I, the wizard, the foolish Buddha.

Miss Elf was amused by Roland's words. She suddenly understood why she felt inexplicably irritated whenever she saw this boy—he looked too much like the boy who bullied her in her dream.

Just as the elf was about to give him a good beating, a call suddenly rang out from not far away, causing the elf to slump like a deflated balloon.

"Anna!"

Roland looked in the direction of the sound, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Not far away stood a tall woman dressed in black aristocratic attire. She looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, extremely beautiful, with an exceptional demeanor, and exuding a mysterious and noble aura.

If there's any flaw in this young lady, it's that she's too aloof and beautiful, making people afraid to approach her.

But Roland just happened to like this type of woman—she was practically the apple of his eye!
Roland once dreamed that he was taking classes and living with a female senior. That senior looked just like this.

The young lady seemed to have heard Roland's extremely arrogant words, so she couldn't help but glance at Roland a few more times.

'These past few days, people from my dreams have been popping up one after another. Could that dream be a prophecy?' Roland muttered to himself. 'So, this noble lady, like Helena, comes from some academy? Will we become classmates with that old witch Alexandra?'

After Roland muttered these words to himself, he inexplicably noticed a hint of murderous intent in the gaze of the young woman not far away. She gave Roland a deep look, as if trying to memorize his appearance, before turning and leaving.

Anna gave Roland a warning look that said, "You just wait," and then followed the young lady away.

Roland scratched his head, puzzled, and waited for Joan.

Before long, two figures arrived at the large tree in the courtyard from a short distance away. The taller girl, who bore a striking resemblance to 'Brother Andrei', was none other than 'Sister Joan'. The other girl, who was clinging to Joan's arm and chattering away, was Helena, the junior student who had just met Roland during the exam.

We were all young people, and we were all likely to become classmates of the same mentor in the future, so we quickly became familiar with each other.

It sounds like Helena and Joan aren't very close; they've only met a few times when Helena visits Joan's home. But Helena is very outgoing and gets along particularly well with Joan's effeminate brother, Andra—they're like best friends. So, although they haven't met often, they feel an instant connection.

After exchanging a few words, the three hurried toward the Holly Tower.

On the way, the two were somewhat surprised when Roland mentioned that there were other interviewees.

“I’ve heard some new information.” Jade’s eyes gleamed with barely suppressed joy. “Princess Twilight is actually taking on a disciple for His Majesty Emperor Twilight. So, from now on, she won’t be our mentor, but our senior!”

This news was incredibly exciting for Joan. She felt a sense of satisfaction, like a fan had finally achieved their dream. To be honest, given the Joan family's status in the Empire, Joan, as the only heir of the family, and Princess Twilight were natural best friends, so the political difference between them wasn't that significant.

As is widely known, Alexandra was a legendary emperor who unified and changed the world more than three hundred years ago. Princess Twilight is Alexandra's 'present generation' after her birth.

With such a background in her past life, Princess Twilight naturally became one of the natural leaders in the hearts of wizards. It is truly something to look forward to becoming friends and classmates with such a person in the future.

Moreover, since the gods relinquished their divine authority, they no longer needed faith and led a more detached, almost Buddhist-like existence. Many gods went on excursions, and the church transformed into a place dedicated to academic research, like the 'Academy of Sacred and Mystic Magic.' Against this backdrop of diminished divine activity, the two remaining active figures—the Holy Maiden of Sincerity and the Shepherdess—represented all the primordial spirits and the entire system of sacred and mystic magic. Their prestige is self-evident.

Although the goddess Heraca showed no interest in worldly matters compared to the Saintess of Sincerity, the Saintess of Sincerity was merely a child—mischievous but easily fooled and coaxed. Heraca, however, was entirely different. Not only did she possess immense prestige, but she was also responsible for preserving the magical system of the Creator Elves.

Almost all wizards of the mystical side call her their mentor.

If Joan were to become Princess Twilight's disciple, the goddess Heracles, who has always disliked Princess Twilight, would certainly no longer invite her to her chambers in her dreams repeatedly—but she would definitely still be thinking about poaching her.

But if Joan becomes the Twilight Emperor's disciple, things will be different. The goddess Heracles will truly give her face—after all, even the goddess Heracles has to call the Twilight Emperor 'Father'.

“I heard a different version of the story,” Helena said mysteriously as they walked. “Have you heard the story of the ‘Seven Sons of the Sun’?”

Roland looked bewildered, clearly having never heard of this story before.

But Joan seemed to have heard of it before; after hearing the story of the Seven Sons of the Sun, her expression became somewhat subtle.

"Legend has it that a young magician made a bet with the sun god. After winning the bet, the magician made a shameless request—that the sun god marry all seven of his daughters to him, and that all seven daughters must be able to satisfy the young magician's desires."

Helena, her face full of gossip, recounted: "To ensure his daughter wouldn't lose her freedom, the Sun God searched for many young women on Earth, and they all became his daughters. But in the end, only six were chosen to meet the magician's requirements."

Left with no other choice, the sun god's only daughter married a magician along with six other maidens. This story is, of course, fictional, but it is actually a metaphorical allegory.

"You mean," Joan said, her face grim, "that Princess Twilight isn't actually recruiting disciples for His Majesty the Emperor, but is actually searching for the 'Twilight Seven'? And then marrying her off to the person who made the bet with His Majesty?"

“You’re right!” Helena gave Joan a 'you’re so smart' look: “The person who made the bet with His Majesty is Prince Alaye.”

"You two, stop talking nonsense!" Roland couldn't help but shout, "Prince Alaye absolutely... They might have made a bet, but the situation is definitely not as you say! This is a rumor! It's slander!"

"Why do you keep bringing up that damn prince?" Joan frowned.

“Baron Victor is a loyal Dawn Knight. Even though he has left his position in the church temple, he still holds a post in the order and is the guardian of the Alaye royal family. As the baron’s heir and a Dawn Knight squire who has received a systematic education, I naturally have to uphold the dignity of the Alaye royal family.” Roland gave a reasonable answer, but it greatly displeased Joan.

"Oh dear, what are you two arguing about? It's just gossip, don't take it seriously," Helena said, trying to mediate. She didn't take the 'Seven Sons of the Sun' rumor seriously at all; she just treated it as gossip.

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(End of this chapter)