Chapter 294 - It's Not Six

Ignoring the reactions of those around me, I waited for Teacher.

I told Mil and Kiara to finish our work for the day.

In an agitated state, I’ll make a bad decision.

I decided that even if I stop my current work, it won’t cause any trouble to those around me.

I nodded silently, saying that I would only put away what I was working on.

And then the Teacher arrived.

He looked healthy, albeit gaunt.

“Oh, thanks for waiting.”

Lightly, Teacher raised his hand.

But I naturally sensed that his time of death was near.

I could smell the incense.

Now is not the time to talk about it.

“Well, I have many questions I would like to ask you.”

Teacher cleared his throat lightly.

“Can we talk in another room for a minute? Just the two of us.”

The Teacher’s eyes were serious.

“I understand, let’s talk in another room.”

So the two of us move into a simple reception room.

There was no conversation.

I tried to pay attention, but the teacher’s gait was normal.

We both took our seats and looked at each other.

Immediately, the teacher opened his mouth.

“My time. As you know, I don’t have long. And you are not responsible. It’s because I kept drinking. Is that clear?”

I nod silently.

Teacher looked outside.

Then, without letting anyone hear him, he mumbled something.

“Before I became an advisor in Ravenna, I thought my life was boring. No matter what I did, there was nothing left. I was acutely aware of this when I studied apostolate. No matter what an ordinary person does, there is nothing left but dust. The world works better when apostle sneezes.”

Teacher quietly turned his gaze to me.

I remain silent.

If we don’t have time, let’s avoid unnecessary questions and answers.

Seeing me like this, Teacher gave a small laugh.

“It doesn’t matter what ordinary people do. The apostles decide everything, and the church supplements them. However, the world became different when I came here. What we did leads to the next. It made me feel like my life was worth living. By then, it was too late for this body, though.”

Then Teacher slumped languidly in his chair.

He closed his eyes for a few moments and opened his mouth again.

“I know what Alfred is thinking. We’ve already known each other for a long time, after all. You’re my successor, right? I have Prytanis as my assistant advisor, and I let him do the work. He’ll be fine. So make him the official advisor. I’ll be his assistant.”

“I understand. That was my original plan.”

Is it pointless to ask about his body?

I wonder if I should ask?

When I couldn’t give an answer, the teacher laughed.

“Don’t try to force yourself to mend it. Money is meaningless to a dead man. The same poor attempts at sympathy and concern are meaningless to me. Say what you think.”

It can’t be helped if he put it this way.

I scratch my head involuntarily in contemplation.

“Are you still drinking?”

“Oh, I have no idea what it tastes like, though. It’s become a habit of mine over the years. I have to drink or I get restless.”

It’s no use telling him not to drink now.

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?”

Teacher looked at my puzzled face with amusement.

“Well… if the lore is correct, I heard that the apostles could cure any disease.”

It would not be impossible.

It can force any inefficient means with enormous magical power.

Did the Teacher noticed? Who I am.

“Anything is possible. It’s truly a miracle.”

Teacher laughs meaningfully.

“But I don’t see any apostles. So my body suddenly becomes healthy. There is no chance of that.”

“Well, no apostle would sell such a miracle so cheaply.”

Teacher chuckled and shook his head.

“No… high-selling, but there’s no apostle. Because he hasn’t descended. Right?”

In other words, don’t do anything unnecessary… huh.

Is it possible to be that far-sighted? 

But… when I look back at what I’ve done…

“You’re right, he hasn’t.”

Teacher smiled a satisfied smile in response to my reply.

“Also. The only people the apostles will help are the relatives of their lovers or women. Old men like me are not in the target group from the beginning.”

Is that so?

I feel like they are helping men too, just because they stand out and remain as a story.

Of course, that would be if they were so inclined.

“Should you really show that much desire.”

“It’s a ten to one ratio. Is Alfredo so naive as to think that I’m not showing enough?”

“I take it back.”

“I know right. That’s good. Once again, I have something to say to Alfred.”

“What is it?”

“Don’t let me down. Even after I die. Promise me this. You got me into this fun business. I’m not going to let you refuse.”

So you want me to go through with what I’ve done so far.

There is no reason to refuse that word.

“Of course. I won’t let you down.”

Teacher nodded in satisfaction.

“Don’t forget. And… let’s talk about why I want to talk in a separate room.”

Teacher said something, a spell.

What kind of magic?

At my questioning look, he grinned.

“It’s a voice blocker. It’s a different kind from Milva’s, but I guarantee it works.”

“I guess it’s something that must not be told to anyone else.”

Teacher laughed meaningfully.

“That’s right. When I studied apostolate, I had access to the top-secret papal archives. I compiled them and published them, but of course, there are some facts that are being withheld.”

That’s a natural progression.

They will gather whatever information they can, even if it’s inconvenient.

That is exactly what will help in guiding the thoughts of the new apostles.

“Did you write it down somewhere?”

Teacher snickered at my question.

Then he pointed to his own head.

“If I were stupid enough to leave evidence like that, I’d be long gone.”

So there was a risk of something leaking out…

I guess you were surprisingly cautious.

“So you’ve memorized everything.”

“That’s right. Now, here’s the thing. It is said that there were six apostles. In fact, there were seven.”

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