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Chapter 54
Chapter 54. Returning to School
Neither of them slept through the long night. The sky outside the window gradually shifted from inky black to gray-blue, and faint red veins showed in both their eyes, yet neither of them looked the slightest bit sleepy.
After an entire night of repeated testing and deduction, they finally gained a rough understanding of the effects of this agility link:
Extreme speed and neural reaction speed. It could directly raise the user’s explosive power to the level of a quasi-A-rank knight, while also providing extremely powerful concealment and invisibility effects. Ordinary perception users below A-rank would find it almost impossible to track its movements.
However, in exchange, it had no magic at all in terms of offense, and its strength amplification was so slight that it could almost be ignored. This was probably why the president had been comfortable letting Shulia recklessly inscribe it onto Fick.
Ѐnú m̊ а̄
In the blink of an eye, it was Sunday night. Twilight was heavy, and the streetlamps lit up one after another.
Fick sat in Shulia’s private carriage. The interior of the carriage was understated yet exquisite. Since they were about to part, neither of them said anything overly sentimental, but a tacit understanding naturally flowed through the air.
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Shulia looked at him, her tone carrying a bit of forcefulness, a bit of indulgence, and absolute confidence. “Now that you have an ability, stop causing trouble outside. Be good and wait for me to marry you, understand?
With East Saphile backing you up, as long as you don’t go too far, even riding on the King’s head won’t matter. If your head falls off, it’ll only leave a bowl-sized scar.”
“You’re telling me the opposite to make your point, aren’t you? Don’t worry. I’m the most timid and trouble-fearing person there is.”
“Only a ghost would believe that.”
Е n̊ ûmа. і̄ d̊
As her words fell, the two of them quietly reached out beneath the dim yellow carriage light. Their palms touched briefly, and a moment later, their fingertips slowly parted. Soon, the carriage drove away down the silent street and merged into the night.
The cold wind before dawn carried mist as it swept over the mottled stone bricks of the city walls and the densely packed rooftops, wandering soundlessly through the empty long streets. Clusters of dead leaves spun and drifted into the distance.
The city’s main road had long since lost the bustle of daytime traffic. Only a few scattered patrol knights stood along the road, holding dim yellow torches. The hazy, weary halos of light made the road flicker between brightness and shadow.
The mansions in the noble district had their carved iron gates tightly shut. Thick stone walls isolated the warmth and luxury within, and not even the slightest trace of lamplight leaked out from the window cracks.
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When the royal carriage reached the outer city gate of Saint-Denis City, it slowly reduced its speed. Several knights wearing standard breastplates and long swords at their waists stood on either side of the city gate, holding torches. Their gazes swept over the passing carriage like hawks.
After noticing the royal insignia on the carriage, they immediately split to both sides, and the tightly shut side gate slowly opened.
Ŵ еḃṅоv̊ е l̄ Ē n̈um а̌
The royal carriage did not stop for long and passed through the city gate.
There were torches held up along the road. Fick lifted the curtain and looked outside.
The adolescent students were either hurrying on foot or squeezed into crude plank carriages. They had just arrived near the school when their eyes were drawn to the carriage slowly departing from the mouth of the alley.
That was not the bumpy, crude plank carriage they rode in. It was a royal private carriage, its entire body carved with exquisite dark patterns and its compartment made from carefully selected materials.
The horses were extraordinary and spirited. Even the wheels rolling over the ground carried a steady, dignified texture. It displayed nobility and grandeur in every detail, making it obvious at a glance that it was a vehicle only an aristocratic family could own.
Those poor students watched the royal carriage gradually disappear into the distance. Their originally hurried footsteps unconsciously stopped, and their eyes filled with envy and yearning. Their gazes followed the shadow of the carriage, while burning thoughts surged in their hearts.
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As long as they studied hard, obtained a diploma and martial qualifications, and relied on their efforts in the knight middle school, they too could become powerful knights and escape their current poverty. Even if they could not reach such extravagance, they could at least live a respectable life.
The path of knighthood was their only chance to change their fate. The luxurious carriage before them was the most concrete image of their future, the goal they had to reach even if they gave everything they had.
When they reached the school gate, Fick got out of the carriage alone. The carriage completely disappeared into the far end of the night. The sky was still covered in a darkness so thick it could not be dissolved. By his estimate, it was around three in the morning.
At that moment, the area around the campus had long since lost the noise of the entrance examination, but many figures had already gathered on the path leading to the dormitory district.
Most of them were students in plain cloth clothes, carrying simple bags. They had hurried over before dawn solely so that, on this first day of school, they could seize the best beds in the free four-person dormitory rooms.
Beds near the window, dry and well-ventilated, far from noisy corners, had always been in high demand. If they were even a step late, they would only be able to choose a lower bunk that was dark, damp, crowded, or inconvenient. Their footsteps were hurried, and even their occasional quiet conversations were filled with calculations about dormitory spots and expectations for campus life.
Еn umа̀. і́d̆
The night had not yet completely faded. At three in the morning, the fieldwork dormitory building carried a chill.
Fick had just raised his hand, preparing to knock on that heavy wooden door, when the hinges unexpectedly let out a faint creak and the door opened by itself.
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The old man standing at the door had a posture as upright as a calibrated spear. He wore an old dark gray tailcoat uniform he had found somewhere. Its collar was stiff, the silver buttons on the cuffs gave off a faint glow, and even the white handkerchief tucked into the breast pocket had crisp, defined corners.
When he saw Fick, he lowered himself to one knee. His body leaned forward slightly, his right hand hovering over his heart, while his left hand was elegantly placed behind his back as though holding reins. The movement was smooth and flawless.
“Young Master Fick, you have returned.” Uncle Jesus’s voice was steady and low. “Though the night is deep, the moment of returning home still requires proper etiquette.”
When he straightened, his steps were stable. He personally stepped forward and took the bag from Fick’s hand, his movements gentle yet steady.
Ѐ n ŭ m̊ а̂. і d̈
Looking at this perfectly standard butler’s performance, Fick shook his head, caught between laughter and tears.
He went around the marble statue in the entryway and casually leaned against the sofa in the living room. Deliberately loosening the button at his collar, he teased, “Uncle Jesus, you’re not sleeping in the middle of the night. Were you lying in wait here to welcome me? If I were an old woman covered in wrinkles, wouldn’t I have been conquered by this tender trap of yours?”
Uncle Jesus was bending over to hand him a wooden cup of warm water. “Young Master, on Friday, you gave me one gold Mane as a year’s wages. That is an enormous sum beyond my understanding. So these past two days, I went around the Holy City. At first, I exchanged it for one hundred silver Mane, then spent ten silver Mane to buy this respectable butler’s uniform. I used the remaining ninety silver Mane to experience the pleasures of the Holy City.
The current me no longer has those worldly desires. I only wish to serve you properly and sell potatoes.”
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Fick took a sip of water. “Elaborate on those pleasures.”
“Ahem, it’s better not to say. In any case, I’m already this old, so I definitely didn’t go to that kind of place. On another note, the baked potatoes in the city are a complete mess.”
E̊ n̊ŭmӓ_
After finishing the water, Fick stood up and patted Uncle Jesus on the shoulder. “Not bad, Uncle Jesus. If that money had been given to Clark, who knows? He might have gone off to be a fawning suitor again. For now, let’s each go back to our rooms and get some sleep. We need to restore our energy. We still have to attend the opening ceremony tomorrow.”
“Right away.” Uncle Jesus watched Fick walk toward the stairs.
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