Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 37 Diana

Silver Candle Wizarding Academy, in front of the auditorium.

Richard looked at the brightly lit auditorium and felt a little uncomfortable moving his legs.

A person's appearance can be disguised, the body can be disguised, but the soul cannot.

In this world, everyone's magic book is connected to their soul. Although these magic books look similar, in fact, everyone's magic book is different in pattern, thickness and material.

Everyone's magic book is unique, just like everyone's fingerprint in reality.

I have lived with Mr. Kappa for so long that I know his magic book by heart. If I look closely at Mr. Kappa's magic book, I can determine whether he faked his death or really died.

Thinking of this, Richard couldn't help but feel distressed.

Every night when I couldn't fall asleep, I convinced myself countless times that Capa must not be dead, but I always had worries in my heart and dared not be completely sure.

Now I am about to see Kappa's body and his magic book. If I find out that Teacher Kappa is really dead, what should I do next?
"Ahahaha! Xiao Li! Why are you here so early? Haha, there are many of us, so we are slow to prepare. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

Richard was deep in thought when he heard a loud shout behind him.

He turned around and saw Dean Hank of the Mage Academy coming over with two teachers and two students from the Mage Academy.

Richard observed carefully and found that the two teachers were his colleagues at the Magic Academy and they were quite familiar with him.

Come to think of it, he also knew those two students and they had a close relationship.

Dean Capa is a legendary wizard of high status and power. His funeral cannot be just a simple funeral, but also a grand event of interpersonal relationships.

Those who have in-depth relationships with Dean Kappa and will attend the funeral come from all walks of life throughout the Silver City-State, and their strength and status are not too low.

This is what is called talking and laughing with great scholars, and interacting with no unlearned people.

Being able to attend the funeral of President Capa is in itself a manifestation of social status.

As long as the people attending the funeral are willing, it is easy to find a noble person who can help them. This is called mixing in circles.

For people with similar social status to Capa, such as Dean Hank, this opportunity to mingle in circles is insignificant, as their circles already highly overlap with Capa's.

But for younger generations like Richard, this opportunity is extremely precious.

Although there are no explicit rules, each guest invited to a funeral is limited in the number of people they can bring.

Those who were able to be brought by Dean Hank to attend the funeral were naturally all juniors that Dean Hank favored.

……

Originally, I should have been one of them.

But now I am a role model who is likely to receive the Silver Cross Medal, and I am also the warden of Saint Laurent Prison, and I am branded as a permanent member of Mahel. I am a school of my own. I can't mix with these young people.

Richard thought about it, smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Dean, what a coincidence, I just got here too."

He opened his arms and gave Dean Hank a warm hug, taking the opportunity to nod to his two colleagues.

The two colleagues smiled and nodded in response, but did not dare to disturb them.

Dean Hank patted Richard on the back, then put his arm around Richard's shoulder and pointed to the two students, a boy and a girl, behind him and said:
"These are the talented students selected to participate in the Golden Law Award this year. They are all from key classes. They read about your heroic deeds in the newspaper and admire you very much.

I promised them that I would introduce them to you. Xiao Li, you have to give me this favor. "

"What are you talking about, Dean? I couldn't ask for more!" Richard responded with emotion:

"Four years ago, when I was selected by you to participate in the Golden Law Award, I was just like them, in my prime and full of energy.

Now……"

"Now you are a hero! Haha." Hank patted Richard's shoulder hard and interrupted Richard's words.

He pointed at the male student and said:
"Pokebi Kasim, the young man who researched blood magic last year, has great potential in the research of unpopular blood-related magic."

Cassim is the eldest of three sons in the Tokepi family. His father, Tokepi Towershield, is a powerful clerk in the Nine Rings Council of the Silver City.

There are two boys and one girl in their family. The girl is the youngest and has just started her enlightenment. The second son is applying to the magic academy this year. I was his tutor for a week and helped him to improve on the super transformation of light magic.

"Teacher Li!" Kasim shouted excitedly, "Do you still remember me? When you were tutoring my brother at my house, you took the time to teach me. I am very grateful to you."

"Of course I remember you." Richard said with a smile: "Your diligence and seriousness impressed me deeply."

"Great! I knew you didn't forget me, Mr. Li." Kasim clapped his hands excitedly and said, "After we heard about your deeds, we all admire you very much.

He dared to confront the evil angels and blocked the terrifying stigmata chains for the Lord of Xingge City.

For the sake of the one he loves, he would rather tell the truth even at the risk of losing the [Silver Cross Medal].

So cool and so romantic.

You are our idol. I told my classmates that I knew you, but they didn't believe me and said I was bragging.

Teacher Li, can you please sign my name for me? I will show it to them and make them so jealous. "

"of course can."

"Great! Thank you, Teacher Li."

As Cassim spoke, he took out a notebook and a feather pen and handed them to Richard with both hands.

Richard smiled and took the quill.

He thought for a moment, took a pen and was about to write down the eight words "Study hard and make progress every day".

But when the tip of his pen touched the paper, he found that there was nothing on the paper, no trace left.

Cassim turned pale and exclaimed: "Oh no! This pen is broken."

He snatched the quill from Richard's hand.

This scene made Hank and the others all look unhappy.

The pen is not broken, it's just that the pen is a magic pen.

As long as a little bit of magic power is injected into the pen, it can make the pen write very beautiful and smooth magic handwriting.

But for Richard, who has no magic power at all, he can't use this pen at all.

For the wizards of the Silver City, magic power is as common as eating and drinking. Such magic pens are everywhere in the Silver City and are the mainstream of stationery.

Of course, Richard did not blame Kasim. He believed that Kasim did not do it on purpose, he was just not careful enough.

But at this time, what Qasim did still seemed very impolite - just like handing a loudspeaker to a mute, putting headphones on a deaf person, and giving running shoes to a person who lost his feet, as if he was deliberately humiliating Richard.

"Teacher Chad, please use mine. I want your autograph, too."

At this moment, a pink postcard was suddenly handed over from the side, along with a thick ink pen.

The girl standing next to Cassim had squeezed to Richard's side without knowing when, and looked at Richard with a sweet smile. Richard couldn't help but tremble at the girl's fair and white skin and bright light blue eyes.

Orr Diana.

The student he had taught was excellent in both character and study, gentle and strong-willed, hardworking and motivated, beautiful, intelligent, generous, energetic, and also the subject representative of "Magic Materials" which he taught.

Even Richard had to admit that Or Diana was an almost perfect student. The only problem was that she had confessed to him that she wanted to be with Master Yuzu.

Looking at the pink postcard, Richard's memories that had been suppressed in his subconscious mind began to surge up unconsciously.

This postcard is exactly the same as the one Diana used when she confessed her love to him.

Those cheesy love words that made his back tingle whenever he thought of them were originally written on this kind of postcard and handed to him.

……

"Teacher Chad, why did you reject me? Is there something wrong with me?"

"Diana, you are very good, and I like you very much, but this kind of liking is the liking between teacher and student, not love. Give up, it is impossible between us."

"why?"

"No reason...Diana, I am absorbed in my study of magic and have no plans for a romantic relationship for the time being.

Besides, I am the teacher and you are the student... You are so smart, you will definitely understand what I mean."

"You're lying! Mr. Chad, you're lying! I don't believe it! It's impossible that you don't love me.

Every day after school, I would ask you questions and you would answer them so patiently, elaborating on every aspect without getting tired of it.

As for other people's questions, you just deal with them simply by answering them.

This must be your preference for me.”

"Ah... no... Diana, you have to know that people's understanding abilities are different. When I explain the magic knowledge to other students, they don't have enough knowledge and can't understand it at all.

Even if you don't understand what I say to you, you can memorize it and gradually understand it.

You are smart and studious, just like me when I was young. I admit that I am a little partial to you, but it is not favoritism.

I am a teacher and you are a student. It is my job to impart knowledge to you. How can this be love? "

"No, I still can't accept it. I won't talk about things related to study, I will talk about things related to life.

When other students call your name, you will stop them and ask them to call you Teacher Li.

The only thing you don't stop is when I call you Teacher Chad.

Isn't this specialness your preference for me?
If you didn't love me, why didn't you stop me when I called you Mr. Chad?"

“This…Diana, you are my subject representative, so of course I have to be nice to you so that you will be willing to do things for me.

If another student were my subject representative, I would not stop him from calling my name. "

"You! No! No! I can't accept that!

Teacher Chad, you must love me, but because of your status as a teacher you are unwilling to admit that we are in love.

I wrote down a lot of evidence of your love for me. Please wait a moment while I look through my notes. "

"That's enough, Diana.

Maybe some of my previous actions have caused you to misunderstand. No matter what I did before, I am very sorry, and those were not meant to love you.

You are still young and don't know what true love is. Your liking for me must be an illusion.

Because I am your teacher and I determine your grades, you are naturally in awe of me, which triggers your attachment to the strong. But this is not love.

I'll just pretend that you never confessed, and let's just let it go."

"No! Not at all! I can be sure that my feelings for you are love!"

"No, it's not. You're so smart, as long as you control yourself a little, you'll figure it out quickly."

“Control?! Teacher Chad, you’re going too far.

Do you know what my love for you is?

My love for you is the sinking of free will, the unstoppable outburst of emotions, and the impulse of the soul without distinguishing between right and wrong.

How can I control myself from loving you! It's too much to ask. "

Richard: ...

"That's bad, Diana, you may not know. According to the rules of our college, if a teacher and a student have a romantic relationship, the teacher will be expelled.

If a teacher and a student not only have a romantic relationship, but also a physical relationship caused by deception or coercion, then the teacher will not only be fired, but also fined a large sum of money or even go to jail.

According to the college's supplementary law, all physical relations between teachers and students are deemed to be seduction or coercion.

If you can't control your emotions, for my future, I will have to apply for a transfer and stop teaching your class. Don't make it difficult for me, Diana."

"No! Don't ever apply. Teacher Chad, I was wrong. I won't confess to you. I will go crazy if I can't see you.

Teacher Chad, I can't control myself from loving you, but I can control myself from expressing it.

For the sake of our relationship, I will be patient until graduation, but I hope you will seriously consider me. I hope to be your Al Diana, not just one of your subject representatives. "

……

"Mr. Chad, why don't you answer?
"Don't tell me... you don't even want to give me your autograph? You just took Kasim's autograph pad... He can do it, why can't I?"

Richard was stunned for a moment, and Diana's voice became a little aggrieved.

Richard said quickly:
"Of course not. Teacher, I just didn't expect you to specially prepare a pen for me. Diana, you are so thoughtful. I am very happy."

"Of course, Mr. Chad." Diana said softly, "The classmates in the class were very happy to know that you blocked the stigma for the city lord that day.

They were all proud to have a heroic teacher.

I was the only one who cried for a long, long time.

I care more about your feelings than being a so-called hero. You must be in a lot of pain without your magic power..."

"I can adapt, no need to worry."

Richard was afraid that she would continue talking, so he interrupted Diana and took the postcard and pen from her hand, wrote down the words "Come on" and signed his name. Then he wrote "Come on" on Kasim's signature board and quickly returned the two signatures and pens without wasting a moment.

Help! If she says something like this, I don’t know how Hank will tease her.

When Richard saw Diana, who was giving him a headache, even the melancholy in his heart was alleviated a little.

(End of this chapter)