“The continent at the beginning was nothing like the prosperity and civilization it has now. It was backward and savage, and even our Lady Fara was among those savages.”
Lastelise’s first sentence left the girls unable to speak.
Goodness, did you just criticize the Goddess the moment you started?
“According to records, back then people generally gathered in tribes, and the tribe Lady Fara belonged to was just an unremarkable one among them.”
“That world was desolate, miserable, and barbaric.”
“People didn’t have enough power to protect themselves, so they could only huddle together for warmth. During the day, strong men and women went out to hunt and gather food. At night, they returned to their nests to reproduce the next generation.”
As a woman, when Lastelise spoke about this, there was not the slightest sign of embarrassment on her face—if anything, she seemed eager to talk more about it.
However, since it was a classroom, Lastelise held her tongue and didn’t discuss the importance of reproduction at that time with the girls below.
Still, it was clear that some girls had already noticed the peculiarity in her words.
“You’re saying that not only men hunted, but women did too?”
A girl raised her hand and asked.
“Good question.”
Lastelise tapped her high heel as she spoke.
“The answer is simple. At that time, there was no concept of Extraordinary Talent.”
“…………”
The girl who asked the question fell silent, as did most of the girls below, their faces full of confusion.
In their understanding, Lady Fara was the origin of all Extraordinary abilities—the creator of today’s various Extraordinary Systems.
She was the Creator of the World and a great benefactor.
Holding the authority of the world, she was still willing to share it with mortals, giving them a chance to obtain Extraordinary Talent.
The girls present could be considered the greatest beneficiaries of her actions, so naturally, they wished to place her on the highest pedestal, believing she was born with primordial Extraordinary power.
But now, this professor was telling them without mercy that Lady Fara, as a Goddess, was originally just a mortal.
If not for the professor’s esteemed status within the Church, some girls might have rushed up to silence her.
What she said was little different from the heretics outside—it completely denied their faith.
“Don’t look at me like you want to eat me out of surprise.”
Lastelise lifted the black-framed glasses on her nose, leaning on the podium as she continued.
“It’s just another version of the chicken-or-the-egg question—it doesn’t really matter.”
“Even if Lady Fara was born before the existence of Extraordinary Talent, she must have been among the first to obtain it.”
At this point, Lastelise’s tone slowed.
“I know what you care about isn’t this. You hope Lady Fara is the creator, possessor, and giver of all Extraordinary Talent, not a mere inheritor.”
“But unfortunately, according to records, there were already many Legendary Figures who awakened Extraordinary Talent during Lady Fara’s time. So… well, you can stick to your own beliefs if you prefer.”
She spread her hands.
“The core of this story isn’t about that detail anyway. I just wanted to tell everyone…”
“The reason Lady Fara could rise from mortal to Extraordinary and eventually become the Goddess who ruled all was because of the Primordial Power of that era.”
“Later, Lady Fara left the Primordial Power to this world, but ever since, this world has never produced an Extraordinary of the same level as back then.”
Lastelise paused before continuing.
“That’s strange.”
“Logically, civilization should progress with time. But the fact is, after Fara’s era ended, we’ve never been able to reach the level of Extraordinary they achieved back then.”
“As for why… let that be a question for after class. I welcome enthusiastic discussion from everyone later.”
Straightening up at last, Lastelise looked at the girls below.
“Well then, class is over.”
As her words fell, the bell for the end of class began to ring.
As she watched the girls leave, Lastelise, holding the lesson plan, showed no sign of leaving herself.
Her gaze lingered on Roman, who was still seated, lost in thought.
***
“Lijie, why didn’t you wait for His Highness to leave together?”
Outside the door, Linda asked.
Lijie looked back at the classroom and answered softly.
“That woman seems to have something important to say to His Highness.”
“I see…”
Linda stopped as well, following Lijie, and asked tentatively.
Her answer was Lijie slowly placing her finger on her lips.
***
“Your Highness, what do you think about the topic I just discussed?”
Holding the lesson plan, Lastelise walked up to Roman and looked down at him.
“………”
Roman shook his head.
“Nothing? As the Holy Child of the Goddess, is there nothing you want to ask?”
Lastelise tilted her head.
What she didn’t know was that from Roman’s angle, he could see clearly down her white coat’s slightly open collar.
Including the glimpse of her black lace bra.
“Is it that you don’t want to ask, or don’t dare to?”
Lastelise leaned forward slightly, her tone a bit ambiguous.
In the woman’s eyes, Roman saw the purest form of desire—not for *—but for a certain pursuit.
It was obvious that everything she said today was directed at him.
As Fara’s Holy Child, the only boy in history to break the Curse, and the inheritor of Fara’s “life”, Lastelise was telling him that the Primordial Power she spoke of might exist within him.
“In this place, of course I wouldn’t dare ask too much…”
Roman answered softly.
Lastelise’s blue eyes brightened, and she smiled.
“Where do you think would be more suitable, then? By the way, where are you staying now?”
“Papal Palace.”
“I see.”
She lightly patted Roman’s shoulder three times, then suddenly turned and left without another word.
Moreover, her steps remained steady and strong, with no hint of gloom, as if their conversation hadn’t abruptly ended, but something had been decided.
Roman remained standing, gazing at the shoulder that Lastelise had just patted.
If he remembered correctly, she had patted him three times.
Having made up his mind, Roman stood up, ready to leave as well.
What he didn’t know was that Lastelise, who had just walked out the front door, was stopped by Rosetta.
Facing each other, both tall, white-haired women, the feeling they gave those around them was completely different.
Rosetta was like silver frost at dawn—cold and awe-inspiring.
Lastelise, on the other hand, was more like a snow maiden descended to the mortal world, embodying both coolness and allure at once.