Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Is it an illusion?

It must be an illusion, right?

He must have not slept well last night, and he was angered by some students this morning. Now he is in poor spirits and is hallucinating.

"Ha, haha... It's been a long time, Elder Fest."

The sensation on his shoulder was incredibly real, making him feel stiff and uncomfortable all over.

"I heard you were in trouble, so I rushed over after finishing my own task. But I didn't expect Elder Oss to be even more concerned about you than I am."

Osgeida was worried about him? Pa slipped to the ground and felt goosebumps all over his body.

"So that's why the Elder Council made Elder Fest come all the way here after sending me to support Meng Academy. It turns out Elder Fest came here on his own."

"Well... that's not a very good way to put it." Osgeda's face was already annoying enough, but his mouth was even more repulsive.

Not a single word he said was something he wanted to hear.

The two elders stood neither too close nor too far apart, with him just between them. He glanced at the door behind Fester, desperately hoping someone would come in and give him some trouble.

Aren't there usually quite a few teachers and students in the office?

Where did they all go today?

"Eh—Elder Os, I heard that you won't be able to arrive at the Moe Academy until tonight at the earliest. I'm just worried about the safety of the Moe Academy. I've already reported this matter to the Elders' Council, and I believe we'll receive a reply soon."

With a cold snort from Osgeda, Pa slipped to the ground and turned his head in disbelief. The other party noticed the almost overflowing surprise in his eyes and blinked lightly.

Oh, Pa slipped and fell to the ground, but she didn't feel any lighter in mood at all.

The office door opened at that moment.

Pa slipped and landed, where he saw the third person he didn't really want to see at that moment.

"Did I come at the wrong time?" The atmosphere was awkward, and the position was uneasy. Wu Huaifeng stepped halfway into the teachers' office, but before his foot even touched the ground, he was already preparing to pull it back.

“Of course not,” Fest stepped aside to make way. “I have a mission to complete, senior. It seems we’ll have to catch up another time.”

No, he had nothing to reminisce about.

Only three people remained in the office once again.

Pa slid down and stood awkwardly in front of his desk. Wu Huaifeng handed him the paper, raising an eyebrow: "Director Pa, are you planning to work standing up?"

Pa slipped and landed: ...

Are you blind? Didn't you see there's an elder standing here?

"It seems my presence here is disrupting Director Pa's work?"

"How could that be? Haha—with Elder Os here..."

The other person clearly had no patience to listen to his insincere words, glanced at him, and left.

She breathed a sigh of relief and sat firmly in the chair, glanced at the paper in her hand, then sprang up from her seat: "You're leaving Moe Academy?!"

Outside the teachers' office, shortly after Fester left, he encountered an unexpected person.

"Professor Zhong Lisi?" He bowed, his tired face filled with surprise. "I didn't expect to meet you on this trip."

The old woman momentarily forgot to hand over the photo and pen she was holding: "Elder Fester, do you recognize me?"

She couldn't imagine any real-world interaction between herself and this young elder.

"I was fortunate enough to be your student for a period of time."

"Oh, I see." The old woman had no recollection of this at all.

"It's normal that you don't remember me because I was stupid back then."

"I see," she murmured, fully aware that this had nothing to do with being stupid or not.

She had many students—some smart, some dull, some lively, some introverted… She used to remember all her students, even those she hadn’t seen in a long time. As long as they stood in front of her, she could at least recall some related things.

Once upon a time, "once upon a time" was a very distant word for her. After 185 AD, she only taught her own books and never had much interaction with any of her students again.

Finally remembering why he had rushed here, he held up the photo in his hand and asked, "Could you sign this?"

"of course can!"

The photo showed him when he first joined the Elders' Council. It wasn't the first time he had received a photo like this, but it was the first time he had felt shy.

"If my granddaughter met you, she would definitely like you very much."

A very casual sigh.

He had actually heard similar things many times before.

This time, however, his hand paused while signing.

Teacher Zhong Lisi had two granddaughters in his life, but he never met either of them after he entered Meng Academy. He only vaguely heard some unfortunate news about them.

"I think I'll like her a lot too."

"Really..." With trembling hands, she took the photo, carefully and gently tucked it into her notebook, and put it in her pocket. "Yes, you'll definitely like her a lot too..."

“She’s a smart and well-behaved girl,” she said, looking at Fester as if she wanted to remember his current appearance, or as if she wanted to use him as a medium to recall someone else. “Anyone who meets her will like her.”

After the cleanup of the school was completed, everyone was either busy celebrating or catching up on sleep, leaving only two people by the phone booth.

"Is the uncle really leaving?" She was in such a hurry that she didn't even have time to grab a few more toys from the store.

"Or you can take a few toys before you leave?"

He hadn't originally planned to have anyone deliver it.

However, when he went back to prepare to close the shop, he found Rui Bu Si touching and fiddling around in his shop, claiming that she was watching the shop for him.

"I think it's a good idea." If that's possible, that would be perfect.

"Alright, it's almost time for the phone booth. Focus on your studies and your magic. I don't want to come back to see you one day and hear some bad news."

"Oh, will you bring back some of the latest game consoles?"

Unfortunately, the "antique" game console was taken away by Director Pa, and it's unlikely that it can be retrieved by any means, whether legitimate or illegitimate.

"Ha, reach out."

The "antique" was back in her hands.

"There's one thing missing." Without it, she can't play the game console even if she has it.

"I'm amazed you guys came up with this idea." He placed the white bead in her hand.

"Using magic orbs to store scrolls and keep the game console running—this is such a dangerous magical device. Did your Director Pa know it was being used for this?"

If they knew where it was, they wouldn't just make me stand as punishment.

Fortunately, Principal Parr's magic was sealed away back then, otherwise he would have noticed something was wrong as soon as he picked up the game console.

"You won't report me to the authorities without my knowledge, will you?"

A suspicious gaze swept over her, making Wu Huaifeng so angry he wanted to slap her.

He must have been out of his mind to agree to let her see him off.

"This is your homework on plant science that got rejected and had to be redone, right?" He took out another item, his expression showing a hint of smug satisfaction at having "taken revenge."

Rui Busi took it and glanced at it briefly.

Ah, she was planning to throw it into the trash can in the chaos, but she just put it there and turned around and disappeared.

I thought trash cans were so advanced that they could automatically identify and dispose of trash.

"You stole my homework!"

Wu Huaifeng: ...

The urgent ringing of the phone booth sounded behind me.

“Alright,” he opened the door and went in, “tell Pa to let it slip, and that he should let his teammates know if he has any ideas in the future.”

"Ok?"

“Youqing didn’t know that the Knight of the Heart had done these things for her back then.”

"okay."

White smoke enveloped the phone booth from the inside out, and one could faintly hear coughing mixed with cursing coming from inside.

As the smoke cleared, she packed the game console into her pocket and turned to walk back to her dormitory.