A Magic Guide Spirit possessing the talent for divination!
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Medea truly wouldn't have believed such an absurd thing existed.
But at this very moment, the facts were right before her eyes, leaving her no choice but to believe.
"Let me take a look!"
Medea bent down, her heavy heart inevitably hanging high, revealing a ravine of snow-white depth.
Dark hurriedly averted his gaze and flattened his palm to display the [Magic Beast (Eevee)].
The Little Eevee inside the Magic Guide Card tilted its head slightly, looking at the old auntie leaning in close with a face full of curiosity.
Medea suddenly felt a trace of disrespect and couldn't help but furrow her brows.
But after observing carefully for a moment, aside from seeing that this Magic Guide Spirit's IQ was obviously greater than 3.0, she couldn't discern anything else.
"Can it be summoned?" Medea asked hesitantly.
Dark nodded. "Of course."
He then held the Magic Guide Card upright and chanted the summoning spell.
"Buyi!"
Eevee-chan cheered and leaped out from the Magic Guide Card.
Its body rapidly enlarged, and it pounced into Dark's arms like a fur ball.
Dark leaned back slightly to catch it, then covered its little belly and turned it toward Professor Medea.
Although Medea had the fortune of observing Dark's Magic Guide Spirit during the Rookie Tournament, she had been too shocked back then. Only now did she have the opportunity to observe it at close range.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, involuntarily staring into Little Eevee's eyes.
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
Prophets especially like to peep into the human heart through the eyes.
But after a long while, Medea sighed.
Eevee-chan's eyes were incredibly clear, just like a newborn infant, containing only curiosity toward the great world and attachment to its mother.
It was like a real life, not an artificial construct like a Magic Guide Spirit.
A little Magister capable of refining this kind of Magic Guide Spirit...
If not for Dark's sufficiently tough background, and the fact that he was within St. Marian Academy, he would probably be swallowed instantly by that immense greed!
Even she, at this moment, could hardly restrain herself.
She really wanted to eat him dry and wipe him clean!
...
Professor Medea swayed her body as she stood up and said, "Can we know what it saw from that night curtain projection?"
Dark blinked, looked at Little Eevee, and said, "One who glimpses fate, please interpret fate."
Eevee: "Buyi? Buyi buyi! Buyi yi!!!"
Dark shrugged and looked at Professor Medea. "Professor, I hope you could understand that."
Professor Medea laughed heartily. "I've heard that when the bond established with a Magic Guide Spirit reaches a certain depth, one can achieve mutual understanding and hear the voice of the other's heart. It seems you are still lacking some proficiency."
Dark: "Professor, I am just a first-year student."
Professor Medea sighed. "You certainly don't look like a first-year student."
Then she added, "How about this. Since your Magic Guide Spirit truly has divination talent, I will allow it to audit the Astronomy class. But can it really understand?"
Dark lowered his head and asked, "So Eevee-chan, do you understand?"
Eevee immediately shook its head like a rattle drum. "Buyi buyi!"
Dark then revealed a smile. "It says it understands."
Eevee: "Buyi yi!"
...
"Wu!"
Eudora covered her face, watching the entire interaction between Dark and Eevee, her cheeks burning with envy.
Only then did Dark notice her. He finally couldn't resist asking, "Professor, what price did Eudora pay for her first prophecy?"
Professor Medea smiled slightly, intending to find a reason to gloss over it, but she noticed Eudora looking over as well.
Eudora spoke timidly, "Professor Bartholomew, I want to know too."
Medea looked back and forth between Dark and Eudora, suddenly coming to a realization. She then drew her magic wand and waved a fluorescent light toward an empty space.
Accompanied by two black shadows rushing out, that iconic pumpkin carriage manifested within the fluorescent light.
Professor Medea pointed at the carriage and said, "Let's change locations to talk."
Eudora still looked puzzled.
Dark, however, already wore a solemn expression.
Professor Medea's cautious attitude actually made him feel that something was wrong.
So he hesitated no longer and said to Eudora, "Let's go."
Only then did Eudora climb onto the carriage's footboard. After Dark also boarded, she lifted the curtain and entered the cabin.
Dark followed closely behind.
As soon as they entered the cabin, the light from outside vanished abruptly.
This cabin seemed to be a completely independent space. The only things illuminating the interior were the specks of starlight embellished above—an exceptionally brilliant star map.
Looking up, one felt as if they were falling into the starry sky!
...
Dark sat down two seats away from Eudora and waited quietly.
Eudora was obviously a bit cramped, constantly poking her fingers together.
A moment later, Professor Medea also lifted the curtain and entered the cabin.
She tapped casually toward the outside, and the two beasts formed of black shadows pulled the carriage out of the classroom, flying into the night sky and gradually merging into the darkness.
When the pumpkin carriage disappeared in the air, Professor Medea finally sat down beside Eudora.
The atmosphere gradually became heavy.
...
"Professor," Dark broke the silence. "If there is something, just say it."
Professor Medea beckoned to Eudora, asking her to lean closer, and then took out a mirror from a hidden compartment in the carriage.
The light emitting from the back of the mirror illuminated the entire cabin.
Eudora saw herself in the mirror and subconsciously lowered her head.
Professor Medea, however, said softly, "A true prophet must have the confidence to face everything directly. Raise your head and look carefully at the mirror."
Eudora's toes curled tight instantly. Her right hand grasped the index finger of her left hand. After taking a light breath, she jerked her head up.
Reflected in that mirror was a cute girl with a pink bob cut.
Solely in terms of looks, she had ample capital for confidence.
"Open your eyes wide and observe carefully."
Professor Medea's voice rang in her ears.
Eudora couldn't help but act accordingly.
She tried her best to widen her eyes, and suddenly noticed that in her right eye, a golden star flickered abruptly!
"This is..."
Dark, who had already leaned over, also immediately captured that flashing golden star.
But he didn't know what this meant yet, so he could only ask, "Professor, is this serious?"
"Whether it's serious or not isn't clear, but it is very tricky."
Medea shook her head and said, "The prices paid by prophets during divination vary greatly, but there is one type of price that is extremely tricky. We call it the [Death Omen Star]!"
Dark asked in surprise, "Death Omen Star?"
Professor Medea said, "The so-called [Death Omen Star] is an inauspicious star that signifies death. It doesn't necessarily manifest in the form of a star. But for a prophet who has collided with this kind of price, every divination will cause one more [Death Omen Star] to appear on a certain part of their body! The greater the number of [Death Omen Stars], the closer one is to death! We have no way of knowing what the limit of the [Death Omen Star] count is. Perhaps two, perhaps three..."
Dark quickly understood and couldn't help but gasp, "Doesn't this mean that every divination is a gamble with one's life?"
Professor Medea nodded. "You can understand it that way."
Dark couldn't help but glance at Eudora, then said, "Professor. If that's the case, then she should stay away from divination, rather than..."
Medea said helplessly, "I know what you mean. But after experiencing their first divination, a fortune teller can no longer turn back. Sometimes, a sudden divination is not something subjective will can control, but a kind of guidance from the unseen. We call it [Revelation]!"
Dark: "Revelation?"
Medea: "Yes, Revelation! How many prophets spend their entire lives wanting to receive a single Revelation? But we, who possess Star Eyes, will always receive extra favor from fate. Revelation, for a prophet with Star Eyes, is not a rare thing."
Dark couldn't help but tighten his brows.
One who wishes to wear the crown must bear its weight.
Star Eyes are a gift from the heavens.
Possessing Star Eyes certainly allows one to stride forward on the path of a prophet, touching realms unreachable by ordinary people.
But they also need to shoulder the responsibilities that come with this heavenly gift.
That is, to endure [Revelation]!
Uncontrollable [Revelation] means uncontrollable payment of the price.
Especially for a prophet whose price is the [Death Omen Star], every [Revelation] is a judgment of life and death.
Eudora had already stepped onto this path; it was unavoidable.
Under such circumstances, it was better to go with the flow and become a prophet.
Rather than living ignobly in the shadows, it is better to dedicate oneself to brilliance.
But for a girl who was only eleven years old, this was inevitably too cruel.
Professor Medea's decisive announcement in class to accept her as an apprentice was likely made with these considerations in mind.
Dark took a deep breath and probed, "Since this is a long-standing problem, haven't the prophets of the Star Tower tried to solve it?"
Medea shook her head. "Apart from gradually mastering the operating laws of Astrology during the learning process and avoiding the use of divination outside of [Revelation], there is no other way."
Although she said this, there actually was a way.
And it was easy to think of.
Since the ultimate price of the [Death Omen Star] is still "death," then as long as one can successfully avoid "death," one can carry the [Death Omen Star] and divine to their heart's content!
In other words.
Becoming an "Undead Species" is a solution.
Whether it's a zombie, a lich, or a ghost, they can all perfectly ignore the price of the [Death Omen Star].
But in fact, if one really turns themselves into an "Undead Species" because of this, the change in life form will likely cause the price of divination to change as well.
Fate is never friendly to voyeurs.
...
"Am I going to die?"
Just as Dark was pondering deeply about this, Eudora, who had been listening from the side, suddenly burst out with this sentence.
Professor Medea hurriedly comforted, "Of course not. You will become a great prophet!"
Eudora muttered, "I just want to become a little more useful."
Medea: "You will."
...
Eudora and Medea began to chat in hushed tones.
Dark chose to listen.
Professor Medea would next go to find Sister Carian to perform a full-body checkup on Eudora to prevent any other hidden costs.
Furthermore, Professor Medea also planned to ask Sister Carian to concoct a bottle of eye drops to conceal the golden star in Eudora's eye.
But this concealment would only be superficial.
Professor Medea might start from another aspect—avoiding the [Death Omen Star] by artificially guiding the change of the price.
But Dark could no longer participate in the topics that followed.
Moreover, it wasn't very suitable for him to continue traveling with them.
So at ten o'clock in the evening, Dark got off the carriage, temporarily parting ways with Professor Medea and Eudora.
He hugged the Little Eevee in his arms tightly, watching the pumpkin carriage gradually disappear.
After a faint sigh, he turned and walked away.
...
Returning to the dormitory, Dark extracted all the prophecies from tonight and wrote them on a page.
Then he took a table used for learning pronunciation and used the clumsiest method, piecing together phonetic sounds one by one, finally allowing Eevee-chan to write out the changes in the "night curtain" it saw tonight.
It wasn't a very drastic change.
To summarize, pitch-black tentacles resembling tadpoles grew out of the "night curtain," shaking in the wind like kelp, a uniform patch of them.
As for what this scene signified?
Dark attempted to interpret it, but felt that the interpretation wouldn't be very meaningful, so he temporarily shelved it.
It was just like how writing a full page of prophecy interpretations tonight was of little use.
The only useful one was still Eudora's prophecy.
And the more he pondered it, the more profound it seemed.
"Stars fall, the heavens collapse, day shall not be day, night shall not be night, and gods shall cease to be gods..."
"Not considering directions like the resurrection of the Demon King."
"But describing it with just a single term."
"Undoubtedly, this is: Twilight of the Gods!"
...
But the "Twilight of the Gods" had already occurred in who knows which era.
According to literature descriptions.
At the time of the Twilight of the Gods.
All the gods were thrown into a universal boiler like dumplings, boiled to mush in just a few minutes.
In short, it was that kind of era.
...
"But if one forces an interpretation in this direction."
"Before the Twilight of the Gods, is there a segment called 'Resurrection of the Gods'?"
Connecting it to the Moon God resurrection event last semester, Dark felt his scalp tingle.
If there really was a similar segment.
That would likely be a framework beyond the original work.
After all, the original work was largely just a Galgame confined within the academy.
But that doesn't mean the plot of the original work is the entirety of the world's development.
Hypothetically.
Let's just speak hypothetically.
Assuming the awakening and fall of the Demon God at the end of the original work was merely the prologue to a great era...
Dark chooses to sleep!
(～﹃～)~zZ
...
That same night.
Although the first-year students mouthed words like "don't care," "it was just like that," "not credible," and so on, when they actually started having nightmares, one was faster than the other!
On the contrary, the party involved, Eudora, after receiving Sister Carian's examination and Professor Medea's guidance, had a sweet dream that couldn't quite be made public because she felt an unexpected degree of care and worry from Dark tonight.
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