All-around teacher at the magic academy

After a simple late-night snack, Rhine returned to his room and sat back down at his desk.

His room was unusually quiet, with only the rustling of the curtains in the wind.

He opened the magic book on the desk, only to find that the pages were in a different position than when he left. This subtle difference stunned Rhine for a moment.

His habits are always meticulous and orderly; everything has its specific place, and even the slightest change can immediately attract his attention.

He remembered that when he left, the book wasn't positioned at this angle. Although it didn't seem much different from the outside, he had keenly noticed the subtle discrepancy. His brow furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt rising in his mind.

Rhine began to suspect that someone had entered his room while he was away, but upon closer reflection, it seemed that only one person could freely enter and leave his room.

Rhine turned to look at his bed and found that the bedding, which had been laid out flat, was now neatly folded with straight edges, as if he had been trained in a military camp.

This detail further convinced Rhine that Arthur was behind it all.

It really does seem to be Arthur. A sense of panic welled up in Rein's heart.

He recalled Arthur's strange behavior at the dining table earlier; clearly, Arthur had discovered that he was secretly learning magic.

Will he have any suspicions? Will he feel that he is not Rhine? Will he doubt himself?

A series of questions arose in Rhine's mind, causing his brain to briefly fall into confusion.

He sat down in the chair, feeling a sense of loss wash over him.

This place was a refuge he had finally found; was he really going to lose it so soon? He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

However, amidst the chaos, Rhine sensed something was amiss.

His thoughts gradually cleared, and he began to calmly analyze the situation. If Arthur truly suspected him, would he still sit down with him for a late-night snack tonight and talk as usual?

Perhaps he was just overthinking things, he reassured himself. Arthur, seeing the magic book on the table, probably just assumed he had reformed and was now working hard to improve himself through study.

After all, the pursuit of knowledge and power is nothing to doubt.

Yes, that's it, that must be it. Rhine kept telling himself this, trying to dispel the unnecessary worries. He took a deep breath, feeling the inner peace gradually returning.

Anyway, everything is fine for now. Being discovered by Arthur that he was learning magic might not be a bad thing.

That way, I won't have to secretly learn magic anymore; I can do it openly and honestly.

Rhine rehearsed his conversation with Arthur the next day in his mind, imagining the scene where Arthur would ask him why he had suddenly become interested in magic.

He would honestly tell Arthur that his experience of being caught by the law enforcement had completely changed his view of magic.

He no longer wanted to be manipulated by others, nor did he want his life to be controlled by them. He wanted to take control of his own destiny and change his and Arthur's lives by learning magic, so that they could both live better lives.

That was it. Rhine was satisfied with his reasoning, believing that the explanations were both true and sufficient, with no obvious flaws.

If there was any change, it was that his personality became more determined and decisive, but all of this could be attributed to the big argument they had that day, after which he had an epiphany and decided to change.

Having figured all this out, Rhine finally let go of the burden in his heart.

He didn't intentionally transmigrate into Rhine's body; he felt more guilt towards Arthur.

Arthur is Rhine's brother, someone who plays an important role in his life. At least that's how he sees it for now.

Therefore, all his actions were for Rhine's sake, and in order not to disappoint Arthur's expectations, he could only do his best to play Rhine's role well.

He decided to stop worrying about whether Arthur had discovered his secret. He had originally planned to read some more magic books before bed, but now his mind was completely disrupted and he could no longer concentrate.

He was exhausted enough that day, he kept telling himself, as he slowly lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and let his tired body rest. Before long, he drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, he seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space and returned to his original world.

There were familiar streets, familiar rooms, and his beloved family and friends.

In his dream, he felt an unprecedented happiness and warmth, as if all his troubles had disappeared.

However, as the morning light shone through the gap in the curtains, Rhine slowly awoke, and the happiness in his dream vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of bewilderment and helplessness.

It turns out that those beautiful scenes were all dreams. In reality, he was still in this unfamiliar world, playing the role of Rhine.

His gaze fell on the still-damp tear stains on the pillow, and a strange emotion welled up in his heart.

However, he couldn't let these emotions slow him down. Rhine silently encouraged himself, telling himself that now that he had begun to engage with magic, finding his way back was only a matter of time.

He firmly believes that in the near future, he will find a way to return to his original world.

"Rhine, are you up? A friend is looking for you outside." Arthur's voice came from outside the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Rhine quickly adjusted his emotions, took a deep breath, and buried the disappointment in his dream and the determination in reality deep in his heart.

He cleared his throat and replied in as steady a voice as possible, "Coming."