Chapter 191 - Santis Seid (1/2)

Santis Seid was standing in front of the feudal lord residence in a reserved and uneasy manner. He repeatedly inspected his buttons and clothes; his messy hair and bloodshot eyes indicated that he didn’t have a good sleep for the entire night. This was the result of being extremely nervous.

“I have to show that I am confident. I have to show my profound knowledge of magical theory. I have to answer each question promptly. I cannot cough loudly or speak in an unclear manner. I cannot behave inappropriately in front of the feudal lord…”

The Grade 2 Mage was muttering something as though he was trying to memorize the crucial points for questions in a test. At this moment, the doors of the feudal lord residence suddenly opened. A young girl wearing a female servant dress ran out with rapid speed. She ran out of the door and through the front yard. She then used a dangerous posture, seemingly about to fall over, and stopped in front of Santis Seid, giving a shock to the latter.

The little maid Betty looked around before staring at Santis’s eyes and asking in a sharp and pleasant voice, “Have you seen any suspicious person loitering secretively around in the vicinity?”

Santis was awakened from his repeated chants and didn’t react in time. “Ah? Suspicious person? I don’t see any…”

“Okay, thank you!” Betty bowed in an exaggerated manner and ran back inside with the same speed she used when she ran out. She left behind the Arcanist who was stunned and didn’t know what had happened.

Two seconds later, Santis finally understood something… Could the suspicious person that the female servant was looking for be him?

Then again, how could there be such a bold and forthright female servant in this world…?

Just as he was feeling dumbfounded, someone opened the doors of the feudal lord residence again. That energetic little maid ran out again and arrived in front of Santis to ask, “Are you that suspicious person who had been loitering around secretively?”

“Erm… I was loitering around just now, but I am not secretive or someone suspicious.” Santis tried to explain, but he felt that this little maid didn’t have a very good mind and was afraid he might say something wrong that might let her have the wrong ideas. The maid might not have a very high status, but if she could run here to relay the message, it meant that she was able to contact the feudal lord directly. It was best for Santis to speak carefully. “I wish to see the feudal lord. It is—”

Before Santis could finish, Betty yelled out with a delighted face, “Oh, then come in. Master is looking for you!”

Moments later, Gawain met with the royal capital’s Grade 2 Arcanist, Santis Seid.

Gawain had already recalled the time he saw Santis Seid’s name. He was that Grade 2 Arcanist who was part of the 100-men assistance from the royal capital. A Grade 2 Arcanist was considered a rare “higher-ranked talent” within that group. According to this era’s status ranking, a person with an occupation would definitely have a higher status than regular craftsmen. Spellcasters were considered nobles among the occupation holders. A Grade 2 Arcanist might only be a low-ranking occupation, but due to the convenience of magic and the extensive knowledge that Mages had, this Arcanist was considered among the elites of the group. As such, when he first arrived, Gawain had arranged for Santis to work at the Magic Crystal Refinery and was responsible for testing the various types of compatible crystal products.

After making those arrangements, Gawain had completely forgotten about Santis Seid.

On the one hand, Gawain was indeed very busy, and he wasn’t able to have any peace with all the affairs happening within the territory and the disturbance of the heretics on the outside. On the other hand, Santis Seid wasn’t very prominent, and he didn’t strive to have better treatment or status, nor did he have any outstanding contribution. After he was arranged to work at the Magic Crystal Refinery, he had been quietly staying at his post. According to what Heidi found out, this royal capital’s Arcanist had been “mixing around with those kiln workers every day, and it was impossible to differentiate him from the workers as they were all covered in dirt”. If Santis Seid hadn’t come over here spontaneously, Gawain might have completely forgotten that the territory had this spellcaster.

Now that Gawain thought about it again, he used particularly curious eyes to look at this royal capital’s mage… Santis had disheveled hair, reddish and sunken eyes, and a skinny and tall body. He was wearing old mage robes that were washed so much that it was turning pale. He stood in the center of the room in a reserved and nervous manner while his hand subconsciously fiddled with the button on his clothes. It seemed like the button was about to be pulled off by him.

“Santis Seid, Grade 2 Arcanist, you come from the Royal Mage Association, right?” Gawain looked at the nervous young mage for a moment before asking, “Why are you looking for me?”

“Ah, I… I am here…” All of the mental scripts that Santis had prepared had instantly vanished. He spent a lot of time before stating his purpose for coming here. “I heard from Miss Jenni that you are recruiting teachers…”

Gawain was stunned as he had already put out the notice to recruit teachers for over a month ago, and he had also disseminated the information to the 100-men aid team. There were a few literate craftsmen who had already applied to become temporary teachers at the night school. However, he didn’t expect a Grade 2 Arcanist to also be attracted by this information. “Indeed, I am recruiting teachers… Could you be interested?”

“Yes… yes, I am.” Santis Seid exerted strength and finally pulled the button off his shirt. “I… I can… I hope I can serve as a tutor in your residence. I am good at arcane magic and the fundamental theory of magic. I also know heraldry, Anzu history, and noble etiquette. I might not have a high status, but I am good at teaching others. You can be at ease to hand your heirs to me—”

“Hold on, hold on.” Gawain knew that this Arcanist was only halfway through the explanation, but he couldn’t help but interrupt. “I think you have mistaken the objective of this recruitment… I am not finding a noble tutor for my heir.”

Santis’s expression was at a complete loss as he nervously rubbed the button in his hand. “Ah? Isn’t it?”

“Don’t you know? I only have two heirs now, Heidi and Rebecca. The former has already graduated a long time ago, while the latter is well-versed in both the literate and the martial. Both of them have mage ranks higher than yours. Rebecca might possibly need etiquette classes, but you are obviously not a match for her… unless you are proficient with weapons and also adept at long-distance running and assault?” Gawain spread his hands and said, “Anyway, I am not looking for a tutor for my granddaughters. I am looking for night school teachers.”

“Night school?” Santis continued having a blank expression. It seemed like he didn’t know about this at all. “I… After receiving the task, I have been staying in the Magic Crystal Refinery.” Santis revealed an ashamed expression. “Apart from work, I have been reading in my dwelling, and I don’t really pay attention to other things. If Miss Jenni didn’t tell me about this matter, I might not have known you were recruiting teachers.