two pillar gods are in charge of the mysterious art of 'curse'. Even the advancement ceremony is always held under the 'moon', which may be related to this..."
When Aiden heard what Aiwass said on the podium, he was stunned for a moment.
He suddenly thought of something.
An immortal, blood-sucking, resurrected evil spirit...
He subconsciously glanced at Professor Budd, only to find that the professor did not correct him. Instead, he looked at Aiwass enthusiastically.
This means...
Is everything written in "Dracula" really true?
Meanwhile, Aiwass continued his lecture in a gentle, clear voice, as if he were a real teacher. "Students, this is what the book says: 'The weakening of the demonologists' power has led to the emperor losing confidence in them, and the demonologists have become unable to control the increasingly tense political situation in the empire.' I think this should be the key point..."
Aiwass said, looking at Professor Budd for confirmation and asked, "Is that so, Professor?"
The more Professor Bud listened, the more shocked and surprised he became.
“…Ah, yes! Yes!”
The old professor was stunned for a few seconds before reacting. He squeezed over to the microphone and said in his stern, flat voice, "Did you hear what Mr. Aiwass said? This sentence is the key point. Write it down. Including the following sentence, 'In order to regain their political status, the demonologists took the risk of holding a new sacrificial ceremony...'"
He read the textbook for a long time, and the students, who rarely attended Professor Bud's history class, actually marked the key points according to Professor Bud's requirements.
After finishing his speech, the old professor did not grab the microphone.
Instead, he stepped aside and patted Aiwass on the shoulder with a smile, kindly motioning him to continue.
The more the old professor looked at this handsome and knowledgeable young man, the more he liked him.
Especially since he himself is not good at teaching...
I have to say that Aiwass has a really good grasp of the class rhythm!
If he wasn't a transcendent, but studied history in the humanities department, he would surely become a great historian. Or perhaps a very good mentor.
It’s just a pity... He will definitely not give up the path of dedication.
But Professor Budd has now made up his mind.
Even if it goes against the rules, he must first snatch Evans away and make him his assistant coach!
Whatever "in principle" he said -
Otherwise, sooner or later other mentors will discover Aiwass's strengths!
At the Royal Law University, there are many instructors like him who are good at research but not good at lecturing.
But they can't snatch it from me because I'm going to strike first!
The old professor narrowed his eyes in delight and couldn't help but exclaim in praise, "As expected of a young man favored by Her Highness Isabel... Seeing is believing."
……ha?
Haina was stunned for a moment: "Your Highness the Princess?"
"Yes," the old professor explained kindly to his favorite student, "Last night, Mr. Aiwass was invited by Her Highness Isabel to a private dinner. He didn't return until very late... By now, the entire upper class of Avalon should know about this.
"I initially thought it was a rumor, but now it seems it might be true. Not only is he erudite, but most importantly, he has such composure—giving a lecture in front of so many people for the first time, and even students he's never met, yet he manages to maintain his composure and control the pace without any stage fright. He must be adaptable to the path of authority.
"I now believe he decisively shot the demonologist dead. When I saw the news earlier, I thought it was flattery to Moriarty, pinning your achievements on him... After all, how could a disabled mortal attack a transcendent who has resonated with the Dao? The power of transcendents over us ordinary people is absolute... The fact that they don't tremble to the point of being unable to move shows that they have an iron will."
"That's true."
Haina subconsciously defended Aiwass in a low voice: "I saw it with my own eyes."
But she still found it a little unbelievable.
Because she had also seen Her Royal Highness the Princess and knew what kind of person she was.
That little cutie who looks so autistic... would actually take the initiative to invite people to his house for dinner?
And, staying late...
——Is it the late night she thought?
(End of this chapter)
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