Chapter 20: Chapter 20

The next day, the class started with an unexpected announcement from the teacher:

"Students, as part of a practical lesson in natural science, we will go to the reserve of warlock plants for three days so that you can prepare a report by the end of this semester. You will also be accompanied by parallel classes that study this topic."

There was a burst of dissatisfied voices throughout the office.

"Teacher! Why can't we just read about it in a book?"

"Yes, yes! Why drag us into the woods for some weeds?!"

"I don't want to go!""

The man exhaled noisily. Of course, he had expected that the capricious children of aristocrats would not agree to such a thing at the first attempt.

"The book will not give you the real knowledge that you can get from your own experience," he continued calmly, "You will have the opportunity to see such rare plants live, and not just in pictures. Wouldn't that be more useful than regular rote learning?"

But since the students were still dissatisfied, and the professor's words did not convince them at all, he issued a decisive ultimatum:

"I will decide what grade to give you for the semester, based on this report. Those who write it badly or write everything off from the books will get a pass and retake the subject during the winter break."

Everyone fell silent at once.

Staying at the academy for the holidays was the last thing any of them wanted. And all the more so, to study all these days.

And knowing the professor of natural history, these were far from empty threats. He was one of the few people who, despite the high birth of his students, did not treat them with leniency. All his grades were well deserved, and for this reason, students simply could not shirk their duties.

After the professor's last words, they finally came to terms. Still, spending three days in the reserve was not so terrible, compared to the "spoiled" long-awaited vacation.

Seeing the riots in the classroom gradually subside, the man smiled with relief, as if the threat had never been there at all.

"If everyone agrees, then fine. Get your things ready, and on Monday we'll go on the academy's carriage ride. I'll notify the other teachers that you won't be in class at this time."

In the next second, the bell rang, and the teenagers grumbled as they put their school supplies in their bags. As soon as they left the classroom, they would start discussing the unfairness of the educational system.

All this time I was sitting at the front desk, oblivious to the general chorus of dissatisfied voices. In fact, I didn't care if this trip took place or not. Natural history wasn't my favorite subject, but I had pretty good grades in it.

I also began to pack. Since it was the last class, everyone wanted to get back to the dorm as soon as possible.

I threw my textbook and a couple of exercise books into my bag and headed out of the classroom, but the professor suddenly called out to me:

"Lady Ashford, can you stay a moment?"

I was surprised. "Yes, of course…"

When I got to his desk, I didn't know what to expect. I had a fairly neutral relationship with the teachers at this academy, and none of them ever called me in for a private conversation.

"Professor, is there something you wanted?"

"Yes," he said awkwardly, "in fact, I've heard that you're quite good with Rachel Cassius."

Unexpectedly, the professor of natural history brought it up. He probably already knew a lot about our relationship, which even every cook in the cafeteria knew about. But I didn't think any of the teachers would bring it up in any way. Because they were as wary of Rachel as their students.

I nodded in answer to his question.

"Since that's the case, I thought you might want to talk to her about it."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about a school trip," the professor explained, "I take Rachel's classes separately, and she's doing well. However… I thought that it would be useful for her to participate in such an event. Although, if I suggest it to her, of course, she will not agree."

I was surprised for the second time.

"Professor, do you really want Rachel to go with the class...?"

It was a big revelation to me that one of the teachers really didn't avoid her.

"She's a student of mine, too, and I don't see it as a big deal," he said, "Even though Rachel has special conditions at the academy, but that doesn't change her duties. The report is one of the mandatory elements of the school curriculum."

"Well," I hesitated, "then I'll do my best."

In fact, I doubted it would be that easy. After all, dragging Rachel on a trip will be much more difficult than going to the dining room.

"Thank you," the professor smiled, "but if you can't convince her, that's all right. I'll understand."

"Good day, Professor."

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After saying goodbye, I left the classroom with mixed feelings.

I think I have another incredibly difficult task ahead of me.

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After the professor gave me such an unusual assignment, I started looking for Rachel all over the academy.

For the first time, I was faced with the fact that the girl seemed to have fallen through the ground. After going around all the familiar places, I found myself in a complete stupor.

In fact, I discovered Rachel was missing this morning when I went to greet her at the library as usual. At that time, I just assumed that she had left for class before me, and decided to come back in the evening.

But even after the school day ended, Rachel was nowhere to be found.

Since this was the first time I'd ever done this, I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

And where the hell was she...?

Eventually, one last idea came to mind. Search your personal dorm where the girl lived.

Deep down, I was a little scared because I was going to come to her without her permission. Rachel might get really mad at me.

However, I reassured myself that I had a very good reason in mind. Rachel was missing, and she didn't even say a word to me. Like any decent "girl", I should have been concerned about this issue.

I spent some time searching for this building, as it was located on the opposite side of the academy grounds. Where it was extremely rare for ordinary students to pass.

Fortunately, I was able to do without any outside help when my intuition worked correctly. Seeing this house made me realize for the first time why the Cassians were considered the richest noble family in the empire.

It was a real two-story mansion, much more chic than a normal dorm. With a private balcony, lots of windows with private rooms and much more. My mouth was opening wider by the second, even though I was still standing in the doorway.

Seeing all this, I couldn't help but wonder: can this even be called an exile...?! As for me, this is just a paradise for any student.

If I had my way, I would have moved here without any hesitation from the dorm where half the other girls of the academy lived in addition to me. But I'm afraid Rachel will definitely not be happy with this decision.

As I stepped inside, trying not to pay too much attention to the gloss, I called out loudly.:

"Rachel!"

Silence.

"Rachel, are you there?"

The girl didn't answer, but I decided to check the whole house just in case.

She wasn't in the bathroom, kitchen, or living room, so I went up to the second floor. After searching almost all the rooms, only the last one remained" the bedroom.

I knocked on the door just in case, but since there was no sign of life, I ventured in without permission.

When I saw the huge purple four-poster bed, I finally found Rachel herself. As it turned out, she had been in her chambers the entire time.

"Rachel!"

I went closer and found her lying there with her eyes closed. The unhealthy complexion and lack of the usual reaction to the violation of her personal space clearly indicated that everything was not in order.

When I got even closer, I put my hand on her forehead and was horrified. It was as hot as if oil had been poured into a preheated frying pan.

Was Rachel really ill?

"Hey!" Touching her shoulder, I tried to bring her to her senses. "Do you even know what your temperature is?!"

The red pupils opened with difficulty and turned to me.

"You again…"

Despite her illness and hoarse voice, she still turned to me with the same displeasure.

I sighed.

"What am I supposed to do with you...? Why didn't you say anything? Do you think health is all a joke?!"

Without opening her eyes, Rachel let out an unintelligible grunt.

I sat down in the chair next to her bed, and one obvious thought popped into my head.

There was no question of any trip right now. Rachel was staying at the academy, and I was with her.

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