Chương 144: A Bountiful Harvest

These days, Richard has been focusing his energy on the robin school and is living a very comfortable life.

On the one hand, he took the money to do his job and taught classes diligently.

He not only taught the Requiem, but also shared nearly half of the adventure experience he had accumulated along the way.

Although he hadn't been an adventurer for very long, he had faced opponents that normal people rarely encountered, such as dragons, vampires, cultists, and even orthodox believers.

Therefore, his experience is far more valuable and interesting than that of adventurers who have spent their entire lives slaying goblins.

Add to that his 20 points of charm — Unsurprisingly, his courses received high praise from his students.

Nowadays, his classrooms are always packed every time he teaches, and even students from the neighboring Buddhist school sneak over, pretending to be poets to listen to his lectures.

On the other hand, while teaching others, he also learned a lot of new skills himself.

For example, 0th-tier Trick Repair and Magical Tricks.

As the name suggests, the former can repair items that are not seriously damaged, such as a broken rope or a leaky wine glass.

The latter can do more complex things, such as lighting a fire, creating a gust of wind, making people feel hot and cold, or washing dishes. In short, it encompasses a whole bunch of effects that are not very powerful but can bring a pleasant surprise.

As for first-order spells, with the help of the Robin's strong teaching staff, he finally learned the Featherfall spell.

This spell allows multiple objects to fall slowly like feathers. With it, Richard Future no longer worries about falling off a cliff and dying.

Finally, regarding higher-level spells, he had learned a total of one and a half.

That one refers to the second-tier spell Echo.

This was taught to him personally by Headmaster Bernd as a way of repaying him for his willingness to teach him the Requiem; it was a rather exquisite magical piece of music.

Sound waves and vibrations can be used to detect invisible entities in the surrounding environment, the internal structure of objects, or unknown spaces behind walls.

In every aspect, it can be said to be extremely practical.

As for the other half, it is the fourth-tier spell, Illusionary Melody.

Its effect is to induce a hallucination in the listener, and the smaller the gap between this hallucination and reality, the less likely the listener is to wake up from it.

The reason it can only be considered half is that Richard is not very familiar with this spell yet. Even with his lucky talent, it has no effect four out of five times.

Although it doesn't sound very good— But this is, after all, a fourth-tier spell, and Richard has only been learning it for about ten days. To have achieved this result is already a testament to his exceptional talent.

The above describes Richard's personal improvement.

In addition, he also spent a lot of money.

He spent thousands of gold coins to buy a lightweight chainmail, and engraved a toughness charm on his one-handed sword and lute, replacing the strings with high-end ones made from the nerves of some mutated merman.

Although my wallet was noticeably thinner after using the whole set, I gained a solid sense of security in return.

Let's get back to the present.

That day, Richard finished his class and finally managed to escape the enthusiastic students before leaving the classroom.

Upon arriving at the lobby on the first floor, I saw Principal Bernd standing with Princess Sylvia, commenting on a wooden pegasus that was about to be hung from the ceiling.

Beside them, many other students were pasting colorful ribbons onto the wall.

Richard blinked.

What are they doing?

Out of curiosity, he went up to ask.

Sylvia smiled and explained to him, "We're preparing for the Assumption of Mary."

"The Assumption of Mary?"

"Yes, it's normal that you don't know, teacher. This is a unique festival in our empire, to commemorate the heroine Jeanne d'Arc from the Kingdom era, who made great contributions by pacifying the undead and orcs, and was personally received into the divine kingdom by the Lord of Radiance—" Sylvia paused, then pointed to the decorations on the ceiling and walls, saying, "The time is the last weekend of summer, which is ten days from now."

"During the festival, we will decorate our houses to resemble the Kingdom of God, make and share delicious angel pies, and organize a grand and magnificent parade of floats on the main street —"

"By the way, speaking of the parade floats, our school was the main attraction!"

At this point, Principal Bernd chimed in with a cheerful laugh: "Initially, the parade was mainly organized by the Church of Radiant Light, but as you know, those pastors aren't very good at creating a lively atmosphere."

"So gradually, this task was handed over to us bards."

"Except for the theme of the lead car, which must be specified by the church, the style of the other vehicles and the programs performed on them are all decided by our school, and the performers are all teachers and students of the school."

"Speaking of which, Richard, would you be interested in performing on the bus? There's an extra bonus!"

After spending more time together, Bernd began calling Richard by his first name and extended a warm invitation.

Richard blinked.

Participating in festival celebrations sounds like a pretty interesting idea.

Back in Phoenix, he had experienced many otherworldly festivals, such as the Sea God Festival and the Golden Apple Festival of the Church of the Goddess of Wealth.

But at that time he was just an observer and was not qualified to join the march.

Now that we have the opportunity, there's no harm in experiencing it; consider it a life enrichment. As for the prize money, that's secondary.

"So, how much is the extra bonus?"

"150 gold coins".

"Deal!"

Richard shook hands with the principal with a smile, and then followed Sylvia, who had volunteered to lead the way, to the rehearsal space in the school's backyard.

Here, he saw a dozen or so students practicing, as well as several floats that were only half-built and had not yet been fitted with wheels.

Sylvia pointed to the floats: "These are the floats we'll be using. Most of the designs and accompanying performances have been finalized, but we still need a lot of performers. I'll have the students bring their scripts to you, teacher, to choose from—"

"Then I'll leave it to Sylvia."

Richard smiled and spoke to the little princess, but when he turned his head, he met a pair of eyes with ill intent.

It is obvious that the owner of the eyes is named Dorian.

Although the latter made some harsh remarks last time, he hasn't actively caused Richard any trouble in the last ten days.

This is not because he gave up.

On the contrary, he was extremely anxious as he watched Richard become more and more popular!

However, he faced the same problem as William: he didn't know how to deal with Richard!

In terms of backing, the other party has a principal below and a princess above, they are exceptionally powerful.

He had already thoroughly tested the poet's abilities, and they were at least on par with his own. Rushing into a competition might only lead to embarrassment for himself.

As for teaching ability, well, just looking at their face, you know there won't be any problems in that area, especially since they actually have experience traversing half a continent.

Damn it, he couldn't understand how that guy had reached this level at the tender age of twenty.

When he was twenty, he couldn't even be a teaching assistant!

How can the differences between people be so great!

Let's get back to the present.

Upon seeing Richard at the rehearsal, Dorian's eye twitched for a long time before he finally stepped forward, his face grim, intending to say a few words.

Richard raised an eyebrow, preparing to respond to the provocation.

"Help! Someone come quick and help!"

However, before the two could exchange a word, a student came running over screaming—