While the Apostles worked together to complete the extremely difficult admission task specially selected by the headmaster, Ulysses was absent-mindedly studying the light magic course.

After meeting Phil again in the morning, Ulysses's mood has been wavering. Fei'er had completely forgotten what had happened between the two, and there was no trace of enthusiasm in her eyes.

The confession of love, the heartfelt embrace, disappeared from her memory like a beautiful phantom.

Perhaps it was just a spur of the moment that night, and in the excitement after the battle, she chose him to be her partner for the night. So when the night passed, the dreamlike enthusiasm disappeared into the dream.

That night, her eyes were full of temptation, hiding a haze of love and pity, as if she had fallen under the spell of love.

The moonlight of that night was so beautiful and gentle that he unconsciously satisfied the vanity of being loved, indulged in the vows that were as moving as sugar and honey, and forgot everything around him.

So, is it her, or the moon, or himself? Ulysses didn't know how to sort out his chaotic thoughts, and he didn't even pay a word to what the teacher was saying.

Ulysses's abnormal condition was naturally discovered by the teacher who was teaching seriously on the podium. She looked at Ulysses, who had never been distracted by her lesson, with gentle eyes, and walked up to him.

All the eyes of the students in the classroom shifted to Ulysses, and he was the only one who did not notice it at all.

Looking at Ulysses, who didn't even find out when he came to him, Yuffe, who had hidden his identity and came to the Radiant Academy as a teacher of the light magic class, stretched out his finger and gently flicked it on the forehead of the student who didn't listen to the class.

"Ahh

He soon found himself in the center of everyone's attention, and the entire faculty and students were looking at him with strange eyes, and in front of him was Teacher Fei, who woke him up.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! It's my fault!" Ulysses apologized to everyone, especially the teacher, with a flushed face.

In such a sacred lesson, he actually thought about his own personal problems, wasting everyone's time, which was really undeserved.

"Don't worry so much, anyone will have a time of distress. Child, can you come to me later, and let me hear about your troubles?" Yuffie looked at the somewhat panicked Ulysses gently, which would make this child who had always been serious like this, and it seemed that the problem was very serious.

Ulysses didn't want others to know about his troubles, he always hid his troubles and pain in his heart, and silently tried to solve them alone. In his past life, he has become accustomed to solving problems on his own.

However, under the gaze of those soft eyes, his firmly sealed heart unconsciously opened a small gap and felt the warmth of déjà vu.

"Hmm. Even Ulysses didn't know why he agreed. Obviously, it was a trouble that even Aya, and Arcelia couldn't talk about, but in front of Teacher Fei, they naturally relaxed their guards.

After the light magic class was over, Ulysses involuntarily walked to the place where Mr. Fei had made an appointment with him.

"Welcome. Yuffie still wears a veil to hide her true face, and in a complicated and joyful mood, she brews a cup of fresh fragrance flower tea for her child.

"Thank you. Ulysses sat on the couch with some nervousness, and drank the cup of flower tea that smelled of honey.

When the warm flower tea flowed into his mouth, he froze for the first time. Because the taste of this cup of flower tea is a taste that he misses very much.

A long, long time ago, when he was still living happily with his sister Yulia and his childhood sweetheart Laxia in the peaceful village of Mira, he often drank this taste of flower tea.

It was during the festival, and my mother gave them a nutritious flower tea to replenish their physical strength, and the sweet honey and fragrant toffee were added to the flower tea, and there was a sense of happiness that warmed the whole body when they drank it.

It was the happiest and happiest day of his life, a routine that he thought would go on forever.

He once made a very natural life plan. Work hard to learn light magic, and then become a priest to establish a small church in Mira Village, and use all your strength to take care of and protect your family, so that the peace in the village will continue forever.

It's really just such a small extravagant desire, neither to be a brave nor a king, and his planned life is just like that, and he has never had outstanding qualifications.

Why, at that time, did he not cherish everything around him better? Why did he realize when everything was lost, in fact, no one asked him to become a great person, as long as he could care more for and accompany the people around him.

If everything can come again, he will definitely accompany his mother and sister better, understand her thoughts better, and let her not choose such a tragedy.

As an older brother, he was too disqualified.

Yuffie saw Ulysses' sad eyes, which made her feel more distressed than he was, and wanted to cry even more.

Why did you show such a sad expression? Could it be that the method of making tea is wrong, but it is obviously the same method as before?

"I'm sorry, isn't the tea I made bad?" Yuffie asked Ulysses in silence with some trepidation, she hadn't been alone with her child for too long, and she didn't know how to comfort her child.

"No, it's delicious, it's very good. Ulysses closed his eyes, savoring the sweetness he thought he would never taste again.

It was the happy past he had lost, the good old days he would never go back to.

"That's good...... cough ......" Yufie suddenly trembled all over, and a cold chill swept through her limbs, making her consciousness dizzy.

There wasn't much time left, and the sequelae of forcibly activating the super-high-level divine technique of séance were constantly eroding her body and devouring her life. The light of the flame of her remaining life was probably like the light of a candle crumbling in the storm.

So, at least for this last bit of time, give all this light to your children to make up for the mistakes you made back then.

"So, son, tell me what you're bothered about. Hiding the pain in her body with the utmost endurance, Yuffie smiled at her lovely child and waited for his voice.

(To be continued)