The young Magical Creatures Studies Lecturer opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but abruptly shut it again, his expression darkening considerably.
Whether it was using the power of the Starry Sky to harmonize demon bloodlines or trying to drag his student into the crow, both methods seemed somewhat drastic.
Professor Monteria glanced at him, seemingly guessing the word in his mind. "There is no point in panicking because something is too drastic."
"But you said that everything has meaning," Gan Ning murmured, squeezing the bag of candy in his hand until it creaked.
The professor shook his head. "Darkness is not as dangerous as you imagine... A tiny thought in our minds spreads outward, loses itself in the sea of souls, and sees sights never seen before. That is not corruption... It is merely exhausting its instinct to explore... and then colliding with thought to spark something new. That benefits our work."
"But where that thought reaches, and what it creates, may become the poison that kills us." The young wizard raised his voice slightly, then immediately denied his own words. "No, not may... It definitely will. It will definitely become poison! You said so yourself—any thought that enters the darkness will utterly corrupt the once-pure soul when it returns. That is a fact no amount of Snake Oil or Lourdes Holy Water can change."
Snake Oil was a cure-all commonly used by old-school wizards, while Lourdes Holy Water was remarkably effective against contamination from the Starry Sky.
Professor Monteria let out a strange laugh.
The young wizard stared at him in astonishment.
"There is no fact that cannot be changed, whether it is day or night, light or darkness."
The professor restrained his smile. His manner was gentle, his words pointed, carrying both a trace