Professor Keal awkwardly opened his mouth, allowing blood to flow from his nostrils and staining his clothes, all without using a handkerchief to wipe it away.
He just stared at Astr blankly, feeling that he was still in a dream.
Seeing this, Astr frowned.
'Fuck, I didn't make the professor stupid, right? It was not that scary...'
"Professor Keal?" Astr raised his voice and asked again, "Are you okay?"
"Ah," Keal suddenly regained consciousness and stammered, "I'm feeling well."
"What happened just now? Did you do it?"
Astr was silent.
'Since it was indeed me who caused the trouble, I am not afraid to admit it.'
So Astr nodded and said,Well, I did it. Hug -"
Before he could finish saying "I'm sorry", Professor Armstrong exclaimed,
"It's really you who saved everyone. Let me just say, in the end, that voice sounds just like you!"
Astr looked blankly and exclaimed, "Huh?"
'It seems like something is wrong. Wasn't he talking about the time I "accidentally" caused the Blue Elf to riot and almost killed an entire classroom of students?'
On the other side, Professor Keal was completely in shock and excitement.
He wiped the nosebleed casually, rushed off the podium in one stride, and trotted towards Astr with his round belly, his eyes shining brightly.
"Astr There is no doubt that you are a genius that is rare to see in a century, no, a thousand years.
"..."
After a moment of silence, Astr pursed his lips and smiled.
'Ummmm, you're right. Since you didn't find out that I was the initiator, then I won't admit it.
Keal excitedly said, "You are even comparable to Samuel Louis, who led everyone to resist the invasion of nightmares two hundred years ago."
After hearing this, Astr's smile faded.
"Professor, you are mistaken."
"Huh?" Keal's smile faltered, and he looked at Astr in confusion.
The white-haired young man in front of him whispered softly,
"You will find later that I, the rising star of the empire, will be the only one you see when you look up at night."
"... "
Keal was stunned for a moment, and then a huge wave rolled up in his heart, which was extremely shocking.
'This is beyond what a fourteen-and-a-half-year-old boy should be saying. I didn't expect such grand ambitions within this slender frame.'
For a moment, Professor Keal actually felt tears filling his eyes. He was both proud and regretful.
He takes pride in the fact that after two hundred years of the Leonis Empire, the Empire has finally produced another figure worthy of being engraved in history, and that figure happens to be his favourite student.
It is a pity that Astr Serene is trapped in the disease; his body is congenitally weak, and he may not be able to stand alone in the nightmare.
"Alas..."
Professor Keal sighed, with mixed feelings, and couldn't help but look around.
He saw Macul, the fourth-placed student in the entrance exam who was barely able to stay awake, with shock and envy in his eyes.
"No need to compare with Astr, Mr. Macul."
Professor Keal said it gently.
"In terms of wizard talent, I think there are only a handful of people in the entire academy, and even the entire continent, who can compare with Astr."
"..."
Macul lowered his head, pursed his lips reluctantly, and held his breath. He regained his composure, looked directly at Astr, and said in a deep voice,
"In terms of wizard talent alone, I admit I'm far from your level. However, let's not forget, you claimed to be number one in all subjects."
"It's not as if I lack the strength to compete."
"Yes, of course."
Astr raised the corner of his mouth, habitually wanting to cheer for this warrior, but suddenly remembered,
Macul's nerves are sensitive and cannot bear any stimulation.
So, Astr thought for a while, blinked his eyes, and said,
"You are so awesome, Macul. I admire you so much."
In an instant, the originally silent classroom fell into a "dead silence" in another sense.
With a sweep of the floor, Ellara's gaze locked on the bewildered Macul. Her hands, hanging by her sides, were clenched into fists, and her nails dug into her flesh.
"...Uh, cough."
Professor Keal quickly came to his senses.
Clearing his throat, he showed his unnecessary gentleness at this moment and said with a smile,
"Astral's school spirit is very good, so don't worry, you both are good."
'Ah, this is youth.'
Professor Keal, an elderly man, couldn't help but sigh. As his words settled, Ellara's expression remained calm. A trace of blood flowed from her clenched fist, transforming into flames that burned fiercely.
"..."
Macul was completely dumbfounded.
Facing the encouraging and kind gazes of Professors Keal and Astr, Macul, for the first time in his life, did not desire to be the centre of attention.
'Might as well pass out like a dead fish.'
Macul's expression gradually turned blank.
Macul gave up thinking.
Seeing his face no longer solemn and becoming peaceful, Astr nodded with satisfaction.
'I am really a little angel who loves to help others.'
'Hey~'
Just at this moment, a burst of chaotic footsteps sounded from outside the door, from far away to near.
Led by a woman with wheat-colored skin, a large group of people rushed in from the doorless doorframe and looked at the classroom in shock.
'What happened? How could it become like this?'
"This is a major accident. The principal is very likely to get angry."
The woman with wheat-coloured skin said tremblingly, her arms as delicate and round as cream stretched.
Just standing here, the remaining nightmare power cut into her nerves like a knife, making her scalp numb.
Hearing the words "The principal will get angry", Professor Keal suddenly withered like an eggplant beaten by frost.
'Oh, yes. Poor supervision can lead to accidents. I will likely be punished.
The desire for "promotion and salary increase" seemed to flap its wings and fly away.
The woman with wheat-coloured skin directed the teachers and medical staff to send the unconscious students to the infirmary.
"Are you Astr?" She looked at the unharmed Astr, sniffed twice with the tip of her nose, and wondered,
"Why do you have a strong smell of nightmares?"
'Nightmares can smell?' Astr couldn't help but raise his head curiously, his eyes very innocent.
"Oh my God! You are just like my 'Snow White'. She is a female cat that can only talk and is as cute as you."
The woman's expression softened, and she couldn't help but rub Astr's hair.
"I am Professor Trsicy, and I teach Wizard courses. Originally, I was supposed to meet you three weeks later."
At this point, Trsicy couldn't help but sigh, looking at the students who were being moved out one by one by staff.
Astr tried his best to feel guilty, but failed.
In his eyes, these lovely classmates have turned into little leeks waiting to be harvested. They are all the source of his fear.
"Dong dong."
There was a knock on the bare door frame, and everyone turned to look and saw Instructor Byron with an excited look on his face.
"Wow, the scene is really tragic."
Instructor Byron pushed up his monocle and looked as if he were about to recite a poem.
However, it is evident that Instructor Byron possesses talent akin to Astr's conscience—some, but not abundant.
'It's all superficial.'
After holding it in for a long time, but nothing came out, Instructor Byron coughed twice in embarrassment under the gaze of everyone.
Then, he walked quickly behind Astr, held the handle of the wheelchair, pushed him, and walked out.
"Astr, our distinguished principal is looking for you!"