He seemed to have heard the word [college] somewhere, and there was some negative news related to it. But Elaine couldn't be sure whether this college was another college. He only knew the dean of the college in front of him now.
Just inviting him.
"Why, why me?" Elaine asked, "What's so good about me? I'm such a...useless guy?"
"No. You are the best, kid. Never deny your abilities." The woman said, "You don't know how much potential you have. In fact, you don't need to participate in any Round Table trials. You are just a Knight of the Round Table."
Your status is not worthy of you. You deserve more and better. As long as you agree to join [Omega Bioengineering College], we can give you everything you want."
What about "everything"?
Elaine couldn't help but feel funny. She was even a little angry. Then came sadness.
"For example, can you help me resurrect the dead?" He asked: "Resurrection of the dead person intact. Not a copy of the memory imbued with it, but the real, original person. You guys
,Can?"
He originally thought that these words could scare the other party and make him speechless. But Ms. Nora showed a profound expression, as if she was seriously thinking about this possibility before answering: "Resurrection of the dead... This is taboo."
Taboo. But not completely impossible."
She actually didn't deny it. No!
"Because photons can be recycled. If the escaped photons are collected again and put into a prepared body container, it is indeed possible to resurrect the dead. The memory loss may be serious. The spiritual pattern of the new container
It is also inconsistent with the light soul and requires long-term adjustment...but there should be a way to do it." She muttered a lot to herself.
Either it was true, or she was a consummate liar and a seasoned actress. Either way, her answer was horrific—in every sense of the word.
Elaine's face turned pale: "Really, is it really possible to be resurrected? The dead..."
"I can't answer more. At least not here." The other party said, as if he was afraid that the walls had ears: "If you want to know more, you must come to the college with me."
However, Elaine showed a doubtful expression. Even if he had won the round table trial and proved his ability (at least combat effectiveness) to the world, he could not simply go to a strange place with a stranger.
. He has been kidnapped more than once. And the last kidnapping also caused Elaine to suffer a lot.
"Indeed. You can't go to a strange place with me without any mental preparation." Nora saw through Elaine's thoughts and smiled: "Let's put this matter aside for now. Don't be nervous, I'm just here to meet you today.
Just saying hello."
She specially came to greet Elaine at this opportunity and recruit Elaine to join the academy? Seriously?
"Can you change your human appearance?" the woman asked again.
"Here?"
"It's just a change. You have nothing to lose, right?"
"For example, if you insist..." Elaine reluctantly transformed into a white-haired boy.
The dean of the college did not seem to be looking Elaine up and down for the purpose of academic research. She focused her eyes on Elaine's face and carefully studied the young man's face.
"You have his nose and eyes." She murmured in a low voice: "It can't be wrong. You will definitely be a handsome guy like him in the future."
So Elaine had a question mark on his face. He couldn't stand the woman's burning gaze, and immediately transformed back into the white lion form. He blushed and looked away.
"The lion said that the dispute over status is meaningless. Whether others regard me as humble or noble, I don't care." The woman said to herself: "As long as I know my own business."
"You, what are you talking about?" More question marks appeared on Elaine's face.
"So, the lion walked out of the venue. After the lion left, the wise elephant, the brave tiger, the dignified bear, the clever fox, the noble horse... those animals that believed in their own value all left one after another. Leaving a lasting impression on the venue.
Those who left at the end were the two animals who complained the most in this heated argument. They are——?"
That was obviously a question to Elaine. The White Lion boy had no idea what the woman was talking about and why she was asking this question. However, he seemed to have heard this story somewhere before, so he answered without thinking:
"Monkey and donkey...?"
"Exactly." The woman showed a knowing smile and looked at Elaine with a kind look that she had never seen before: "You have heard the last one, right?"
"What?"
"We will meet again, child." The woman turned and left gracefully: "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you."
She may have left because she had finished saying what she needed to say, or maybe she intentionally interrupted the conversation because she sensed someone approaching around her. At this time, Bedivere did come to pick up Elaine, and the woman passed by the approaching werewolf young man.
It passed by and disappeared at the end of the corridor a few seconds later.
"Who was that lady just now?" Bedivere seemed to have seen that woman somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
"No, don't worry about it," Elaine said. In his eyes, the dean of the college seemed to be a guy who talked to himself, even a bit crazy. It was better to keep a distance from such a person.
"Let's go, Elaine." Bedivere then got down to business: "I'll take you back to the Dawn. Your situation is actually very bad and you need absolute rest, you know?"
"I, I'm not bad." The white lion boy said harshly.
"Then lift up your shirt and let me take a look." Bedivere ordered coldly.
Elaine frowned, pouted but did nothing.
"Hurry up," the werewolf young man urged.
So Elaine reluctantly lifted up his shirt, exposing his belly and chest.
Bediwell picked up his phone and took a photo.
"Hello!"
"See for yourself." Bedivere thrust the photos he took in front of Elaine.
In the photo, he is a skinny Elaine. You can see the thinness of his ribs on his chest. Normally, an orc is covered with thick or thin fur, which will be slightly thicker depending on the body.
No matter how thin you are, you shouldn't make yourself look too thin. To be so thin that it can be confirmed with the naked eye, Elaine's physical condition is simply worrying.
"Can you eat, kid?" Bedivere asked in a low voice: "If you can't even eat, I will forcefully stuff it into your mouth and make you eat it. Is that okay?"
"No, don't." Elaine replied in a low voice.
"Work hard. It's better than dying."
"Nu, I tried my best." Elaine said, with tears in her eyes, as if she couldn't help but recall the pain at that time: "Even if you force it into your mouth, you will feel sick and spit it out. You can't do it."
ah."
The problem is more serious than Bedivere imagined.
"So... you can always drink water, right?" Bediwell asked: "How about diluting the food until it is very thin, almost like boiled water, and letting you drink it? Take medicine directly and combine various nutrients with it.
Where are the vitamin pills to swallow?"
Elaine didn't reply. He was avoiding Bedivere's eyes.
"If it still doesn't work, then we can only inject nutrient solution into your blood vessels through intravenous drip." Bediwell noticed the pinhole on Elaine's arm: "Well...is it already being done?"
However, the injection of nutrient solution did not improve the condition, and Elaine was still so thin. If she could only rely on this kind of thing to maintain her life in the future, Elaine would definitely be in pain.
The problem is much more serious than Bedivere imagined.
So even Bediwell's attitude softened, and he asked in frustration: "Tell me, is there anything that can allow you to eat normally? Is it true that you can't eat anything?"
"Lei, the bento made by Leo..." Elaine was able to answer quickly.
But Leoport is no longer here. The last lunch he made for Elaine before leaving was already eaten by Elaine with tears in her eyes. So isn’t Elaine just waiting to starve to death?
"Do you think this is okay?" The werewolf youth scratched his head: "I called Queeg back and asked him... well, follow Leo's original cooking steps and make you a lunch exactly as it was. I
Let him recreate the taste of that bento as faithfully as possible. If the food still doesn't suit your taste, just make it again, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, until you are satisfied. Is this okay?
?"
Elaine then stopped talking again.
"I know that the bento made like this will definitely not taste as good as the one Leo made for you. But... please be patient and treat it as the bento made by Leo. Now I want you to survive.
It’s the first priority. You don’t want Leo in heaven to see you starving to death.”
This sentence stimulated Elaine.
"So he, did he go to heaven? His soul ascended to heaven, did he really go to heaven?"
"I don't know. I'm an atheist. I don't comment on unknown phenomena." Bedivere replied.
The white lion boy showed a painful expression: "Why can't you come? At least lie..."
"I don't want to lie in a place like this, even if it's a white lie." Bediwell was very stern: "When a person dies, he is dead. He will disappear forever and never come back. Don't expect the dead to be resurrected.
Elaine. To do that is to deny the meaning of life itself.
Life cannot be smooth sailing. Precisely because there is failure, pain, and loss, that is the real life. Failure is equally important as success. It is an essential and indispensable part of what makes you who you are now. Denying all this is tantamount to denying
of life itself.
So embrace the pain, admit defeat, and make peace with despair.
——Besides, there is nothing you can do."
After listening to Bedivere's words, Elaine suddenly collapsed. Maybe he still had a little expectation and hoped that Leo would have a chance to be resurrected. But when Bedivere pointed out everything like this, Elaine's last expectation was completely gone.
Disappeared. He collapsed and knelt on the ground, and began to cry loudly. Perhaps because there was no one else around but Bediwell, Elaine, who had completely collapsed, was crying unbridled and venting his grief.
"Would you like a hug?" Bedivere also sat down and asked.
"No, touch me." Elaine cried and refused.
"Idiot." Bedivere reached out and rubbed Elaine's lion head, even if the other party said not to touch it. He didn't mind the trouble or the noise, so he just sat there and watched Elaine cry quietly, as if he was watching over Elaine.
Lane is an obligation.
"When you've cried enough, it's time to go back." The werewolf young man said meaningfully: "We still have a long way to go."
Elaine felt that the bone-deep cold in her body seemed to have eased a bit.