Who told you I am an NPC

Chapter : 106

For a moment, the Sigret office fell into a strange silence.

The gray-haired granny pushed up her presbyopic glasses and looked at Divik again with hesitation.

The badge couldn't be a fake, but she had indeed never seen this person before.

How strange.

"Alright, I'll send Ms. Alison a message." Her gaze swept over Divik and me, and she relented, "This teacher can go in first. I'll take this student to see the principal later."

Without a second's hesitation, Divik refused directly: "No need, I'll go with you."

Office Granny: ...?

A hint of suspicion appeared in her eyes.

She took out a small token and tapped it a few times, all the while looking back and forth between me and Divik with a scrutinizing gaze.

She was probably suspicious of us.

I sighed inwardly, but the office door was pushed open again. Walkley entered the room against the wind and snow.

He stomped his feet at the door and brushed the snow off his shoulders, "It suddenly started snowing heavily, I almost slipped and fell."

As soon as he looked up, he saw me. Walkley's eyes lit up and he raised his hand in greeting, "Yo, kid, haven't seen you in a while. Are you back from completing your assessment quest?"

"Ah, Teacher Walkley." Seeing a familiar face, I also broke into a smile, "Yes, I was lucky this time and completed the quest smoothly."

"I heard you drew the golden exam question?" Walkley said with a smile, "No student has ever drawn this kind of exam question before, you're the first. We've been guessing all this time whether you'd be able to make it back successfully."

Walkley walked over to my side and patted my shoulder, "Looks like I guessed right. Good kid, I wasn't wrong about you."

He gave a thumbs-up and a bright, toothy grin.

"Then I'm really grateful for the teacher's trust."

I thought this Teacher Walkley was really interesting.

"It's nothing, Alison also thought you could succeed."

Walkley laughed loudly. He greeted the gray-haired granny who had been scrutinizing me from the start, "Ri'an, Ms. Theresa."

"Ri'an, Teacher Walkley." Theresa nodded slightly at Walkley and looked at me, "Do you know this student?"

"Yes, I was the one who received him three months ago and took him to see Ms. Alison. He's the student who drew the golden exam question."

As he said that, Walkley slapped his forehead in realization, "Look at me, I almost forgot.

You've been away from the academy for a while, so you probably haven't heard everyone's discussions."

Theresa's expression was indifferent, "I see. In that case, Teacher Walkley, please take this student... and this teacher inside. I've already sent a message to Ms. Alison, and she has agreed."

Walkley still wore a big smile, not letting the topic drop to the ground because of Theresa's coldness, "Of course, I was just about to head back to the academy anyway, so it's no trouble."

He beckoned to me, "Come on, kid, let's go find Ms. Alison and see if your entrance assessment has passed."

Walkley's gaze went past me and landed on Divik, sweeping over the teacher's badge on his chest, "And this, um, teacher? You can come in with us too. Are you also looking for Ms. Alison?"

Just as Divik was about to say no, I beat him to it again: "Probably. When this teacher met me at the city gate, he said he was here to visit Ms. Alison."

Divik: ?

When did he say that?

But a smart dragon would not refute the King's words in front of others. Divik silently nodded and accepted the excuse I had found for him.

Walkley seemed to believe it. He said with a chuckle, "What a coincidence. Let's go, we can save the energy of one teleportation formation."

Nodding in Theresa's direction, Walkley led me and Divik to the small room where they had taken the teleportation formation before.

I looked back and saw that Theresa had already picked up that thick book again and was rereading it with her head down.

Where on earth did that hostility come from?

Could it be that her relationship with the Church of Light was not good, so when she saw that I was recommended by the Pope of the Church of Light, she was displeased with me?

I felt like I might have grasped the truth.

Walkley took them through the teleportation formation again, teleporting into Sigret Academy.

After they were far away from the office, Walkley gave me an apologetic smile.

"Professor Theresa is rather serious. She didn't scare you, did she? Actually, she's a very good teacher. She mainly teaches defensive magic and the History of the Eternal Era. If you're interested, you can take her elective course later."

My gaze drifted for a moment, "...History of the Eternal Era? Does it specialize in the history of the Eternal Empire?"

"Something like that. For some reason, Professor Theresa is particularly interested in the history of the Eternal Empire. She's been researching it all these years and has even specifically explored many ruins for it. Like this time, Professor Theresa just came back from the Eternal Ruins."

"Eh? I remember your assessment was in the Free City, right?"

Walkley suddenly remembered, "Then counting the time, Professor Theresa just came back from there, and you arrived in the Free City. What a coincidence. Did you two meet in the Free City?"

"After all, the closest city to the Eternal Ruins is the Free City. Professor Theresa should be resupplying there."

So that's what happened?

Hearing this, I shook my head, "When I was in the Free City, I was busy with the assessment and didn't walk around the city much. I didn't run into Professor Theresa."

I had only wandered around the city for two days when I first arrived in the Free City, and I couldn't really remember if I had met this professor.

But even if I had, the professor probably wouldn't recognize me.

I used my own appearance to enter Sigret. The face I used in the Free City was not this one.

Except for the prominent features like black hair and red eyes, I had intentionally changed my face.

Walkley: "That's a real pity."

Divik still followed behind them silently. Walkley looked back at him and smilingly pulled him into the conversation, "What's this teacher's name? I don't think I've seen you at the academy before? Are you a new teacher?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

Divik subconsciously glanced at me. I didn't mean for him to hide anything, so I didn't give him any look.

Since Sigret Academy was founded by Merlin, this academy could basically be considered half their territory. There was nothing to hide in one's own territory.

What's more, Divik was a proper honorary professor and a dragon, a proper long-lived species. It wasn't strange at all that he was still alive.

Divik paused for a moment and answered, "Charmite."

He didn't answer the rest of the questions, probably because he hadn't made up the lies yet.

I was a bit surprised. I had thought the name Charmite was a fake name Divik randomly came up with to enter Mandiper.

Now it seemed it was the name Divik used when he was out and about.

Walkley didn't mind. He smiled and chatted for a few more sentences, then led me and Divik to the top floor of the Black Building along the previous route.

He knocked on the door. This time, Alison didn't drag her feet and responded softly from inside: "Please come in."

Walkley opened the door, and I saw a spotless principal's office. If it weren't for my last experience, I would have really thought that this Ms. Alison was an extremely clean person.

And now, I looked down at the floor that was so shiny it reflected light and fell into silence: Could it be that Ms.

Alison had cleaned up the principal's office at the last minute because she heard someone was coming?

Looking up, I saw Ms. Alison buried in a large pile of documents, writing furiously with a quill pen, while another elegant lady was sitting on the sofa not far away.

Unlike Alison's intellectual appearance that occasionally revealed a childish girlishness, this woman sitting on the sofa holding a coffee cup looked more serene and wise, with a sense of historical depth in her eyes.

Although her appearance was still young and beautiful, she just gave people the feeling of a very old elder sitting here.

"Walkley—" Alison looked up and saw Walkley walk in. The expression on her face immediately fell, "Save me!! I don't want to write these documents anymore!"

"Ms. Alison..." Walkley was at a loss for whether to laugh or cry at this howl. He saw the other lady sitting on the sofa and understood what had happened. He nodded to that lady in greeting, "Ms. Penelope, long time no see. When did you get back?"

"Long time no see, Walkley. I just got back today."

Penelope gently placed the coffee cup in her hand on the table and smiled at Walkley, but her gaze fell on me behind him.

The smile on her lips remained unchanged as she curtsied slightly in my direction.

My eyes flickered, and I also nodded at Penelope.

Although I had never met this lady before, hearing Walkley call her name, I immediately realized who she was.

Penelope, a student of Merlin's former student. So, Merlin was her grand-teacher.

Currently, she was the true principal of Sigret Academy and also Alison's older sister.

"Walkley, why are you ignoring me—" Alison wailed even louder, "Quick, save me, I've been looking at documents all day!!"

Walkley's attention was drawn by Alison's cry, and he didn't notice the interaction between me and Penelope at all.

He helplessly took a step forward, "Ms. Alison, there are still students here. Please pay attention to your image."

Alison scratched her hair in frustration, "Ah, I want to pay attention to my image, but if I keep looking at these, some of my beautiful virtues will disappear!"

I glanced sideways.

"Are there really that many?" Walkley subconsciously looked in Penelope's direction.

Penelope finally spoke, "If Alison hadn't soaked in the study for two whole weeks without handling a single matter, these things wouldn't have piled up to this extent."

She shook her head helplessly, "Just before you came, Alison had just started to deal with these documents. It hasn't been that long.

Please ignore her complaints. She just sees you as an easy target and wants you to help her with these trivial matters."

Having her motive exposed, Alison stuck out her tongue, "Oh, don't say that. I don't see Walkley as an easy target at all. Isn't that right! Walkley~ just help me, I really can't finish it all."

Alison made a face like a poached egg with teary eyes, "The heartless Penelope said if I don't finish today, I'm not allowed to eat. She's so mean."

Walkley: ...

Walkley sighed with his forehead in his hand, "I know, I know."

As he spoke, he walked towards Alison's desk, "You find the urgent documents and give them to me first. I can only help you with half of them. Please handle the other half yourself."

Hearing this, Alison immediately jumped up, her pitiful appearance gone, smiling very triumphantly, "Great, I knew you were the best, Walkley!"

Penelope shook her head helplessly, "It's because you always indulge Alison, Walkley, that she's already two hundred years old but still acts like a child."

Walkley and Alison both showed a guilty expression, identical to each other.

"Forget it." Penelope stood up, "Then I'll leave this office to you. I hope you can finish all these documents by tonight."

After speaking, she turned to me, "In that case, Your Excellency, how about we discuss the matter of admission in another place?"