Chapter 2: Onward! Holy Dawn Academy! (2/2)

“If you don’t tell me that means there’s a conspiracy!”

“Haha, don’t go to Holy Dawn Academy then.”

…

Late at night.

Starlight softly enveloped Ayrin’s small courtyard.

The exhausted Ayrin was already asleep, snoring in rhythmic bursts.

Now and then there were a few words mixed alongside the snoring:

“Hurry up and tell me what the hell the bloodline is, bastard…”

“He actually scammed me for so long, I thought it was a homeless old guy, but he actually had so much silver hidden on him. I’m not going to let you get away with it…”

“Don’t tell me if you don’t want to tell, I’m going to find out sooner or later anyway.”

“Ooohh… Holy Dawn Academy… Holy Dawn Academy…”

Old Ginns stood in front of the bed Ayrin soundly slept on. He couldn’t hold back a faint smile inside the darkness when he heard the academy’s name repeated time and again in Ayrin’s sleep. He softly mumbled to himself, “Usually you never ever mention the matter of entering an academy and studying there, but your inner self is in fact just as hungry and thirsty as your body when you think of all the other youngsters going to school in search of their own dreams… You’ve worked far harder than others to obtain what’s yours, so presumably you’ll cherish it more than others as well. Ayrin, I’m very much looking forward to your future performance.”

“Don’t tell me then if you’re not going to tell me. That mysterious air like it’s something amazing, no matter how amazing it can’t be dragon bloodline right…”

The fast asleep Ayrin flipped his body over at this time, and once again spoke in his sleep.

“Little guy, could you please not look down on me so much. You go slowly search for the answer by yourself.”

Old Ginns looked at the small and thin figure inside the blankets, and couldn’t help but become somewhat depressed and annoyed once again.

…

“What! Ayrin is going to study at Holy Dawn Academy?”

Cororin Town boiled with activity in the morning.

Ayrin stood at the town’s entrance with a travel bag on his back. Both sides of the road were filled with people who came to say their farewells.

“Old liar, where did Ayrin get the money for Holy Dawn Academy? Although they say you can go study there as long as you’ve awakened, tuition money and living expenses are still essential…”

“Cough cough, I already said I used to be an arcane master, I have some savings…”

“I can still believe you if you say you’ve saved up some money, but just look at yourself, who’s going to believe an old thing like you’s an arcane master!”

“Anyway, he can take out the money to let Ayrin go to school right now, at least he’s found a conscience.”

“Old liar, you’re not going with Ayrin?”

“I already said I’m an arcane master who came to guide Ayrin. I can retire and do my own thing now that he’s gone.”

“He still wants to sound tough…”

The farewell crowd made a stir to no end. Ayrin and old Ginns finally embraced each other and said their goodbyes, ready for his formal departure.

Ayrin asked against old Ginns’ ear, “You’re really not leaving this place with me?”

“My mission was to search for you and guide you. Now it’s done, I should retire and rest for a while.” Old Ginns said, “I’m too old to chase after dreams.”

Ayrin made a very contemptuous hand gesture and muttered, “Conspiracy… There’s definitely a conspiracy…”

“Then you can not go to St. Dawn Academy.” Old Ginns laughed out loud and looked at Ayrin with a gaze that completely saw through him. He added softly, “There’s no need to worry about me. You should understand already, someone like me who can casually give you a pile of silver coins can live pretty well even without you.”

“I won’t care about you then.” Ayrin humphed, turned around and left. Another sentence drifted out in a quiet voice nevertheless: “Old Ginns, I’ll miss you.”

Old Ginns looked dotingly at his back. He also said in a soft, serious voice, “I’ll miss you too.”

“I’m going!”

Ayrin stretched out both his hands, then made an onward gesture. Filled with grand aspirations, he yelled at the top of his lungs, “Onward! Holy Dawn Academy!”

“Wrong! Come back!”

“Ah?”

“Moron, is that the direction of Holy Dawn Academy? You’re going the other way!”

“Haha, worthy of little Ayrin, he can smash his own feet five times a month, now he gets the direction wrong even when going onward.”

“…!”