"... All in all, this is the last practice session of the semester, and I'd like everyone to participate in a big way."
There was some sudden commotion from the classroom, and Witcher, who had wandered off a bit, thinking that he'd finish his major and go on to fight the Virgin, looked up.
His face dawned on him as he heard his classmates around him talking.
"Going to practice sessions in the field?"
Celine, who had just gone through the Great Baptism of Transcendence, was now in the finishing stages of clearing up the effects of the aftermath, and shouldn't be in too much danger.
Having just jumped to conclusions, Eleazar suddenly snapped back to his senses and realized that he was cursing everyone purely from Witcher's point of view of thinking.
After realizing that he had been out of touch with ordinary life for too long, he let out a bitter laugh.
"How easy is it for decent people to stumble upon transcendental events in their lives."
Even if a small number of people had seen it, the vast majority would be forced to forget, or forced to lose their memory, and in the end, only a legend that seemed to be true but not false would be passed down.
Eleazar wasn't going to go along with everyone else's hilarity; he might as well be looking for transcendental creatures to kill for promotion if he had the time.
Anyway, since hanging on to a position in the student council, his mentor had left him alone.
Walking out of the classroom, ready to go back to battling the Holy Maiden, Eleazar finds the upperclassmen talking about this practice session as well.
Uh-huh? They're going too?
...
At noon, Eleazar boards the bus.
Bored, he flipped through his history book, and he finally leaned back in his seat, pulling the book over his face.
"Ugh..."
The boy next to the seat didn't understand at all why this person was still moping around like this when he came out to play.
Then infected by this intense negativity, he inexplicably began to hang his head as well.
"That's not right, I almost flunked my spring exams why am I still out playing, shouldn't I be in the library reviewing..."
After a long time, the students and faculty of the History Department arrived at the archaeological site.
Stepping out of the car, Eleazar looked at the campsite that was in the general rear of the ruins.
Luckily, they are only learning by experience on the second line of the field.
It is said that they are allowed to practice the operation process in advance to accumulate experience.
This kind of opportunity is very rare, and everyone was instantly enthusiastic.
First, they had to set up their tent area.
Everyone immediately divides up the work, and can't wait to settle into a place to live in an instant, and then plunge into the hot archaeological work.
Eleazar saw the character he had come over specifically to protect, walking alone into the woods to gather dead branches in the somewhat dark yellow sky.
"She's got a lot of nerve..."
During this period the church had continuously kicked out a dozen or so strongholds of that research institute, with large and small laboratories spread all over the country, and it was unknown how many rich people and nobles were involved in sponsoring it, and its power was expanding to the point that it took everyone by surprise.
Those people are said to be ready to lurk now, and predictably, in the final frenzy, they will surely go out of their way to collect as many experimental subjects as they can take.
Those people shouldn't have the guts to rob him again, but the dragon lady couldn't say the same.
After all, it's been successfully captured twice before...
Sensing movement in the forest, Eleazar followed silently.
"Ta-da-da-da..."
It was a rare outing for a hands-on archaeology class, but the weather was very unappreciative, and the interns had just circled the campsite when the skies started raining.
In the forest, Luna, clutching a pile of dead branches, hesitated, a little reluctant to part with the firewood she would need later, and ran into a large tree to hide from the rain.
The cold rain splashed down sparsely through the dense foliage, and the dirt around her feet quickly became wet as she struggled to shrink.
"Usually, the rainy season in the jungle lasts for days, are you just going to hide out here for a few days?"
Eleazar, holding up a turquoise lotus leaf, silently emerges from the curtain of rain.
Looking at the figure that had been dumbfounded, he sighed.
Luna stared blankly at the jacket draped over her shoulders and the warmth that accompanied it, an inexplicable heat spreading through her limbs and stretching her pores.
The defense that the heart was trying so hard to maintain faltered for a moment.
"Such a sneak attack is too cunning..."
There's no reason for that road to feel sorry for itself like a whiny bitch.
Taking that slimmer shoulder, Eleazar glanced at the firewood in her arms, averted his eyes, and said faintly, "Let's go."
Under the lotus leaves, two figures strolled in the rain.
"Why do you always show up when I'm embarrassed, are you stalking me?"
"No, I just happened to be passing by."
Luna puckered her face, "Aren't you a busy man, you don't see anyone all day, why would you come to such a mediocre event."
"My dream is to be an archaeologist who can just travel."
"Proper archaeologists don't fight bullets with their bodies!"
Eleazar laughed helplessly, "That's not always true, don't you have one next to you?"
"You're not an archaeologist!"
"You don't see me missing class all day, but I'm very good at history."
Eleazar smiled and explained, then suddenly realized that there was no more sound around him.
"Who the hell are you..."
Luna hung her head low, at times biting her lip in annoyance, at other times spreading a bitter smile in self-pity.
"So close, so close that the story between us is ready to be written, only to realize that there is an invisible barrier, beyond which you are like a person from another world, so distant that I can't reach it ..."
Eleazar was stunned for a moment and was just about to try to explain something when Luna dropped her last words and ran off into the rain with red eyes.
"If you can't come into my world, then please don't bother me anymore..."
"Ugh, it's really hard..."
Eleazar stopped silently where he was and pondered for a long time.
...
The campsite, drenched in a quagmire of rainwater, was no longer romantic in any way, and the raincoat-clad crowd hiked up their shrugged faces.
Luna, who was packing up her tent with her head down, looked up to find the lotus leaf raised above her head again.
Eleazar straightened his arms and stood in the rain, making it hard to see his face.
"I'm sorry, I can't stay in that world of yours for long..."
Luna blushed for a moment, then heard him say, "But then, I could invite you in to see my world."
"What do you mean?"
Eleazar slowly emerges into a waterless face, "I want to share my secret with you, but I don't know if you'll understand..."
Luna thought back to his various wonders and immediately nodded her head in agreement.
"Yes!"
Better yet, he'll spill the beans on why he's purposely avoiding himself.
She suddenly leaped a little to speed up the movements of her hands.
"Wait for me to clean up~"
"No need to put it away, you'll have to set it up again later anyway."
Eleazar pulls her up and then walks a long way away again.
In the camp, several acolytes quickly craned their heads, sensing a terrifying heat wave brewing in the distance.
"That Witcher... What does he want!?"
Then, a silent red light pierced through the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky dissipated.
Suddenly the sky was clear for miles and miles, and the golden evening sun was spilling down, dazzling the people underneath.
And on a hillside, Luna looked a little lost in thought, as if something had been awakened by the dragon's breath, and a few scales slowly floated up under her cheeks.