Arcanum: Chaos Path

Chapter 361 Fors Can't Be a Lazy Bum Anymore

Bethel smiled upon hearing this, and chatted with Fors for a few more minutes, mainly to understand her current sequence and her level of mastery of extraordinary knowledge, and also to answer some questions that had troubled Fors for a long time.

After learning about Fors's general situation, Bethel gave Fors a few more instructions, and finally said, "I will come to pick you up in a few days. At that time, you will go to Abraham's family with the others to start your studies. Your foundation in occultism is very poor, and you need to catch up properly."

Upon hearing this, Fors blushed instantly, not for any other reason than she was embarrassed. After all, no matter how gentle Bethel's words were, they couldn't hide the fact that he was implying she was a poor student.

Unfortunately, Fors had only been an Extraordinary for a few years, and for most of that time he was a wild Extraordinary, until recently when he finally got a teacher.

Even so, due to the dire situation of the Abraham family, Dorian was unable to provide Fors with a systematic learning of extraordinary knowledge. He could only say that the important parts were taught and that Fors learned on his own, but it was clearly impossible to expect Fors to have a profound grasp of various occult knowledge under such circumstances.

At least in front of Mr. Men, Fors's occult knowledge was no different from that of a slacker, which made Mr. Men instinctively want to give her a systematic make-up lesson.

"I will definitely study hard and will never let you down," Fors said earnestly, suppressing her embarrassment.

This is serious. Although Fors is a lazy bum, she's not the kind of person who wouldn't seize an opportunity when it's right in front of her; otherwise, she would never have become an angel in the original story.

“Yes, I believe you,” Bethel nodded.

At this moment, Luo Lin suddenly spoke up: "Very ambitious, not bad. I hope you can give such an ambitious answer by the deadline in a week."

Fors was stunned for a moment. At that moment, she suddenly realized something and felt as if she had been struck by lightning.

Wait a minute, so even if she goes to study occult knowledge, she still has to rush to finish her manuscript?

"Otherwise what?" Rowling looked at her with a smile and asked in return.

Fors's momentum immediately weakened, and she almost subconsciously looked at Mr. Door next to her.

“I’m sorry, Fors, I’m afraid I can’t help you with this.” Bethel gave her a slightly apologetic smile.

So even Mr. Door can't defeat the Great Demon King Lucifer?

Fors felt a darkness engulf her vision; she could almost see her bleak future.

"It's alright, it's just about learning about the occult while working on a manuscript. I believe you can do it," Luo Lin said, patting her shoulder in a mocking manner.

I don't think I can do it, I can't do it... Fors's words stuck in her throat, and she didn't dare to say them for a long time. In the end, she could only say in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "Could I apply for a postponement of the deadline?"

"Sorry, no." Rowling shook his head with a gentle smile.

Fors collapsed completely. At this point, she no longer cared about her appearance and slumped on the table like a dead fish, muttering strange things like "I'm going to die," "How can we possibly manage this?" and "I want to be a lazy bum!"

“Lucifer…” Bethel, who was watching from the side, hesitated for a moment, but couldn’t help but speak up.

“You can exempt her from the mysticism course,” Rowling said, smiling at Him.

Bethel fell silent. To be fair, he was quite satisfied with Fors. Although Fors refused to be his student, this actually pleased Mr. Men even more. A person who would not abandon his teacher in the face of such great temptation was truly reliable and capable of becoming a pillar of support for Abraham in the future, and even a pillar of strength for Abraham after something happened to him.

As for the so-called teacher-student relationship, Bethel really didn't care about that.

This is why Bethel found it increasingly difficult to accept Fors's lack of knowledge in the occult. After all, in this world, it's better not to get involved in the occult, because once you do, the amount of knowledge you have can often determine whether you live or die.

In other worlds, knowledge equals power, which may be a metaphor. But in this world, knowledge equals power, and this can truly be demonstrated in battles and perilous situations.

Therefore, tutoring is definitely necessary!

Bethel could only look at Fors with a slight apology and say, "I'm sorry, child. I will prepare a potion to restore your energy. If you make full use of the night, it won't be too difficult to balance both aspects."

The voice is gentle, but the content is devilish.

“…Thank you, Mr. Men.” What else could Fors say but smile and thank you, though her eyes were completely lifeless.

She had a premonition that she, Fors Wall, the saltiest of the saltiest, the queen of procrastination, the master of procrastination, and a severe case of laziness, might have to say goodbye to her salty life and become a 24-hour workaholic.

Is this the price of being chosen by angels?

Fors was on the verge of tears, realizing that the famous saying of Emperor Roselle was indeed true: there is no such thing as a free lunch.

"Alright, let her accept reality quietly by herself! Let's not disturb her." Rowling shook his head and said, looking at Fors's despondent appearance.

Bethel did not object; He merely pondered for half a second before snapping his fingers.

"Snapped--"

Fors paused for a moment, then looked in surprise at a small box that appeared in front of her, floating about half an arm's length away.

“I almost forgot, consider this my gift to you,” Bethel said with a smile.

"This...you're too kind." Fors looked at the small box in front of him, somewhat at a loss, completely unexpected.

"As an elder, isn't it normal to give gifts to the younger generation?" Bethel smiled. Of course, he didn't give gifts to just any junior he met, but Fors really suited his taste, and with a bit of guilt, he gave this gift.

Bethel then added, "Aren't you going to open it and take a look?"

Upon hearing this, Fors quickly reached out and grabbed the box. Then, she carefully opened the small box, and inside lay a very beautiful necklace. The necklace was made of platinum and inlaid with several gemstones of excellent quality, making Fors almost unable to take her eyes off it at first glance.

This is so beautiful too!

“Each gem on this necklace has a special function…” Bethel explained at this moment. The gift He gave to His favorite student was naturally not some vase that could only be used for decoration, but an extraordinary item that combined the functions of running away, defense, and attack. It was an upgraded version of the stone necklace that Fors had used before, only more durable and not a purely disposable item.

(End of this chapter)