Chapter 63: A Test from the Teacher

“Teacher, is there something you wanted to see me about?”

Vellandelle looked curiously at Vivilian as she entered the office.

Vivilian gently tidied the book in her hand, pondering for a moment before speaking.

“Vellandelle, you and Veronie seem to get along quite well.”

At these words, a flicker of awkwardness crossed Vellandelle’s face.

“Well, we’re desk mates, after all……”

She and Veronie were indeed desk mates, and some interaction was normal.

She hadn’t done anything inappropriate in class—at most, she’d accidentally bumped Veronie’s elbow a few times.

But for the teacher to use a word like “flirting” to describe friendly exchanges between classmates?

That was just tarnishing the pure bond of desk mates she shared with Veronie.

“Is that all?”

Vivilian looked directly at Vellandelle, a probing gaze in her eyes.

Vellandelle felt a bit confused.

Could it be that Veronie’s blushing at the end made the teacher misunderstand something?

At the Academy, even special relationships between male and female students were permitted.

If the teacher was so concerned, then could it be…

A thought flashed through her mind.

Could it be that the teacher liked Veronie?

Thinking about it carefully, that did seem like the only reasonable explanation.

Her own fondness for Veronie was merely a pure admiration for a popular female character, unrelated to love.

If the teacher truly liked Veronie, she’d be happy to help them get together.

“That’s really all it is, Teacher.”

Vellandelle blinked, putting on an innocent expression.

“You don’t think there’s anything special between me and Veronie, do you?”

“What! You… You don’t have any other feelings for her?”

Vivilian’s voice rose slightly without her realizing.

Seeing the teacher so agitated, Vellandelle became even more convinced of her guess.

“Veronie is a very interesting person, and a beautiful elf as well. I admire her, and I want to be good friends with her. That’s all.”

Vellandelle said sincerely.

That sentence utterly shattered Vivilian’s last bit of hope.

The “cool elf conquered by a passionate classmate” plot she’d imagined in her mind collapsed instantly.

Vivilian couldn’t hide her disappointment.

Was the yuri storyline in real life really so hard to realize?

Noticing the look of disappointment on the teacher’s face, Vellandelle was a bit surprised.

She’d already clarified things with Veronie, so why was the teacher still making that face?

“Teacher, is something wrong?”

Vellandelle asked with concern.

“It’s nothing.”

Vivilian shook her head lightly, trying to compose herself.

After all, novel-like situations couldn’t be forced.

But with her experience, she was almost certain Veronie had special feelings for Vellandelle—maybe Veronie herself hadn’t realized, or was just too tsundere.

She couldn’t stand by and watch her elf student become a pitiful golden retriever, hearing “I’m just ordinary classmates with Veronie” and losing all hope.

“So, Teacher, the reason you called me here was to question if I had a special relationship with Veronie?”

Vellandelle asked tentatively.

“No, that’s not it.”

Vivilian hurriedly explained, then added,

“But even if there was something special between you, that’s perfectly normal too.”

“Ah?”

Vellandelle was startled for a moment, then suddenly understood.

Could her pure and kind Teacher Vivilian be testing her?

Surely… not?

Just in case, she solemnly declared again.

“We’re really just ordinary classmates. Please don’t misunderstand, Teacher!”

“Ahem, that’s not what I wanted to talk to you about.”

Hearing Vellandelle’s words, Vivilian felt herself getting flustered, coughing twice.

“Then…?”

“I just need to go investigate the Ancient Faran Ruins soon, and I need an assistant. So I wanted to ask if you’re willing to help me?”

Remembering how Vellandelle had shamelessly freeloaded so many Magic lessons before, Vivilian felt this classmate might not want to do something unrewarding, so she added,

“Faculty credits.”

Faculty credits?

Vellandelle tilted her head.

Back at the popularity contest, they’d mentioned getting credits for performances too.

She still didn’t know exactly what Aurora Academy’s credits were good for, but maybe they were similar to those at universities in her previous life.

Still, it was better to have them than not.

“Sure, Teacher.”

If it meant going to the Ancient Faran Ruins, she was interested anyway.

Maybe she’d even find some treasure in such a place.

Of course, since the Ancient Faran Ruins hadn’t been mentioned in the game, it probably wasn’t a major event.

She didn’t get her hopes up.

Seeing Vellandelle agree, Vivilian breathed a sigh of relief.

At least the invitation was accepted.

Maybe she could help match-make a bit.

She really couldn’t bear to see these two have no chance at all and just drift apart.

“We’re leaving the day after tomorrow. Vellandelle, you should prepare.”

“So soon?”

“That’s my only free day. Are you planning to waste your weekend?”

“Ahem, no, not at all! Teacher, please don’t waste the weekend!”

Vellandelle thought about it.

She only had a single history class the day after tomorrow anyway.

Skipping it once wouldn’t hurt.

“Hmph.”

Vivilian suddenly found Vellandelle more and more annoying to look at.

Of course, if this girl would get a little closer to Veronie, she’d find her much cuter.

“Teacher, there’s something I need your help with.”

“What is it?”

“Um… The Magic you gave me before, I’ve already learned them all.”

“You learned all those High-tier Magic spells I gave you in a week?”

Vivilian was dumbfounded.

Other than the rumors about Kareinasha, she’d never seen such a monstrous talent.

“I want a Supreme Magic spell. I think…”

“No way!”

Before Vellandelle could finish, Vivilian refused instantly.

No matter what, she cared about Vellandelle deeply.

Learning Supreme Magic at this stage was too dangerous.

She would never forget the time Vellandelle fainted.

If it was something that could affect Vellandelle’s health, Vivilian would never agree.

“Until you become a Great Mage, I absolutely will not teach you Supreme Magic.”

“So if I become a Great Mage, then you’ll teach me Supreme Magic?”

As soon as Vellandelle spoke, Vivilian realized she’d been trapped.

This girl, so cute on the outside, was so crafty on the inside.

“You…”

Vivilian shook her head with a bitter smile, then spoke in exasperation.

“Fine, it’s just Supreme Magic. As your teacher, it’s only natural to teach you Magic.”

“But you—don’t let your teacher down in the future.”

“Hehe, I could never repay Teacher’s kindness.”

Vellandelle happily snuggled up to Vivilian.

Even the weakest Supreme Magic spell was worth at least a hundred gold on the market.

Teacher was just too good to her!

Vivilian smiled as well, reaching out to ruffle Vellandelle’s hair.

“By the way, Teacher, there’s one more thing.”

“Another one? Trying to take advantage of your teacher again?”

“No, I just wanted you to take a look at this. This Key should be related to Ancient Falen. See if there’s any kind of curse on it. I got it from someone who looked like a cultist.”

“Key?”

“Let me see.”

Vivilian took it, examining it closely.

But the moment she saw the pattern on the Key, her eyes widened.

“This is!”