Chapter 807: Watching Them Move On_Mark of the Fool

Chapter 807: Watching Them Move On

 It''s been too long! Too long! Come in, my door is always open to you. Come in! the lizardfolk wizard cried. You look rather bony, have you been eating properly, Alex?

 Im pretty sure youre just imagining that, professor, Alex said.

 You think so? ValRok turned away from the young wizard, who quickly checked his frame.

 You havent lost any muscle mass have you? Alex wondered, checking his frame. He flexed. Have you?

 Alex stopped flexing as soon as ValRok turned to face him.

 The lizardfolk hadnt sat down at his desk, and seemed to be looking at Alexexpectantly?

 What was he

 oh!

 Well, I dont think Ive lost any weight, but you certainly have! Alex said, noting the mana maniption professors sleeker form. I take it your diets going well?

 Oh, yes! the lizard wizard flexed, showing off his lean body. I started an exercise program as well! I dare say that I''ll add at least another fifteen years to my lifespan! Even though everyone expects that I''m going to die in some mana maniption ident!

 He gave an unnerving, high-pitchedugh. Anyway, I''m enjoying my new look! What about you? What about you? Sit down! Sit down! I want to hear how your experiment went! The lizardman bared his spiky teeth. Vernia refused to tell me if you managed to build your artificial mana pool or not! But you''re not dead, and her look of disgust gave me hope, it made me think you were probably sessfuuuuuul? He hissed, questioningly, then grinned excitedly.

 Alex touched his abdomen. Im happy to tell you that the operation went perfectly, doc!

 Yes! the lizardfolk pumped his fists. That''s wonderful to hear! Oh, joy of joy, I knew that putting my effort into you was the best thing I could''ve done! You are a natural at mana maniption, oh ho ho!

 The archwizard blushed. Thankshonestly, I''m so good at it because that was really the only subject I could put all my focus into when it came to wizardry. In some waysI''m almost d I was branded with the Mark of the Fool. If I hadn''t been, I don''t know if I would''ve focused anywhere near as much on mana maniption which means, I wouldn''t have gotten anywhere near as much knowledge from you, and that would''ve been a shame.

 It would have been, wouldnt it? ValRok said. I think your name is going to go down as one of the great historical figures when ites to the wonderful discipline of mana maniption. I myself am quite good, but you! He shook a wed finger at Alex. You''re something else! The most terrifying force in all of academia, is a prodigy who knows how to work hard! And thats what you are, my young friend! Oho ho ho! I am so proud of you! Here! Here! Ive been saving this as a treata cheat on my dietbut Im willing to share!

 The lizardman rushed to a cab, took out a metal bowl and mmed it on his desk hard enough to shake it. Candied insects! Crickets, beetles, scorpions! A feast! Come on, don''t be shy! Dig in!

 Alex froze, trying to fight down horror. He was ufortably reminded of the beetle-like monsters he''d seen in the vision of Thamnd being culled. He fought down a wave of nausea.

 I thinkI think Im alright, professor, Alex said.

 ValRok rolled his eyes. So many people get so self-conscious about eating insects when they''re the most valuable, easily obtained, and healthy source of protein in the world! You''re all so silly!

 Well, just the idea of eating cockroaches

 Cockroaches? ValRoks jaw dropped. What do you think I am, some kind of barbarian? I don''t go around saying that you eat vultures, now do I?

 Well, no but

 And you eat crabs don''t you? Lobsters too? Maybe the asional shrimp and crawfish, catfish? A m here and there? Oysters for energy? Mussels for muscles? How are they so different? ValRok frowned.

 Well, uh, Im not actually sure, Alex paused. I don''t know if they are that different.

 Suddenly, ValRok grinned. I don''t tell you often enough that you''re much too serious.

 The lizard wizard opened one of his desk drawers, taking out a bowl of hard candy. You think you''re the first student I''ve pulled this little prank on?

 Heughed seemingly endlessly as Alex red at him before taking a piece of candy. Thanks, professor, thanks a lot, he said with heavy sarcasm.

 You need to take a joke better! the professor gave another high-pitchedugh. Forgive this old man for having his fun. I likely won''t be seeing you too many more times, you know?

 Hm? Alex looked up at him sharply. What do you mean?

 Professor ValRoks reptilianeyes fixed on Alex for a moment, then looked out of the window. Can I admit something to you? This might not be fully appropriate between professor and student, butits something that can be shared between wizardly peers.

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 Yeah, Alex said. After all you''ve done for me, professor, you can tell me anything. Seriously, you''re one of my favourite teachers here. I wouldn''t have gotten anywhere near as far in life without you: your different mana maniption techniques armed me with what I needed to advance in alchemy, in spellcraft now, and for the fight against the Ravener. Im serious, you can tell me anything.

 ValRoks shoulders sagged. I dearly wish you hadn''t said that, Alex. You''re making this harder.

 What do you mean? the young archwizard asked, bing nervous.

 I want to admit to you that I hate this time of year. I hate the spring, I hate the end of semester. I despise it. ValRok said, looking more serious than Alex had ever known him to. With every fibre of my being.

 Why? Alex asked.

 Because it''s the time when students graduate, ValRok said. I love working with young people, Alex, especially young people who take a true interest in mana maniption. There arent really a lot of young folk who decide to specialise in it. Not at all. It means that I tend to get very close to the few students that excel and show a focused interest, like you have. And thenevery year, I have to say goodbye. Every year I see people that Ive taught for four years leave forever.

 The lizardfolk bared his teeth in a scowl, watching students walking along campusmany were going through the gates. The world is a veryrge ce. Very, veryrge. There are many paths to travel in life, and they can go in any direction. Never touching each other, and if they do, it''s often only temporary. Then they drift apart again.

 They really do, dont they? Alex thought about some of the people hed met in the past. Teachers in Alric. Some of his peers at the church school. ssmates at the University hed exchanged pleasantries with and never became close to. Hed likely never see most of them again. And when they drift apart, most of the time, they nevere back together again.

 And that''s exactly why I hate this time of year, ValRok said. It''s a reminder that most of our connections are formed, only to be broken: as temporary as a magic circuit. That is life. He smiled at Alex. I look at you, and I realise that this will probably be one of thest times well ever meet like this.

 Alex baulked. Oh,e on, Professor. I''m going to be working with Professor Mangal after graduation, and Ill still live in the city. We''ll see each other again.

 We will, the professor said. But like most of my students, it won''t be the same. We might meet asionally in the street, or have the odd reunion on campusbut you''re not the type to coop yourself up in a university forever.

 Alex froze. He gave thought to his future again. You don''t think so, eh?

 Of course not! ValRokughed. If you were, there wouldn''t be any adventures across the nes, or quests to destroy great evils, or journeys through foreign Empires. You''d be right here, in the library, in theboratory. That''s where youd spend most of your time.

 I had a lot of my adventures because I had to have them, Alex pointed out.

 Did you? ValRok turned to him. You didn''t, you know. You could have led a quiet life right here, crafting golems or other alchemical devices. You could have ignored what was going on in your homnd, and focused on academia. Folk who dont want to leave theboratory, don''t leave theboratory. Often students who be professors are ones who can''t stop themselves from experimenting on their own time. Their work is everything to them. You''re not like that, though. You enjoy your adventures, don''t you?

 Alex thought about that. Ive got to admit that I have enjoyed some of the risks involved in adventuring. The thrill of discovery, of destroying tyrants and monsters. I don''t know if I love it enough to make it my whole life, but I do like it a lot.

 And that''s why our paths will part, ValRok said. I enjoy my time in theb, ying with mana maniption techniques. I don''t think you''re going to be a professor here, which means that the time of our paths running side-by-side isingif not to an endthen, at least to a veryte middle. I''m proud of you, as I am of all my students, but I still can''t help but feel a little sad every time I wave them off to walk their own paths.

 He gave Alex a wry smile. That''s why I had to pull that little prank on you for old times sake. Just a little something to spice up one of ourst conversationsmaybe ourst one with me as your teacher and you as my student.

 Alex had never really given any thought to how his professors might feel at the end of each school year. Every year taking in new students, watching them grow and thenat the end of it allseeing them graduate to make their own way in this big world. Hundreds of students enter, and a great number never make it to graduation. The few who did, would likely form personal rtionships with their professors. They''d be colleagues, mentees, and friends.

 And every year, those professors would watch most of the fourth years walk through the gates of the university, likely to never see them again. It struck him as a bit sad, like most of the mncholies in life.

 Things change.

 Bonds formed.

 Bonds were severed.

 And if that didnt happen, life wouldnt belife. Uldar couldnt let go of wanting his kingdom to be bound to himand wouldnt allow that bond to change when he got sickwhich led him down a path of murder that was impossible to grasp.

 Then he thought of something else.

 When he needed to concentrate, he had to acknowledge his thoughts, then let them go. He wondered if it was the same for many events and rtionships in life: one needed to acknowledge them and let them go.

 He couldnt be a student at Generasi forever, he had to move on and forge his own path in life, whatever that might be. Selina wouldnt be his dependent little sister forever, at some point in the future, shed step out on her ownand hed have to make sure he didnt interfere with her life and let her have the same freedom to do what was best for her as hed had to.

 Everything eventually came to an end, just as the Raveners cycles must. Even Uldars reasons for them had ended. His Ravener had to be brought to an end as well.

 It must have been emotional for some of his professors, though.

 Alex felt a lot of empathy as he talked with Professor ValRok. All I can say is that I''m going to take a big part of you with me wherever I go, professor. Even if I live to be ten thousand, your teachings are going to always be with me. And I''ll always appreciate them, and you.

 The lizardfolk smiled. Ill treasure that, Alex. It warms this old man''s heart. And understand, I love watching my students graduate. I just hate seeing them leave! What a contradiction that is, isn''t it?

 I get it, Alex said. Sometimes we want to see something finishedbut dont want it to end at the same time.

 So true, ValRok nodded. But still, end it must. You cant be a student here forever, and I''ve taught you most of what I know that could help you. And so, you have to move on.

 Well, Professor Alex said. Let''s hold that thought for a moment. I have a problem, and I was wondering if you might be able to help me with it. I think it''s something mana maniption could help with.

 Professor ValRok beamed. Well, thenfor maybe the veryst time in your undergraduate yearstell me what your problem is. Let''s see if we can figure it out.

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Chapter 807: Watching Them Move On