117 - Gathering

Under Lynn's continuous prodding, Jenny nodded and quickly took out the notebook she was holding, flipping to the latest page. She pointed to the title and inquired, "Professor, I'm still not quite sure about the Cartesian coordinate system you mentioned today, especially this question..."

"If you want to determine the distance between two coordinate points, you need to use the Pythagorean theorem we discussed earlier. You can mark the differences in the horizontal and vertical coordinates on the axes, and then connect them with a line. This way, it becomes a right-angled triangle formed by joining two coordinates, and it comes back to the question of geometry..." Lynn explained the problem-solving approach to Jenny in a straightforward manner.

When it comes to doing real work, it's time to give specialized guidance.

After all, Lynn had promised to apply for Jenny's graduation in the name of a professor as long as she passed the exam. To prevent too many people from passing, leading to a rejection from the council due to an excess of applicants, the test content had to be challenging.

However, this level of difficulty had its limits. Lynn couldn't introduce unfamiliar topics; at most, the questions were just a bit more challenging in terms of format.

To ensure that Jenny could answer all the questions correctly, specialized guidance was necessary.

Although it might seem unfair to other students, seeking a professor for extra lessons was not something to be ashamed of.

Lynn had never prohibited other apprentices from asking questions, but Jenny asked more and delved deeper.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Jenny closed her notebook. She looked at Lynn and said with a smile, "Thank you for your guidance, Professor. I have to admit, you are a really amazing teacher."

A faint blush colored the girl's cheeks, and her eyes sparkled as she gazed at Lynn in front of her. It seemed like she had completely immersed herself in the academic exchange they had just had.

"I just started learning about arcane mathematics earlier than you did," Lynn shook his head.

Even if it was just half a year earlier, Jenny cast a slight disdainful glance at him. She understood why the other students in the regular classes looked at them with envy and jealousy when she was with Lynn; the gap in talent was simply despair-inducing.

"Well, I won't bother you any longer, Professor. We'll see each other again tomorrow." Jenny closed her notebook, filled with answers and problem-solving strategies, and prepared to leave.

Lynn stood up and escorted the witch to the door. As she was about to leave, she glanced at the joints of Lynn's left hand, which was used to open the door, and said with a touch of sentiment, "I didn't expect the teacher to give you this."

Lynn paused for a moment and then followed Jenny's gaze, lowering his head to look at the "Faceless Ring" on his left ring finger.

So, Kora was also a member of the Faceless.

Lynn was greatly surprised. This was completely unexpected, but he kept his composure. "The teacher cares about this ring? Do you know what it's used for?"

Jenny shook her head. She only knew that Kora had worn this ring when he accepted her as an apprentice. She guessed it must be a powerful alchemical item, but she had never seen him use it in front of her.

After the silver-haired witch left, Lynn closed the door and gazed at the "Faceless Ring" in his hand.

Could it be that his identity had been revealed by Kora?

But wasn't Kora captured by the church and taken to the Holy City?

It was unlikely that he had escaped. Maybe Kora had mentioned him to someone before being captured by the church.

"Hasn't Number 4 been absent for a long time?"

Lynn suddenly remembered the words spoken by one of the attendees at the Faceless gathering. Could Number 4 refer to his mentor, Kora?

***

On the following evening, in the southern district of Iyeta Harbor, a luxurious mansion stood, and three carriages drawn by camel-like creatures came to a slow stop in front of the entrance.

Lynn, disguised as Radak, stepped out of one of the carriages, ready to participate in the so-called promotion ceremony.

Accompanying Lynn were fifteen apprentices under Radak, including Brock and Patti. They were both excited and anxious, hoping to be chosen and take a giant leap forward to become noble official wizards.

"Lord Radak, please." The robust guard at the entrance opened the tightly closed iron gate and invited them inside with great respect.

Lynn led the group of apprentices into the mansion's entrance. They followed a path paved with cobblestones and proceeded towards the mansion's interior.

Meanwhile, the robust guard had once again closed the iron gate behind them, casting a mocking look in their direction. Unbeknownst to him, a dozen small, pitch-black rodents sneaked into the mansion amidst the bustling crowd.

These rodents were puppets controlled by Lynn using his psychic ability, the [Rotten Corpse]. Their small size made them inconspicuous, and they were joined by a few gray crows and even more discreet geckos.

Though they lacked combat strength, they served as Lynn's eyes, observing the layout of the entire mansion and its surroundings. If necessary, the liquid explosives they carried might come in handy.

After passing through a long corridor, Lynn and the group arrived at the mansion's banquet hall. It was spacious and filled with a variety of exquisite dishes and desserts displayed on long tables.

The banquet hall was already crowded with many guests, and a rough estimate indicated there were at least one or two hundred people. Most of them were apprentices, but there were also many official wizards, including Barbara and Hank. Lynn even spotted Leya, the city's law enforcement officer.

Their faces bore smiles of varying degrees, and they conversed with each other, creating a rather harmonious atmosphere.

In the center of the banquet hall, a male servant dressed in a tailcoat danced gracefully on the stage. Lovely maids held silver trays, ready to serve drinks and food to the guests.

"Radak, why are you always the last one to arrive?" Hank spotted Lynn as soon as he entered, walked over, and lightly tapped him on the shoulder.

"Early birds may catch the worm, but isn't it better to arrive in style?" Lynn responded casually, surveying the lively scene in the banquet hall. Then he lowered his voice and asked, "Are you sure Nos will come to this gathering?"

Over the past few days, Lynn had tried to control the gray crows to find any trace of Nos, but he had come up empty.

"If he hasn't cancelled the promotion ceremony, he'll definitely come." Barbara stated confidently.

As Barbara finished speaking, Nos, dressed in a gray robe, appeared in front of everyone.