Chapter 2013: A Success Story
All things vied to flourish, brimming with vitality.
Even in winter, the warm afternoon sun at the academy was still a comfort to the soul.
His field of vision was limited to a tiny area, but that didn't stop Fu Qian from marveling at the beauty of life.
After taking a couple of steps, he could even clearly make out that he was approaching the Institute of Curses—and the familiar Institute of Curses he knew.
See? What was fake couldn't become real. The apocalypse would eventually be defeated.
That was right. After putting his mask back on, Gospel, the crying, the darkness, the fire claws...
Everything had vanished without a trace, just like Mother of Gospel's fury.
The false history had briskly returned to being false.
It seemed that Mother of Gospel found it easier to look for "Jade Soul Master" than to look for him, so that one had promptly made a choice.
Although he didn't know whether there'd been a price to pay, as the one reaping the benefits, Fu Qian still felt deeply that he deserved some credit for his hard work.
"Professor Fu—"
So when he wandered up to the Institute of Curses in a leisurely, tea-break sort of way, the staff there were clearly at a loss.
There was no helping it. The distinctive armor was one thing, but this academic giant was even holding a disposable cup in his right hand. His pose was so classic that one couldn't help looking for a little cake in his other hand.
"Are you... planning to go in, sir?"
After their efforts yielded nothing, the two guards finally remembered to confirm his intentions.
"Can I go in?"
Only then did the miracle restricting his perception fully shatter. Smiling, Fu Qian studied the