I was an apprentice in Ferren

Chapter 96 Afraid of you?

One-way teleportation staff

Effect: Once per day, teleports you to a designated location.

Price: 4000 gold coins
Note: Although its function is simple, the materials needed to withstand the fifth-circle spell cost a considerable amount of money.

Communication Gem
Effects: Allows free use of communication within a 1000-mile radius. The recipient also needs a communication gem, and sending a message requires knowing the recipient's key. Increasing the distance requires the infusion of mental energy. Interdimensional communication is not possible, and the energy may run out, requiring periodic recharging.

Price: 1000 gold coins
Note: This is a long-distance communication method for the wealthy, but it is easily affected by unexpected interference. The maximum usage time is 100 hours, after which you can exchange it for a gem worth 500 gold coins to provide energy.

On the way back to the locker room, DuPont still couldn't hide his excitement.

Becoming a private apprentice can help you overcome the initial financial difficulties. As long as you are willing to work hard, you can also say that you have a broad road to becoming a high-level mage. Even if you graduate at the latest at the age of 18, as long as you maintain a good relationship with your mentor, it is not a problem to borrow and watch spells.

Of course, since the mentor has made an effort, the apprentice will naturally receive something in return after graduation. After becoming a private apprentice, no matter whether they enter the local government, the military, or the parliament after graduation, they will carry a strong personal mark and become people who are naturally on the same side as their mentor. If they betray their mentor, they will be labeled as treacherous and disloyal, and their social circle will be fixed.

It can be said that unless one becomes an adventurer and travels around the world, as long as one holds a position, one will inevitably be regarded as a member of a faction.

However, every disadvantage has its advantages. In addition to enemies, there will be many allies in the same camp. Even if the mentor is not available, many senior students who have graduated will be willing to take care of this newcomer from their own faction. It can be said that he has directly entered a network of connections.

However, if a mentor has another mentor, that's a different story. You might meet many like-minded people at a meeting, and you'll have people to help you wherever you go. As long as your mage level keeps up, your promotion speed will be incredibly fast, like riding a rocket.

Of course, this is a bit far-fetched, but even human mages can easily extend their lifespan with medicine. Becoming an archmage and living for two hundred years is a piece of cake. Even if they only take on a few apprentices each year, in 100 years this will become a terrifying network of relationships. And with Mystra, who is known as the 'most generous goddess', as long as one becomes her chosen one, lifespan will no longer be a problem.

The current Speaker, Commadil, is a voter of the Magic Lady. In 585 of the Vale calendar, he led a mage army to defeat the barbarian army led by the legendary barbarian king, Reinhard I, who possessed great anti-magic abilities. He has served as Speaker ever since and is still alive in 1355. Every three years, he gives a speech on the day of victory in Yarakh. In the eyes of some mortals, he is no different from a demigod.

As for the assessment, DuPont was not worried at all. He was confident that he was better than most apprentices of the same age, whether in written tests or practical exercises.

Although his theoretical knowledge is mediocre, he has a systematic approach!
Although this scoundrel only cares about money, he'll actually get things done once the money is right, which is much better than some hypocritical guys.

After returning the holy emblem, Dorothy noticed DuPont's barely concealed joy and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Did some sinner give you a generous tip?"

“No, but it is indeed a very happy thing.” When good things happen, people are in high spirits. Dorothy had helped him secure many benefits before, and after thinking about it, DuPont decided to share this with her: “I may be selected by the mentor to become an apprentice.”

"Oh? That's certainly a good thing." Seeing the boy's happy expression, the female priest smiled as well, but quickly thought of another question: "Does that mean you'll be leaving soon?"

“I’m not too sure about that either.” DuPont shook his head. “But I should still have time to come back then, after all, everyone needs a vacation.”

“Studies at the academy are very demanding, and it costs mentors to take on apprentices, so don’t even think about taking it easy.” Dorothy sighed softly and straightened his collar. “But this is a good thing after all. Maybe you’ll become a full-fledged mage and start receiving a stipend soon.”

With no one around, DuPont quietly sent a message: "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to part with it?"

“A little,” Dorothy hummed softly, a blush rising to her cheeks. “What’s wrong, little brother? Do you want to go see the stars with your sister?”

"Just go, no one is afraid of whom."

"Dream on." The female pastor lightly tapped DuPont's chest with her slender fingers. "If I were caught doing this in church, the lady might not say anything, but those old fogies in the church would probably expel me."

"What are they angry about? Just because they're impotent, they think normal people can't have a happy life either? I think these old guys should be swept into the dustbin of history."

DuPont's words made the pastor laugh. Just as she was about to refuse, he said, "Besides, it's fine if it's not in the church. I have a small house in Damai Village. The villagers there rest when it gets dark. We can just go back earlier."

“Damai Village, huh? That’s certainly a very remote place.” The female pastor’s eyes flickered. “Then why don’t we go out in a bit?”

"Hmm? If someone sees this, it might have a bad influence."

"Invisibility spell, huh?" The female priest moved her fingers, drawing a small circle on his chest. "Divine magic is precious, but isn't it meant to be used in these crucial moments?"

"You can do that?" DuPont blinked. "Then why don't you come to my dorm? There aren't many people in the college here today, I live alone."

“That’s not impossible either.” Dorothy bit her lip, a hint of defiance flashing in her eyes: “What about time?”

"Now."

"Now?" The pastor hesitated, worried that Sophie would be angry if she knew. "It's not dark yet."

“A student might come back tonight, so it’s better to do this sooner rather than later.” DuPont said with a snort, “Or are you scared?” The boy’s words made the female pastor laugh. Such a bad provocation was really cute. “I’m not afraid of you. But I need to have Angie help me distribute communion first. You can wait for me at the door.”

With a casual snap, DuPont walked into the changing room amidst the deliberately hushed gasp of the female pastor. After he left, the female pastor chuckled and returned to her room, but froze at the door.

Do I really have to stand up DuPont and go do the communion and sermons that I've done countless times before?

Although no one could find fault with this reason, and it was amusing to think of DuPont waiting there in vain, was I really interested in distributing this work?

After thinking for a long time, Dorothy shook her head.

After her skills stagnated, she had long lost patience with the job and was only doing it out of inertia and wishful thinking, hoping that the lady would see her efforts. She didn't even dare to let the lady look into her heart and see if she was still as devout as before.

But why should I accept the invitation?
Although DuPont is really cute, do I really want to do this?

For ordinary people, romantic love is perfectly normal, but most churches are conservative. As a pastor of considerable status, being discovered to be playing with an innocent young boy is no small matter.

This risk could even lead to his expulsion from the church.

Even if she weren't discovered by the church, as a beautiful descendant of a god and a noble fifth-ring pastor, if she lowered her standards for choosing a spouse, some widowed nobles would probably be happy to accept her, who still possessed purity, and wealthy merchants would probably be willing to kneel down and kiss their toes.

But have I really come to the point where I need to choose old and ugly men to satisfy my already meager material desires?
No, what she has been most eager to do all these years is to trample her former classmates underfoot. What widowed nobles are there in Harua who can give her the overwhelming power to trample her former sisters underfoot?

Such men do exist, for example, the man her good friend Sophie's husband, Dean Lavoisier, is one such man. However, Sophie has been married to Lavoisier for several years without being touched, and even needs to confess to him to soothe her increasingly broken spirit and heart.

If even his sister-in-law, who bears a striking resemblance to his ex, receives such treatment, how could that man possibly respect anyone else?

Thinking of this, the female pastor couldn't help but clench the holy emblem on her chest, her gaze turning icy.

If you all marry into wealth and status to compete with your husbands, why can't I find a handsome, considerate, and promising young lover?

It's not like she doesn't have the ability!

Thinking of this, the female pastor took off the holy badge and went to the church, where she found the young pastor who was diligently preaching.

"I have some business to attend to at the magic academy in a bit, so I'll leave the task of distributing Holy Communion to you."

“Okay.” Angie didn’t think much of it, but noticing the pastor’s slightly flushed face, she sensed something was wrong and subconsciously asked, “What’s wrong, Pastor? Is something the matter?”

"It's nothing serious, I'll be right back." Dorothy smiled and turned to leave, unaware that Angie's gaze had become somewhat vacant and her face was flushed.

Pastor Dorothy, who was just one step away from the sacrificial ceremony, didn't go to deliver communion, but instead went to do such a shameful thing with that scoundrel DuPont?!
Is this without being married?

No, she had to stop this unblessed thing from happening!!

However, looking at the many devout believers in the church, Angie felt somewhat conflicted.

The church was short-staffed, and she simply couldn't leave.

Now, we can only hope that Pastor Dorothy will realize her mistake soon and not do anything she will regret.

Her thoughts were in disarray, and the young pastor was delivering communion in a daze. Her unwell condition did not escape the notice of the old nun: "What's wrong, Angie? Are you feeling unwell?"

"A little." She was a little embarrassed, "but it's nothing."

The old woman looked at the little girl with a kind expression: "Go and rest if you're not feeling well. We'll help you here."

After hearing this, Anqi hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you for your help."

"What's the trouble? Everyone here is a regular believer, and we can do most things ourselves. Go and rest. The church really doesn't send more young people here."

After patiently listening to the old woman's words, Anqi apologized again and left, hurriedly returning to her dormitory to change into casual clothes.

Pastor Dorothy, please don't let that scoundrel DuPont be bewitched and do something you'll regret!

(End of this chapter)