Ember Skywalker

Chapter 31 Step-by-step temptation and the old madman!
Shiver opened the door.

The room inside was surprisingly large, with no walls and only a huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The sunlight shines through the window and falls on the plants all over the house.

There is almost nothing in this room except plants, no, there is also a table.

There was a woman sitting behind the table, with her two amazingly long legs hanging over the table, swinging back and forth.

Seeing him, Schiffer rubbed his hands nervously and said with an apologetic smile:

"Um... Dean, this student is in trouble."

"I understand. You can go out now." Christine said without raising her head.

Shiver ran out as if he was escaping.

The president put too much pressure on him.

"Your name." Christine said, looking down and fiddling with her fingers.

She was wearing a fiery red robe and had her hair tied up in an elegant bun with emerald vines wrapped around it, making her look mysterious and noble.

"My name is Raven, Dean."

Riven was also a little nervous. After all, he was alone with the top strong man in this plane.

The woman raised her head and looked at Raven quietly, feeling the dull pain in her heart.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

His tone was indifferent and his eyes were indifferent.

Ever since the Burning Tribute, she has given up on Raven.

Raven repeated the matter of borrowing money.

Christine blew on her fingers:
"You didn't explain it in detail. Tell me why your mother was injured and what happened before."

"Menopausal woman!" Raven complained.

Judging from the other party's attitude, it was obvious that they were playing a trick on him, so his trip today was in vain.

After taking a deep breath, he briefly recounted the story of his escape from the small town.

Christine suddenly looked up, her voice trembling:

"Wait, Samuel? You said the man who saved your mother was called Samuel?"

Raven was confused, but nodded.

"Is he about forty years old, dressed as a wood wizard?"

"Yes."

Christine suddenly fell silent, her delicate eyebrows sometimes tangled, sometimes relaxed, and finally turned into a touch of melancholy.

"I didn't expect that you'd been right under my nose all these years... Humph, you're so good at hiding!"

The female dean actually showed an expression of a little girl.

"Could these two be old lovers?" Raven thought as he took a quick look.

As if realizing her mistake, the headmistress coughed majestically:
"Since it was that bastard Samuel...that guy who saved your mother, I will naturally help you once."

She paused and looked at Raven seriously:

“But, what about next time?
If your mother remains unconscious, will you continue to borrow money like this?
With your level of mental strength, I'm afraid you can't make that much money."

Raven sighed, the president was right.

Christine looked at Raven. Apart from his low mental strength, his personality was quite calm.

She had gotten to know him privately, and compared to other children of the same age, he actually possessed a rare resilience.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Dean, please speak."

"How did you dodge Oaken's flaming spear?" She had heard about the duel.

The Flame Halberd is an advanced burning technique with built-in tracking capabilities. It is impossible for ordinary burning practitioners to dodge it.

"It's just luck."

"Is it really luck?"

"Of course, I don't have that ability."

Christine was suddenly disappointed.

She had originally expected this boy to have some special abilities.

You know, the light and heat from the approaching flaming spear are too bright for the naked eye to see directly, let alone dodge accurately.

Unless he has special abilities, knows the trajectory of the flaming halberd in advance, and dodges at the last moment, thus preventing the flaming halberd from changing direction again.

Can't you give me a surprise? Christine was secretly annoyed.

Suddenly, she had an idea and remembered Feyre's request.

Then don't blame me.

Clearing her throat, she said:
"Raven, let me tell you that after the Burning Tribute, I am very disappointed in you.

During that ceremony, the spirit of the White Tower gave you three spiritual origins, but your spiritual power did not improve at all.

The spiritual essence is so precious that it is hard to find even with 100,000 gold coins, let alone 10 gold coins. But you wasted them all."

"Is there such a thing?"

Raven was shocked, how could he not know.

"Master Dean, I don't understand."

“You don’t need to understand!”

Christine interrupted him rudely.

"In my opinion, you have no future. If you want to save your mother, there is only one way." "What?"

"Sell yourself."

Raven was startled.

Damn, could it be that this old woman has a crush on me?
I am still a pure virgin.

He had heard in the past that many older women liked young men. Could it be that he would be the one to do that?
"What's that look in your face?"

"No, it's just that I... am very weak and no one wants me even if I sell myself." Raven wanted to discourage the old woman.

"What are you thinking about?

I'm talking about using yourself as collateral to do a favor for a friend of mine.

As long as you agree, I can give you twenty gold coins immediately. Not only that, he will also give you a salary.

However, this favor requires you to endure a little pain.

Of course, it's just a slight pain, not even painful, but you can't regret it, are you willing?"

You should have said it earlier. A little pain is nothing.

Raven nodded, "No problem."

Christine reached for the ring on her hand, took out an exquisite scroll, and wrote something on it.

"Here is the contract, please sign it."

Raven took a look and found no problem, so he signed it immediately.

"Hahaha, very good."

The matron smiled and wrote another letter.

“Take this letter to the northwest corner of the White Pagoda and find a small red building.

There is an old guy named Faye, you will listen to his arrangements from now on."

After saying that, she took out a bag of gold coins and threw it to Raven.

"Here are twenty gold coins."

Raven took a deep breath, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

"Thank you, Dean."

"Thank me?"

Christine had a strange expression on her face.

"Okay, then you have to hold on and don't run away."

"Damn... I'm not going to be fooled, am I?" Raven looked at the dean suspiciously.

The latter put his hands behind his back and turned to observe the plants around him.

"Damn it, there must be something wrong!"

Raven was more certain.

"Anyway, I have the gold coins, so I'll just take it one step at a time. If it doesn't work, I'll think of a way."

Soon after, he stood in front of a small red building.

I don’t know how many years the small building has been there. The walls are covered with vines and it looks a bit shabby.

Raven knocked on the door several times, but no one answered.

He pushed open the door.

The room was very dark, and a strong smell of medicine mixed with a pungent smell of mold hit him in the face, almost making him vomit.

Through the darkness, he vaguely saw a hunched figure in the room.

"Hello! Is Master Feyre here?" he asked loudly.

"Oh!"

A ball of blue flame rose up, reflecting a pale face.

Oh my god, it’s a ghost! Raven was shocked.

He was a slovenly old man with a wrinkled face, looking particularly eerie in the light of the flames.

"Oh! my darling!"

The old man let out a heart-wrenching scream, a red light flashed on his body, and his figure suddenly accelerated and came in front of Riven.

Before Raven could react, she was grabbed by the neck and lifted up.

"Boy, you disturbed my restoration and destroyed my treasure. I will strangle you to death!"

"Oh... the dean asked me to come here. I have a letter of recommendation."

Raven's hands were waving wildly, and he was about to die.

"Christine?"

The old man was puzzled and loosened his grip: "Give it to me!"

Pfft!
Raven fell hard to the ground, gasping for air.

"Don't dawdle, hurry up!"

Damn, I almost got strangled to death. This old guy is simply a lunatic.

Forget it, let’s not bother with him. Raven took out the letter tactfully.

The old man glanced at the letter and looked at him with a strange look.

"Your name is Raven?"

(End of this chapter)