Chapter 745 Mentor Aleister
Looking at the strange yet familiar eyes of "Christina" at this moment, the originally wild and confident smile on Aleister's face became much gentler.
"Don't call me master anymore. You are free now. I have fulfilled my promise and given you a wider world."
She reached out and touched Christina's hair, cupped her cheeks with both hands, and gently reminded her, "If possible, remember to take care of Weber. Don't let her get bullied. After gaining my power, it would be ridiculous if she were still as cowardly as before."
"...But remember, don't let yourself be wronged. If you encounter danger or trouble that you can't solve on your own, remember to come to me - we are still friends.
"If you need me, please ask for help."
"That……"
Alice hesitated for a moment. "Should I call you something... 'brother'?"
When Alice was buried in the foundation, she was still a little girl under ten years old.
To her, Aiwass is indeed an older brother because of his age.
"Um……"
Aleister's expression was complicated for a moment, but he still smiled gently and said, "Forget it. I already have many sisters."
——He knew that Aiwass was the "true self" and Aleister was just a shadow with a short time left.
Alice is right to call herself "brother" directly. Even if Alice calls herself "sister", she will take the initiative to correct the other party.
After all, the person who rescued her was Aiwass, not Aleister.
...But at that moment, she still felt an indescribable loneliness in her heart.
"Just call me..."
Aleister pondered for a moment, his expression becoming more serious. "Just call me... Mentor."
"tutor!"
Ellie responded without hesitation.
Then, her expression changed drastically, revealing a hint of cowardice.
Christina murmured, "Teacher...?"
"Christina."
Aleister suddenly called her name.
“…Yes, I am here, sir!”
Christina said in a panic, fearing that she would anger the big shot in front of her.
"You too, just call me mentor."
Aleister said softly, "Go back to your school and continue studying hard. Of course, if possible, I suggest you stop studying alchemy. Necromancy would be more suitable for you."
This is Aleister's advice from the heart.
Christina didn't seem particularly rational or particular; she was clearly not suited to the Path of Balance. Furthermore, Star Antimony Alchemy required a Path of Transcendence, which was quite difficult for her.
Anyway, if she doesn't master the power of the Twilight Path at the moment, her soul will easily escape... In order to reduce Alice's workload, it would be a good choice for her to strengthen her attainments in necromancy.
"Necromancer?"
Christina murmured.
She quickly made up her mind: "I understand, mentor. I will do it."
There was no doubt that she regarded this "suggestion" as the first task given to her by her mentor: she needed to find a way to join the Ziggurat.
"...But, mentor."
Christina looked a little confused: "I have a question..."
"you say."
Alester nodded.
"The dress I was wearing earlier... was lent to me by a senior student of mine. She was very kind to me, but it's broken. If I'm leaving Hircine University, I hope to at least pay her back for it..."
After this hellish night, Christina felt as if she had gained some kind of enlightenment. Her past vanity, the wealth and luxury she longed for, the house and job she worried about, all seemed so vulgar among the truly superior transcendents and in the face of the transcendent path... so meaningless.
She vowed never to fall again...if possible, she would change herself from this day forward.
【Really? 】
A cold little girl's voice echoed from the bottom of her heart.
This startled Christina, but she quickly gritted her teeth and replied inwardly, "It's true! If you don't believe it, then... I mean, if you don't believe it, you can always supervise me."
I'll Always Watch You
The cold voice seemed to echo in her head.
But Aleister didn't react much to this: "Well, it's as it should be."
Seeing that the mysterious young lady showed no interest in this, Christina said nervously in a low voice, "So..."
"……so?"
"I, I don't have any money... I mean, I don't have any money yet! I'll find a way to work and earn some money later... If possible, I'd like to borrow some money from my tutor - if not, I can also borrow from other friends!"
"How much?"
Aleister asked back.
"Hmm... the tag I saw earlier said this skirt costs 120 gold and 8 silver. But it's a popular style, so I think there should be stock on the secondary market for under 100 gold..."
Christina said quickly.
"That was an oversight on my part."
Aleister suddenly realized and said in distress: "But I don't have any money with me."
Christina was stunned for a moment, and the words of calculating the cost suddenly stopped.
"Mirror Demon, are you still there?"
Aleister said nonchalantly.
Black smoke rose from the mirror beside her. "I remain here, watching over my former master's soul until he returns to the world of dreams."
It is too cautious.
As long as the previous owner is still alive, it will never leave, lest the boss will open the coffin and call it back to work overtime.
"——No need to bother. I'll find someone to hold a funeral for him and send his soul away."
Aleister spoke.
Although she doesn't have the rank of priest now...
But her true form is now His Holiness the Pope.
With just one thought, he could immediately order the local bishop to go here to hold a funeral and directly liberate the earl's soul.
"Likewise, please do me a favor. Give me some change first and give it to Christina—no, that's a bit troublesome. Just drop it off at her house. You should know where she lives, right?"
"Of course," the attentive Mirror Demon secretary inquired, "How much money do I need to deposit?"
"Let's put in three thousand gold coins first. It should be enough for a while."
"Three thousand—"
Christina blurted out.
The fear in her heart was dispelled in an instant - you know, the count had offered her an "almost irresistible price" and asked her to accompany him for a month, which was only 800 gold coins.
As a first-level alchemist, eight hundred gold coins of alchemical materials are enough for her to advance to the second or even third level.
Even if she could borrow alchemical tools from the school laboratory, she was so short of materials.
The cost of a standard alchemy session was nearly two gold coins, which, with the rapidly rising prices of Star Antimony, could buy about seventy or eighty steaks.
A first-level alchemist had no direct damage capabilities. According to the instructor's advice, if she wanted to create the potions needed for the Ascension Ceremony, she needed at least a complete Novice Potion Set worth 140 gold coins. This way, she would be considered a valuable teammate during the Ascension Ceremony and receive protection from the others.
Even if one doesn't refine the most expensive and difficult petrification potion, the rest will still cost more than sixty gold coins.
——Even if all the refining is successful at once, one promotion ceremony will cost sixty gold coins!
Christina simply couldn't afford the materials.
She could only watch others refine it, and then imagine that it was she who was refining it in her mind - she called this meditation alchemy. As long as the self-hypnosis was deep enough, she would be equivalent to having practiced it.
...But imagination proved to be just that. She finally bought a set of ingredients, but in the first round of alchemy, she only managed to synthesize two bottles of vitality potion and a can of hemostatic powder.
Naturally, she was disliked during the promotion ceremony.
In an environment overflowing with alchemists like Star Antimony, everyone was eager to bring transcendents from the Path of Balance to advance, just to get their medicine. But the first-level energy level couldn't make snake venom ointment, sobriety potion, or even the crucial Featherfall potion—so, for those three bottles of medicine, why not team up with a transcendent from the Path of Devotion?
Why should I take you with me?
So Christina got angry.
I can't afford it anyway, and even if I combine the potion, I might be exploited or disliked. Even if I form a team, I might be abandoned or betrayed. So, I might as well not combine the potion at all.
I just came to take the exam empty-handed!
Anyway, the materials for the promotion ceremony are much cheaper than potions, and there's no danger of failing the first level promotion. Just try a few more times, and there's always a chance you can get in.
Maybe you'll be lucky enough to randomly participate in Wei Zhe's ceremony. Why don't you all use your brain instead of your extraordinary abilities to compete fairly?
(End of this chapter)
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