It was Edwina.
"Uh, Ms. Edwina, is there something you need me for?"
Edwina nodded. "I heard from Danitz that you're in a hurry to learn Ancient Feysac?"
"Well... not that much of a hurry."
A bad feeling crept over him.
"I can teach you." She stepped forward and opened the thick book. "I'm using a special ritual to enter your dream. Time flows considerably more slowly here than in reality. As long as you aren't too stupid... hmm, it should be enough for you to master the basics."
With a wave of her hand, a blackboard appeared out of thin air. Holding a piece of chalk, she quickly wrote the Ancient Feysac alphabet on it. "Let's start with the letters."
No!!
That was Edward's true cry from the depths of his heart.
At that moment, he finally understood how he would learn Ancient Feysac. He managed a smile uglier than a grimace. "All right. Sorry for the trouble."
I brought this on myself. Now I have to suffer through it!
Chapter 118: The Sunken Laurel
Edwina was an excellent teacher.
Edward's mental state was on the verge of collapse.
At first, she might have been tutoring a younger brother as his "big sister," but when Edward repeatedly made stupid mistakes and "refused to learn," she immediately turned into a strict teacher, making him relive the nightmare of the final push toward his college entrance exams.
For Edward, the latter half of that night was undoubtedly long and torturous.
By the time he opened his eyes the next day, it was already afternoon. He lay in bed drenched in sweat, his brain feeling as though someone had forcibly stuffed a huge pile of grammar, vocabulary, sentences, and phrases into it.
The good news was that he really had learned basic