The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

After Bertram helped Sirius move the three cardboard boxes to Sirius' dormitory, he left.

Siles' dormitory was in the front building of the townhouse at 6 Hayward Street.In fact, most of the entire apartment is a three-story suite for a family to live in, and the single apartment where Siles lives is actually transformed from such a suite.

The first floor is a public space, mainly the kitchen and living room; the second and third floors are independent bedrooms and bathrooms, and both have individual balconies and a small study.

Siles is very satisfied with this kind of dormitory - anyway, he guesses he doesn't know how to cook.

He lives on the third floor.Looking out from the balcony, you can see the castle in the distance and the building that should be the library.Looking around, the sense of openness and openness almost washed away the tiredness of getting up early in Siles.

He took a deep breath and rested for a moment.

Then Siles took some towels and cloths for scrubbing, and went alone to the office of the professor of literary history on the fourth floor of the main castle—the one that belonged to him.

It was still the scene when he and Professor Bright left on Monday.At that time, the two of them just sorted out the messy materials and papers a little bit, but the dust and stains were powerless.

This time Siles brought a rag, and he tried his best to clean it up, and rearranged the materials left by Professor Kabell.

He had learned his lesson, and this time he didn't dare to read these materials carefully. He just folded them randomly and stuffed them into the corner of the bookcase.Those papers looked messy, but when they were actually stacked, they only took up a low cabinet.

After cleaning the desk, Siles emptied the desk, emptied all the drawers, stuffed all the materials into the low cabinet, and then opened the window to let the fresh air from outside blow through the slightly turbid atmosphere of the office.

He sat on the sofa for a while, then raised his eyes to examine the office.

The area of ​​the office is about ten square meters, and the interior is warm and moist, and the ancient wooden structure accounts for most of it.

On the left hand side of the door is a whole wall of bookcases, and directly opposite are two windows, both of which have been opened outwards at this time.The window glass was also wiped by Siles.

In front of the windowpane is a desk in the center of the room, and there is a soft and comfortable chair next to the desk.Originally, the seat was facing away from the window, but Siles found it uncomfortable, so he turned the desk sideways.

When he sat there, he was facing the bookshelf in front of him, and on the right side he could directly see the lawn and the entrance of the school outside the window.This made him feel a lot more comfortable and wide-eyed.

To the left of the desk, there is a double sofa and a small wooden coffee table on the side.Behind the desk are two rows of low cabinets.The things left by Professor Kabell are in the low cabinet on the inner side.

At this moment, there are already many books and decorations on the tall open bookshelf.Siles glanced at them roughly, and saw that they were all normal academic works, so he didn't move them, planning to deal with them later.

But now he was sitting on the sofa, and when his eyes accidentally glanced at the books on the bookshelf, he suddenly froze for a moment, thinking, the book that once made Professor Kabell's mind flustered... Could it be on the bookshelf? ?

Siles was suspicious.

He thinks it shouldn't be, right?Professor Kabell left in a hurry, but he should also take that important book away... Then again, even if Professor Kabell really got some shocking truth because of that book, why did he resign?

Why, his teaching assistant also disappeared?

The more he thought about it, Siles felt a burst of solemnity and anxiety.

He thought again of the extraordinary power of this world—the Revelator.Strength and inspiration from the past.

The book that Professor Cabell got must be from the past, right?

Siles held his breath for a moment, then shook his head, stood up, and stopped thinking about those things.He looked at his office with satisfaction, thinking that maybe he could buy a pot of green plants after a while.

He wrote it down, locked the office, and went to the cafeteria to eat.

The cafeteria of La Mifa University has two floors in total, the first floor is for students, and the second floor is for faculty and staff.The cafeteria of the staff was obviously better than that of the students - and he was a professor now.

With an inexplicable mood, Siles went up to the second floor under the gaze of a large number of students dining on the first floor.

At the stairs, he could still hear a few students talking.

"...That's actually a professor!"

"So young! So handsome!"

"Is he a new professor this year? What class does he teach?"

"...Why do I think he looks familiar?"

Of course it looks familiar.Siles thought.Because he was the senior of this group of students three months ago.

Siles shook his head slightly amused.

The price of the canteen in the university is much cheaper than outside. Siles calculated that if he ate in the canteen all day, it would only cost three marquis coins.No matter how good the food is, it is only five marquis coins, very friendly.

Siles finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He decided to eat canteen every day.Occasionally, when I need to leave school, I eat out and try new flavors.

He absentmindedly finished his lunch—some kind of pasta—and left the cafeteria.A young professor left with him, but Siles paid little attention to him.

But when the two of them walked towards 6 Hayward Street at the same time, one behind the other, both of them blinked involuntarily.

They entered the door tacitly, saw each other's appearance in the living room, and then laughed.

"Good afternoon, my roommate." The young professor also looked less than thirty, and he was a man with dimples when he smiled. He winked at Siles, "I'm Lorenzo Gu Ransome."

"Good afternoon. Siles Noel."

"Oh, I've heard of your name!" Lorenzo said enthusiastically, "You are the youngest professor at the University of Ramifa! You are already famous!"

Siles was a little surprised, and at the same time felt that his roommate was a little... er, active?

Lorenzo chattered, "I'm an archeology major, but I'm still a teaching assistant. And you're already a professor of literary history. That's amazing."

Siles shook his head and said, "It's just luck."

After Professor Kabell left, his teaching assistant suddenly disappeared. The School of Literature and History had to recruit urgently, and Professor Bright probably contributed to it... All in all, Siles is indeed an excellent scholar of literature history, but he was not It would be so easy to directly become a professor.

Lorenzo also shook his head: "Okay, you don't have to be so humble. Your story will be spread in the school, and it is estimated that after the school starts, all the students will know about your existence—in other words, you think about it Is there something about the club?"

Lorenzo seemed to think of something suddenly, and the topic changed immediately.

"What?" Siles didn't react at all.

"Club!" Lorenzo said, "You are so young and handsome, you will definitely be sought after by the students. If you organize a club, your academy will probably be very willing."

Siles recalled for a while, and then he understood what Lorenzo meant by the club.

In fact, it is a small stove that the professor teaches to the students he likes. It is open to the whole school, but the candidates will be selected by the professor himself, usually around a dozen or so.

Some well-known professors will select students who are suitable to become their apprentices in the club, so such clubs are also called "pre-scholar education".

Siles himself had joined Professor Bright's club.

Siles thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I don't think I will open a club."

First, his qualifications are low, and second, he has just become a professor, so he may not have the time and experience to study the club.

... You know, he's already in a lot of trouble now.

Lorenzo smiled mysteriously: "You think so. But what the academy thinks, that's not necessarily the case."

Siles was a little confused.Lorenzo had obviously been in the La Mifah faculty system for a while, but Cilles was a total novice.

Lorenzo saw that Siles hadn't reacted yet, so he couldn't help but sighed greatly: "Professor Noel, don't you think that there are many students in basic education in the School of Literature and History, but few apprentices in advanced education?"

Siles thought for a moment before reacting.

Academy of Literature and History——literature and history, these are all subjects that look very attractive, but if you delve into them deeply, they will appear very boring and complicated.Therefore, many students who come based on hobbies are not willing to become apprentices after completing the basic education courses.

It is inconceivable that an elderly professor like Professor Bright is still active in teaching.He is nearing retirement, but he still has to teach a lot of classes every week.

The Academy of Literature and History needs fresh blood.Perhaps this is one of the reasons why Siles was able to become a professor at such a young age.

Therefore, the Academy of Literature and History may also need a signboard, a professor who is attractive enough to make students consider staying in the Academy of Literature and History, and even attract students from other majors.

Of course, everything still depends on ability and academic achievements, but...let Siles start a club and see how many students are willing to follow him, isn't it okay?

Siles finally understood.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a while, feeling that he seemed to be in trouble again unintentionally.But...he just pretended that he didn't know, and it wouldn't be too late to wait for his superiors to speak up before thinking about it.

He chatted with Lorenzo for a few more words.The chatty assistant also had some unspoken rules with Siles.

He said: "You have to confirm your apprentices as soon as possible, then give them the title of teaching assistant, and let them help you with assignments!"

Siles: "..."

He couldn't help being silent for a moment, and then said, "Aren't you also a teaching assistant?"

"Anyway, I'm not the one who grades homework for you." Lorenzo shrugged. "Professors have their duties to do. You really don't have the time to grade students' homework."

Siles thought for a while, couldn't help but sighed slightly, and said, "Yes."

Both were slightly depressed for a moment.

Lorenzo is because he has to correct the homework for the professor, and Siles is because even if he does not need to correct the homework, there are more troublesome things waiting for him.

Lorenzo seemed to think of something again, and he asked again: "By the way, do you know which club you are the instructor of?"

"...Society?"

Lorenzo gave him a puzzled look, nodded and said, "Student associations. All associations within the academy need a professor as a guide, and you will definitely be assigned one—this is the case for young professors. I have three A society."

Siles: "..."

It's a professor's club and a student club... His schedule should be that of a senior high school student, right?