The new semester progressed smoothly for a month, and the girls seemed to have gotten used to it. Their resistance to Baiyi's presence was not as strong as before, and they became more obedient. November arrived, and the weather began to turn colder. Winter was coming.
There were a few things that happened during this period. For example, Grand Paladin Captain Grunewald, who had brought Laeticia to Baiyi's house, paid him a visit. He wanted to check on Laeticia's progress, and he also wanted to talk to Baiyi about the Godsfall cult.
According to the Grand Paladin Captain, the cult had suffered a heavy blow. Tens of thousands of cultists had been arrested, and a large number of related businesses had been investigated. Many of the higher-ups had committed suicide, and the cult was on the verge of collapse. Baiyi believed that it would not be long before they were uprooted from Isythre. At least, that was what the Church believed.
This was really good news!
"Master Hope, on Grace Day, the fifth of December, would it be possible to invite you to preach in the Holy City?" The Grand Paladin Captain asked before he left.
"Haha! We'll talk about that when the time comes, haha …" Baiyi had no choice but to brush it off. This so-called Grace Day was like the Spring Festival in China or Christmas in other countries. It was the most important holiday of the year. Out of conscience, Baiyi decided to let the people enjoy it. When the time came, he would take the girls and find a realm to hide in.
However, he did not know how to explain it to them. The girls had been looking forward to the festival for a month, and he did not want to spoil their mood. Maybe he should just leave on his own? However, he had to spend such an important festival alone. It seemed quite pitiful, wasn't it?
Today was their weekly rest day, so there was no class. The girls had gone out to play, and only Attie stayed behind to keep Baiyi company. The Kitty Cat Maid was curled up beside him like a kitten, napping on the couch.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
"Urgh …" Attie quickly woke up. She rubbed her eyes and ran to open the door. A few moments later, she entered the living room with a bald man in tow.
"He says he's your friend," Attie said, pointing at the bald man.
Baiyi turned his head to take a look. Wow, that shiny scalp! Since when did I get to know this guy whose whole body is covered in liver? Baiyi thought.
"Please forgive me for my sudden visit." Baldy stretched out his left hand and raised three fingers vertically in front of his chest. It was a familiar posture. Looking at the robe he was wearing, although it looked like the most common white robe, with a slight sweep of his mind power, he could see an invisible pattern in the shape of an eye on his chest — that was the symbol of the Door of Conundrum.
Why would this group of academic nerds look for him? Baiyi was a little confused, but he remembered that he had once worn the Great Sage armor from the Doors of Conundrum. Thus, he imitated Baldy's gesture and raised three fingers in front of his chest to form an eye.
After instructing Attie to prepare some tea, Baiyi politely invited Baldy to take a seat. Baldy bowed to Baiyi respectfully before sitting down. Then, he took out a letter from his inner pocket and handed it to Baiyi.
"Great Sage Hope, my name is Kurtz. I am the representative of the Doors of Conundrum in Arfin City. I have come to inform you of the decision of the Council of Sages."
The Council of Sages was, in theory, the highest level of management in the Doors of Conundrum. However, most of the members of the Council were nerds. Every now and then, they would gather for a meeting. Every year, they would only issue a dozen or so orders. Most of the time, management was left to the lower levels of the Council, the Arbitration Council, and the Executive Council.
However, because of this, the decisions of the Council of Sages were extremely authoritative, and Baiyi had no choice but to treat them with caution. He took the letter and opened it. There were only two pieces of white paper inside.
These people always like to play these little tricks on these meaningless parts … Baiyi thought to himself as he used his Psychic Energy to poke at the letter a few times according to a special frequency and fluctuation. Then, lines of words appeared on the letter.
This was a special communication method between the Great Sages of the Doors of Conundrum. The entire letter was encrypted with some kind of secret technique, so those who did not know anything about it would not be able to tell.
As for why Baiyi knew about it? Of course, it was because this encryption technique was invented by a bored person in the Void.
Baldy took the cup of hot tea from Attie and waited patiently for Baiyi to finish reading the letter. When Baiyi was done, he added, "Actually, I've sent you a few letters before, but I never received a reply. That's why I'm here."
"Ahem, ahem. Maybe I didn't notice," Baiyi explained casually.
Baiyi did not usually read those letters because no one ever wrote to him. Occasionally, the letters he received at home were accounting books from the alchemy workshop, or love letters from idiots who did not know what was good for them. Later on, he received invitations from various nobles, but Baiyi did not care about them. He left them all to Laeticia. The village girl was still at the stage of learning how to read and write, so she could learn to read and write.
Thinking back, Laeticia did mention that she had received a few blank pieces of paper. Baiyi thought it was a prank, so he asked her to burn the letters and grind them into ashes, which he then threw into the little animal coin jar.
Baiyi wondered how the nerds from the Doors of Conundrum would react if they found out that their secret letters had been used as fertilizer.
Baiyi raised his head and looked at the eye symbol on Baldy's chest. Hmm, five eyelashes. This confirmed Baldy's identity, so he said, "Great Sage Kurtz, about this order from the Society of Sages … I still have some questions …"
"What is it?"
"Why was it decided to be me? I'm already a Soul Armature now, and I'm no longer in the Doors of Conundrum. These things are more suitable for the Great Sage over there, right? "Baiyi said as he stroked the letter with his hand, and the words on it disappeared one by one.
"You're being too humble, Great Sage Hope. Your knowledge and wisdom will not diminish in the slightest because of your current identity …" Baldy complimented Baiyi, and then he went on to explain a whole bunch of things to Baiyi.
By the time Baldy left, Baiyi still could not find a suitable excuse to dismiss the matter. So, he sat alone in the living room, tapping his gauntlet, trying to come up with a plan.
After a while, Mia and the others had also returned with their new winter clothes. The little girl was the first to notice that Baiyi seemed to have something on his mind. Hurriedly, she ran towards him and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind the sofa. Rubbing her face against his mask, she asked, "Mr. Hope, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Baiyi replied casually, pinching Mia's cheeks. "It's just that … you guys are going to have company …"
Basically, every Great Sage of the Doors of Conundrum had a certain amount of authority and responsibility. In terms of authority, Baiyi had exercised the right to recommend one of them once. In terms of obligation, the Great Sage of the Doors of Conundrum either had to publish some impressive academic papers, produce some research results, or nurture a few outstanding students for the Doors of Conundrum.
They did not question Baiyi's identity as the Great Sage. After all, he had taken out the Seal of the Great Sage. The Doors of Conundrum's way of doing things was relatively simple. As long as you presented the Seal of the Great Sage, your identity would be acknowledged. It did not matter if you were a fake or not, but you would have to fulfill your obligations. If you did not fulfill your obligations, then things would get a little ugly …
Before this, Baiyi's presence was relatively low. Although the Doors of Conundrum had acknowledged his identity and accepted Vidomina, who he had recommended, they did not pay much attention to him, the Great Sage, who had been living in exile. However, now that Baiyi's presence had skyrocketed, and the Church had been using him as a positive role model, the Doors of Conundrum finally remembered that Baiyi was from their side. Although they could not find any relevant information about him, it did not matter. The Doors of Conundrum would not look into such a famous person.
As long as he fulfilled his obligations, it would be fine even if he did not return to the Doors of Conundrum. He was the hero who saved the world, so he must be very busy. The Doors of Conundrum understood his difficulties, so they just had to suffer a little and send their students to him.
"That's about it …" Baiyi said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. A helpless expression appeared on his face. He did not expect that his greed for Vidomina's Saint Quartz Staff would cause him to get into such a mess. Sure enough, there was retribution for taking someone else's belongings.
He had thought of directly rejecting or ignoring the task. The Doors of Conundrum was an academic organization. What could a bunch of nerds who did not know how to fight do to him? However, if the Doors of Conundrum spread the news that he was a fake Great Sage and had an ulterior motive, it would be troublesome. It would be a small matter if his hard-earned reputation was ruined, but it would cause unnecessary suspicion and suspicion.
"If that's the case, just accept the task. This way, you'll have a good identity as a cover. In the future, if anyone wants to investigate you, they'll just have to sneak into the Doors of Conundrum," the Scholar advised in the Void. The Scholar tried to persuade him. In fact, it was she, the real Great Sage, who had come up with the idea to impersonate the Great Sage.
"That's not what I'm worried about. I'm worried that they'll send some random students to me. It's fine if it's a male student, but if I remember correctly, there are still white-haired students in their seventies or eighties, right? Wouldn't it be disgusting to send such people to me? "Baiyi voiced out his biggest concern in the Void.
"Isn't it better if that's the case? These old students are quite good at self-learning. You can just throw them something and let them figure it out on their own. It's very convenient! "The Scholar continued in the Void.
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