Happy times are always short-lived.
Inside the carriage, Xia Ai'er said with a somewhat lifeless expression, "Martin, do I really have to go to school this semester?"
He actually still had to go to university?
"Zhou Mingrui" didn't even help "Klein" go to university!
"Young Master, you're joking again. I've already asked for leave for you many times before. Your most basic attendance cannot be less, otherwise it may affect your grades when you graduate, and your future."
The personal butler, Martin, said seriously.
Hehe~
My cold got better a bit too early.
Why did no one tell me beforehand?
Do noble children also have to go to school?
"I understand the reasoning, but the courses at the seminary are really boring."
When Xia Ai'er thought about having to study theology, and having to treat "night revelation" as a textbook, he felt a bit... unable to hold it in.
"Young Master, you yourself said you were interested in mysticism. Once you graduate from Backlund Theological Seminary, you will be able to join the Night Church."
"First, you'll bypass the monks and directly become a deacon. After familiarizing yourself with the church's affairs, you can become a priest. Then, with some accumulated contributions and seniority, and with the support of the Master and Madam, you will definitely be able to become a bishop leading the affairs of a local diocese."
Martin comforted his young master. This was not the first time, in fact. Xiao Meinade just liked mysterious things but disliked lengthy religious texts, and Xia Ai'er was the same.
"My future is really clearly arranged by Mother."
"Do you think there's a possibility for me to change majors?"
"History, Medicine, Engineering, Mechanics?"
Xia Ai'er didn't really want to study theology in a world where there truly were gods. He always felt something was off.
"Young Master, you can be willful, but if you are truly willful, the results you fought for with your willfulness last time might be canceled."
Martin suggested tactfully.
In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with becoming a respected church bishop in the future. He didn't want his young master to go astray.
If he changed to other majors now, the Madam would need to re-plan the Young Master's future, and there might not be enough time to make the most thorough preparations.
And the result of the last act of willfulness was moving out to live alone.
"Praise the Goddess."
Xia Ai'er was silent for a moment. He drew a scarlet moon by connecting four points clockwise on his chest.
Forget it, theology it is. The main subject, "night revelation", not "Storm Scripture", is barely acceptable.
"Praise the Goddess."
Seeing Xia Ai'er give up those sudden whimsical ideas, Martin also breathed a sigh of relief. He drew a scarlet moon, thanking the Goddess for her blessing.
Xia Ai'er stopped talking and quietly looked at the street view outside the window. Only when he personally experienced life in this era did he discover some things he had never paid attention to before.
For example, it's easy to be a priest in a small rural place, but there's no money.
For example, Blackthorn Security Company (Tingen City Nighthawks team) is relatively short on staff, but Tingen City's Night Church is not short on staff.
For example, Xia Ai'er could, step by step, become a bishop of Saint Samuel Cathedral. Although his status would be below Archbishop Anthony, the church's secular affairs are all handled by bishops like them. They are responsible for the church's operations, receiving believers, tallying donations, and various other matters, and they can also receive support and protection from the church.
I originally thought joining the church was an opportunity for ordinary people to change their fate against all odds. It turns out joining the church isn't, becoming a Beyonder of the church is.
No wonder I haven't seen ordinary people facing difficulties trying every possible way to join the church. So the hidden threshold is still very high?
Even if one passes the test to become a Beyonder and joins the church, it's still the Nighthawks' promotion path.
If Xia Ai'er, or rather Xiao Meinade, could serve as a bishop at Saint Samuel Cathedral, unless it's the end of the world, he probably wouldn't encounter any danger in his entire life.
...
The Night Church's seminary was in the North District.
The Maynard family's carriage stopped outside the gate of Backlund University's Theological Seminary. Xia Ai'er stepped out of the carriage, dressed in a black and red seminarian's robe, holding a copy of "night revelation" in his hand, looking like a standard clerical reserve.
Regardless of anything else, the Night Church's clerical uniform robes were very beautiful, and Xia Ai'er liked them very much. He trusted the aesthetic taste of the appearance-conscious Night.
Night's strict selection ensures quality.
The personal butler Martin did not follow him in. This was also an unwritten unspoken rule. After all, this was the Night Church's largest and most prestigious talent training department. Outside, one could be a noble, but upon entering the school, one was merely a seminarian, who must always remember the church's doctrines, cast aside their identity, and interact with every believer of the Goddess as equals.
Xia Ai'er leisurely enjoyed the scenery within the seminary. Even though he had seen it once in his memories, witnessing it with his own eyes now held a different kind of interest.
Even during the day, the super-high spirituality brought by the Secrets Supplicant still allowed Xia Ai'er to sense many unseen things.
Many natural spirits wandered around the seminary campus. Xia Ai'er thought with a bit of amusement, would there be some senior brothers, senior sisters, mentors, and professors living and studying here just like in reality?
Even if they died, they could be communed with and brought back to continue contributing faith to the Evernight Goddess. This iron rice bowl is truly solid.
"Maynard, you've been absent for several days, haven't you?"
As Xia Ai'er secretly watched two natural spirits having a secret rendezvous under a tree, a young male voice came from behind him.
"Henry, I was on leave, sick leave."
Xia Ai'er turned his head and saw that it was a good friend of Xiao Meinade who had come to talk to him. He said with a smile.
"You got sick again from researching your strange mysticism? Last time it was poisoning, what is it this time?"
Henry knew immediately that Xia Ai'er had caused a new incident. His expression became somewhat expectant and curious.
"Just a cold."
"Besides, I wasn't poisoned last time either."
Seeing the other party bring up "his" past misdeeds, Xia Ai'er deliberately straightened his face and said.
"Yes, you weren't poisoned, you just accidentally poisoned your pet hunting dog."
"Maynard, you should still be careful. I'm truly afraid you'll kill yourself one day playing around with those things. Are they really that attractive to you?"
"It's a good thing you haven't completely lost your mind and know to use your poor pet to test the medicine for you."
Upon hearing it was just a cold, Henry showed an expression that was either relief or disappointment.
"The Goddess will protect me."
Xia Ai'er gently patted the "night revelation" he was holding.
Strictly speaking, Xiao Meinade didn't fail last time.
He really did concoct a potion.
It's just that not every hunting dog is named Susie.
That failure also brought some psychological trauma to Xiao Meinade.
He never drank anything he concocted himself again after that.