Chapter 89
Chapter 90
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Lylah’s POV
I stepped out of the Modern Healing building, my pulse still thrumming with the surge of adrenaline from what had just happened. The world felt unreal–charged with the undeniable truth that Professor Clark Grimwood had chosen me as his student.
After making sure Iris was settled in the ward, I found myself racing toward his office, heart hammering.
“Professor Clark! Wait!” I called, bursting into the room.
Finally catching up to him, I blurted, “I haven’t properly thanked you for what you did p>
He sank into his chair, his legs crossing with effortless control, his expression one of perfect calm. “Don’t make it sound like I did anything heroic. That was nothing. If I can’t even defend my students, where’s my pride p>
Before I could respond, he reached for a book and began flipping it open, as though the conversation were already over.
I opened my mouth to say more, but he interrupted with a sharp bark: “Your class p>
My stomach sank.
The chaos of the last few minutes had made me forget everything else.
A glance at my watch made my stomach drop–twenty minutes late.
“I already told them to study on their own. I knew you’d be late. Vale and his stupid students really held us back more than I expected.” he said with a hint of irritation. “You’ll be giving quizzes in your next class. Prepare it well p>
“Alright,” I murmured, a tight mix of relief and guilt twisting in my chest. “Professor… I really do thank you, again, for defending me p>
His expression remained detached, almost bored, yet his eyes glimmered with something unreadable.
“Do you know exactly where you hit Alexander p>
“The… temple,” I answered cautiously.
“A major acupoint,” he replied, flat and measured. “You struck there. Were you not afraid of causing serious harm? If that boy had died, I wouldn’t have wanted to clean up your mess p>
“It was an emergency,” I said, forcing my racing thoughts into order. “He attacked Iris first, with brutal force. I had to stop him… to teach him a lesson, not to kill him. I shifted my strike just enough to spare his life p>
Professor Clark let out a low hum of approval
“Clever. Very clever.” He swung his legs lazily, each movement deliberate, radiating quiet authority that
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made my skin prickle.
Finished
His gaze softened. “You’ve only been here a few days. Have you memorized all the essential acupoints p>
“The major ones, yes… but-“I hesitated. The truth weighed on my tongue. “I haven’t memorized everything perfectly yet. But I will try p>
He cut me off with a grunt. “Don’t think that just because I’ve accepted you as my student, you can slack off, Lylah. Laziness is unforgivable in my eyes. And no one beats me at it p>
I nodded solemnly.
I already knew the man’s reputation; his strictness had been apparent the first time we met.
Yet mastering material had never been a challenge. Back at Blackfang College, I’d learned to bend knowledge to my will–just as a wolf bends its strength to survive.
Here, that same confidence grounded me. At least in this, I could answer with absolute certainty.
‘Don’t worry, Professor. I’ll study harder. I’ll solidify my foundation first, and I’ll be ready for any test you give p>
He nodded, satisfied. “Good.
Then added “The MDT intensive training begins next weekend. The day before, I’ll test you on the basics. Can you handle it p>
I frowned. “That’s… less than ten days. Isn’t that too harsh p>
‘How is it harsh?” His scowl cut sharper than claws. “You’ve already had a cheat twice. If you can’t prove yourself purely on your own, how are you even qualified to be my student p>
Cheat?
Though he didn’t say it with venom, only a mix of amusement and half–irritation, my pulse jumped at the
word.
Then I remembered something.
“You mean my cheat is… Ezra p>
“Who else?” His lips curved into a faint, knowing smirk. “That arrogant boy didn’t tell you anything? If he hadn’t called me–dragging me from my morning sleep–1 could have arrived too late when Alexander attacked you p>
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