'Speaking of which, from a role-playing perspective, perhaps I also need to establish a place similar to a school, teach some students, and play the role of a respected sage in the field of mysticism?' Lynn pinched his chin, feeling that this was worth a try.
After all, the Hidden Sage has been teaching everywhere. As a unique existence, there must be a reason for this behavior. Since Lynn currently doesn't have a clear direction for playing the Sage, trying this out wouldn't be a bad idea.
Anyway, having more schools and more people learning knowledge isn't a bad thing.
'But this is too much like being a corporate slave... Damn, does Sasrir have some strange aura?' Lynn scratched his head. The Smurf account, which was originally sorting materials in the Second Epoch, couldn't help but glance at Sasrir with deep "resentment."
Feeling the gaze, Sasrir asked, "What's wrong? If you're too tired, you can take a break. I'll handle the rest."
Sasrir always seemed to be like this. Cold and ruthless to enemies but extremely gentle to his own people. This gentleness wasn't fake or merely polite; Lynn could confirm that Sasrir's warmth and care for him and Medici were genuine. He could also see that Sasrir's pity and concern for those suffering humans were real.
This sometimes made Lynn wonder if Sasrir was really the so-called "negative."
But then again, being negative doesn't necessarily mean being bad. After all, there are people like Spider-Man. Given the character of the ancient sun god, it's not strange for his negative to be like this.
While thinking this, Lynn didn't hesitate for a second. He put the materials on the table and smiled, "Then I'll trouble you, Sasrir. Thank you very much."
This action made Medici, who was also helping, pause and look at Lynn with a complicated expression, almost rolling his eyes.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Did you find your brother particularly dazzling today?" Lynn smiled, though his words made Medici's fists clench.
It's another day of wanting to punch my brother.jpg
"Medici, you should rest as well. There's not much work left today. Leave it all to me." Sasrir, seeing the undercurrents between the two little ones, spoke gently, trying to prevent another fight.
"You said it..." Medici put down the file, stood up, and looked at Lynn with disdain. "I'll go see if there are any good candidates among those signing up for the legion today."
His expression almost said that Lynn, who only thought about playing, was trash.
"Funny, I also plan to select a group of suitable students for future teaching. After all, I am to become a Sage." Lynn smiled and got up. As he passed Medici, he intentionally bumped his shoulder and said, "Join me, little brother?"
Medici: ...
...
Sasrir sighed as he watched the two fight again.
"You guys... sigh!" Sasrir almost instinctively tried to mediate but then reconsidered, only sighing helplessly and continuing with the files.
As usual, Lynn won their scuffle.
Patting Medici's head, who was sitting on the ground, Lynn cheerfully said, " You have some improvements, but at this level you still can't beat me, little Red!"
"Hmph!" Medici snorted, refusing to look at his annoying brother.
"So, keep trying, little Red. I'm waiting for the day you surpass me!" Lynn thought, standing up, dusting himself off, and heading to the temporary human settlement.
Medici got up, brushed off the dust, and followed with a scowl.
Sasrir's gaze softened as he watched them leave.
Although raising two kids made life hectic in many ways, compared to the lonely and monotonous past, Sasrir didn't mind the liveliness.
Being relied upon, cared for, and having help with work was new and pleasant for Sasrir.
Though sometimes, he wished the kids were a bit more obedient.
Why are they both so mischievous?
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'Though I can win now, given a Hunter's advantage in close combat, one day Medici might actually beat me. Better to win more fights before that day comes...'
In the Fifth Epoch, Lynn, dual-Surfing, selected students while reflecting.
The more he fought Medici, the more he felt Medici's rapid progress in combat.
It's no surprise. Hunters may not match Warriors in melee, but they're still formidable, while Mysteries is a mage path.
Even if Lynn could suppress Medici with experience now, as Medici digested his potion and mastered his abilities, surpassing Lynn in melee was inevitable.
Such is the plight of a normal person before a cheat.
"Sigh..." Lynn theatrically sighed, spinning 0-08, pondering his next move.
First, he needed to quickly advance to Sequence 8. He had already bought one main material for Melee Scholar at Mr. A's gathering and had a lead on the other, which he would acquire tonight.
As for auxiliary materials, Lynn had long prepared those.
His next goal was clear: joining the Tarot Club.
'To join, I need to get the Fool's honorific name. Waiting for the Silver City incident takes too long. I should approach Fors and Xio; they should already have the name.' Lynn pondered, pausing the quill in his hand.
"Worried about being targeted by an evil god, Xio might tell me the Fool's name, hoping I know something about mysterious beings. That sounds reasonable."
(End of chapter)