Kalaodola...
No wonder she'd seemed strangely familiar at first glance. They'd met before, after all.
The name wasn't especially rare, but paired with a Peak Fourth Order rank that even carried a touch of divinity, the odds of it being a coincidence were practically nonexistent.
"Professor?"
He could even confirm it one more time.
With interest, Fu Qian studied the young face and casually added the title.
"Hm?"
Kalaodola looked surprised, partly because she hadn't expected to be so well-known, and partly because the mention had clearly made her more wary.
She really was quite different from the other knights.
As the fourth and final knight to appear, she was visibly the weakest, yet seemed to be in the clearest state of mind.
"Academy of Revelation?"
Fortunately, Fu Qian was a seasoned professional when it came to dispelling suspicion. He practically had a knack for drawing people's ire.
Before Kalaodola could answer, he followed up with another question, demonstrating just how much he knew.
And that wasn't all. At the same time, Fu Qian casually wiped a hand across his face, revealing his true appearance.
He'd changed only his face and features, of course. He hadn't gone so far as to grow his hair back, and still had a head as smooth as a boiled egg.
Fu Qian had no qualms about showing himself in this form. In fact, he admired the unusual look a little longer in the surrounding reflections.
"Your precise control over flesh is enviable."
Sure enough, after those two moves, Kalaodola was finally won over by his sincerity. She looked him up and down, taking in his new face, and praised him without reservation.
Though from Fu Qian's perspective, it was a little strange to hear her say that.
"But you shouldn't call me Professor. I