Doggone Academy

Chapter 56. Master Class (10)

Translator: Atlas     Editor: Ambrtrn

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“Yes. The Saint doesn’t have much time left.”

The fact that Saint Florentine had little time left to live was top secret.

“That’s understandable. She has lived a long time.”

“The divine power that protects the earth is also gradually being lost.”

“Who will be the next candidate?”

The next Saint would be Azelis, who also entered the master class.

Elizabeth shook her head.

“She’s too young. She hasn’t developed her divine powers yet.”

A gap could not be avoided until the candidate was fully developed. Some people would exploit this situation.

“I thought so because more ghouls have appeared…”

Elizabeth nodded.

“We are now going to officially begin our tasks. I don’t know exactly when, but when the time comes, I’ll need your strength.”

Again, Sylverine would have to go north.

“……”

She pondered for a moment.

She looked at Damien again. Her rigid face hardened. She gently stroked his cheek.

“When the time comes, please take care of Damien.”

Elizabeth nodded silently.

***

When he opened his eyes, he realized he was in his room.

He did not know how long he had slept. He thought he would be sore because he had exerted himself so much, but surprisingly he felt refreshed.

Suddenly, he became nervous.

To the right of the bed, Elizabeth was sitting in a chair, reading quietly.

Why does such a place exist?

I froze as if a wasp had landed on my head.

She looked away from the book.

“You’re already up.”

He didn’t know what to say.

“I’ve seen your performance.”

“Thanks… And I apologize because I destroyed all the planteras.”

She shook her head.

“You don’t have to worry. I brought them for you to smash.”

Those planteras were a large size, so he figured it would take about a week to make one, because he had worked as a craftsman before.

Honestly, it was a waste to have something good broken.

“I ruined someone else’s work…”

“No, other planteras made them.”

“……?”

His head spun for a moment.

If one plantera created another plantera, he supposed she only made one.

Elizabeth smiled at him.

Now he understood why Sylverine told him to approach the sorcerer.

“First, I must tell you that you passed the master class evaluation.”

“……!”

“Only fifty-two people have entered the master class in the last hundred years. That’s a lot of prestige. And it’s also the reason I waited so long for you to wake up.”

“…I’m honored that you would tell me personally.”

It was strange that the deputy director of Eternia was here.

“You use a unique sword. You’d better hide your power for a while.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.”

“The magic sword’s owner always changes until someone at the top of the food chain gets it. Keep that in mind.”

“…So I can’t use the sword at the Academy either?”

Elizabeth shook her head.

“If you want to grow, you’ll have to use your sword at the academy. But there is one condition.”

She pulled out from under the bed a thick wooden box the size of an encyclopedia.

“It’s a gift because you’ve entered the master class.”

He accepted it and opened the box.

It contained a wooden mask.

“……?”

When he grabbed it, he turned it over. There was a magic circle where his face would be.

“If you have to use the magic sword, you have to wear the mask, that’s the condition.”

“Did everyone who entered the master class receive this mask?”

She shook her head.

“Every student gets an appropriate gift.”

The mask was the best way to hide his identity.

He placed the mask on his face.

Then his hair began to turn dark red.

It was the first artifact he had ever used in his life.

He liked it.

He received the first gift from Eternia even before the entrance ceremony.

He would have to live a double life with this mask.