By the time Laeticia woke up, it was already afternoon. When she saw that the sky was not quite right, she sprang up from her magical bed. Ignoring the fact that her clothes were disheveled from her sleep, she rushed towards her desk in a daze.
"Calm down, calm down. Put on your clothes first." Baiyi's voice rang out from behind her. Laeticia turned around and saw Baiyi at the filing cabinet behind her, helping her organize her documents. If everything went according to plan, Baiyi would be the one to do most of her work for the day.
"Mmm … Mr. Hope …" Laeticia said gratefully. She bowed slightly at Baiyi, probably to thank him for his help. Then, she returned to her desk, narrowed her eyes, and began to put on the sexy armor.
Baiyi let out a sigh of relief. 'This girl really doesn't know how to dress up. She's wearing a white shirt, but she's wearing a black lace undershirt. Isn't she afraid of being seen?' 'But then again, no one would be able to see her wearing the Saintess armor, right?'
Laeticia had woken up, but Baiyi did not want to ask the questions that he had initially planned to ask. While she had been asleep, the Cleric Walker had been talking to him about Laeticia's problem. The Cleric Walker's plan was to let nature take its course and not interfere with Laeticia's affairs, leaving her to deal with it on her own.
'You can't rely on him!' 'She's already fallen from grace, but he's still letting things run their course? Isn't he afraid that his precious student will fall from grace? Or is he planning to let her fall from grace? '
The Cleric Walker, who had always succumbed to Baiyi's tyranny, was unexpectedly strong this time. Although he did not shout slogans like 'f * ck the f * cking management dog', he still maintained a tough stance and tried to reason with Baiyi.
"It's hard for an atheist like you to understand our understanding of faith, especially for people like me. Faith is no longer a dogma, but an indescribable state of mind. Such a state of mind won't degenerate, and it won't fade just because I have a special fondness for beautiful girls. What I've been going against is the dogma made up by the church. As my apprentice, Laeticia must understand this on her own. Only then will she be able to free herself from the cage of faith. This is a process that no one else can help her with. In fact, it might even backfire, "the Cleric Walker said with a straight face.
But why did it sound more like he was spouting nonsense with a straight face? Isn't religion born out of made-up dogma? That was the foundation of religion! If this fundamental thing was denied, could it still be called faith? Only emphasizing one's mental state can be considered faith? Can a gentleman also become a kind of religion? He did not quite agree with the Cleric Walker's words. In fact, he felt that the Cleric Walker was merely trying to find an excuse for his gentlemanly behavior.
"Then how do you explain why I can still use God's Word? I'm sure you're familiar with the prerequisites for using such a high-level theurgical spell, right? " The Cleric Walker retorted. "Doesn't this mean that my faith is still recognized by the True God?"
'But why do I feel like your True God is both deaf and blind? Isn't this a contradiction to begin with? You said that the True God looked after you, and yet he threw you into the Void? It was obvious that the True God was even more erratic than the War God himself. He could not be understood with conventional logic.
The Cleric Walker was at a loss for words. He did not know how to refute Baiyi's claims from an objective point of view. The Cleric Walker's Faculty of Theology had been researching and studying the God's Word, but after so many years, the Cleric Walker had not been able to produce any objective results. Their conclusions were too subjective. The Faculty of Theology was able to communicate with the Cleric Walker, but it was impossible to convince a stubborn atheist like Baiyi.
At the end of the day, faith was an idealistic thing. If the starting point was not objective enough, how could one produce objective results?
Although Baiyi had the upper hand in the debate, for some reason, he decided to respect the Cleric Walker's suggestion and did not pursue the topic further. Perhaps it was because he could not think of a better way to deal with the Cleric Walker at the moment. For the time being, Baiyi decided to put Laeticia on hold.
Laeticia, on the other hand, heaved a sigh of relief when she noticed that Baiyi did not bring up the topic again. He only told her to rest and take care of herself. She seemed to be relieved.
'Could it be that the culprit that's making her so miserable is not the Church, the Cleric Walker, or the Supreme True God, but me?' A strange thought popped up in Baiyi's mind.
'But I'm a little worried that I won't be able to sleep at night after sleeping so much during the day …' Laeticia's brows furrowed slightly, but her lips curled into a smile. The two different expressions on her face made her look even more charming.
"How about I go to the Alchemy Faculty and look for some Sleeping Potions? I heard that they have a new potion that can help sorcerers enter a deep state of meditation quickly, "Laeticia suggested.
"No!" Baiyi quickly waved his hand. "How dare you drink something from the Alchemy Faculty? I don't think they would even dare to drink it themselves. Most of them are used to scam the nobles out there … "
Baiyi's words were obviously slandering the Alchemy Faculty. In fact, the potions produced by the Alchemy Faculty had always been a hot commodity in the market. Not only were they popular in the Southern Continent, but they were also sold to the Northern Continent through Undine's channels. The potions produced by the Alchemy Faculty were also well received. They were considered the flagship products of Da Xue, surpassing the Blacksmith Faculty and the Engineering Faculty.
Naturally, the Dole Family, which was affiliated with Da Xue, had made a fortune. No wonder Miss Undine was so eager to get married.
However, Baiyi's worries were not without reason. Perhaps it was because they had inherited the crazy ways of the Alchemy Faculty's president, Nobel, that the faculty and students loved to cause trouble. Over the years, the Alchemy Faculty had suffered the highest accident rate among all the other faculties. Explosions, drug poisonings, toxic leaks, and the like were common occurrences. Every year, they would only stop after a few accidents. Fortunately, there had been no casualties so far. Perhaps this had something to do with the fact that the Alchemy Faculty's neighbor was the Faculty of Theology?
This made it hard for Baiyi to be optimistic about the Faculty's products.
By the way, the second and third most injured students were the Faculty of Liberal Arts and the Faculty of Theology, respectively. Most of the injuries were caused by the Jawflower. Everyone should know how it was caused. Anyway, everyone knew that Da Xue's president, Master Hope, had raised a vicious hound called the Jawflower, whose sole purpose was to thwart the romantic relationships between young men and women. Rumor had it that only by passing the Jawflower's test could a couple truly find happiness.
This was all made up by the students of the Faculty of Liberal Arts, who had nothing better to do than to write articles about the Jawflower. They had already written many slanderous articles about the detestable Jawflower, and in some fantasy novels, the Jawflower had even played the role of a demon that would destroy the world.
Anyway, let's get back to the topic at hand. In response to Laeticia's insomnia, Baiyi gave her some conservative advice, such as counting, hugging something to sleep on, massaging a few sensitive acupoints on her body, or drinking a cup of black tea that would make her drowsy. In short, these were the more traditional methods.
"Let's not talk about the other methods for now. Is there really a black tea that can induce drowsiness?" Laeticia asked curiously.
"Ahem, ahem. My bad. I forgot about it. Just pretend I didn't hear it," Baiyi said awkwardly.
Just as they were about to part ways, Baiyi suddenly remembered something important. He returned to Laeticia's side, patted her head, and said, "There's one more thing. You have to promise me that you won't return to the Holy City for this Grace Day."
According to the Church's rules, the Saintesses who were sent out were required to return to the Holy City once a year during Grace Day. They were to be summoned by the Church and receive the blessings of the True God at the Oracle Hall. Laeticia had done the same thing in the past, but back then, the Church was dominated by the Pacifists, so she could return safely. The worst that could happen to her was some rolling eyes and gossip.
Now, however, the situation was not as simple as rolling eyes and gossip. Knowing how the Radicals were, they would most likely make a move on Laeticia. For safety reasons, Laeticia could not continue this tradition this year.
Laeticia understood Baiyi's concern, and she nodded regretfully. "I understand. I won't go this year. But … Mr. Hope, are you still not going to celebrate Grace Day with us?"
"Ahem, ahem!" Baiyi coughed heavily. "I like peace and quiet. I don't like the atmosphere of a festival." With that, he left awkwardly.
'Laeticia will listen to me, right? 'She's always been a good girl. No matter how devout she is, she's not that stupid …' Baiyi thought to himself as he made his way home. When he reached his front door, he saw Santa and Anna sitting on the stone steps in front of his house, waiting for him. Each of them was holding a pot of plants that Baiyi had planted in an animal coin jar. Beside them were a few other pots.
'How dare these two little animals play with the plants that I've been taking care of?!' Baiyi was about to explode in anger, but when he saw the two little ones sitting on the stone steps like two daughters waiting for their father's return, he could not help but feel a surge of warmth in his heart.
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