Chapter 6: The Legacy of Friends - 2

Hello! Classmate! Are you alright? Do you need me to take you to the infirmary?

Are you a senior at Kemo University

But it is not possible now; a woman is continuously shaking his body, making it impossible for him to concentrate. Moreover, he has just sustained quite serious injuries... It is unclear how the foreign soul accomplished this; it used its own "soul shell" to tear Galan's consciousness in half, yet did not destroy his awareness, which makes him feel as if he has split into two "individuals"

The foreign soul has sadly passed away, and Jialan expresses regret, but his own situation is not much better... Well, he really likes the term "passed away" used by the foreign soul; within the message it left, there are many words that Jialan cannot comprehend, making it very difficult for him to understand.

Oh... it's good that nothing is wrong! I was worried that something bad had happened to you!

Jialan does not know when it self-annihilated. From the information it left behind, it seems that this occurred during the period when it was frozen. It is regrettable that it could not hold on for a longer time.

The girl who sat down beside Jialan curiously inquired, pointing at the deep blue robe that Jialan was wearing

Jialan remained silent for a long time. To be honest, he was quite surprised; he did not expect that the foreign soul possessed such high intelligence. Moreover, judging from its tone and attitude, it did not seem to belong to the evil camp.

Lastly, I would like to say that I am undoubtedly the most unfortunate time traveler, without exception

Fortunately, the universal language of Koval is still in use here, preventing him from being unable to comprehend the written words of this era like that unfortunate foreign soul.

Alright, I am going to die! Do not think of me! Goodbye! Uh, no, it should be farewell!

By the way, I have always wanted to tell you, you who are always cooped up with books, will definitely die a virgin

Originally intending to deny it, Jialan turned her eyes and retorted, "I... am not yet a student here for the time being, what about you?"

The girl laughed joyfully, looking at Jialan's black hair and eyes with some confusion: "But you look a bit older; I originally thought you were a senior, especially since you are wearing a dark blue robe. Also, where are you from? Your hair and eye color are quite rare!"

[ PS4: Can I change my mind... ]

The girl nervously waved her small hands in front of Jialan's unfocused eyes, completely interrupting Jialan's self-exploration. Gradually coming to her senses, she blankly surveyed her surroundings. The once empty academy was now filled with a crowd, which appeared to be students from the academy, joyfully setting up the venue and hanging up banners and ribbons.

The exotic soul was very cheerful; although it ultimately self-destructed, it cannot be denied that it maintained a spirit of positive effort throughout the entire process. The despair it experienced at the end was purely due to the inability to see any hope.

In addition to the [Secret Language], Jialan also understands thirteen types of [National Languages], twenty-eight types of [Racial Languages], as well as several types of [Occupational Languages]. The vast array of vocabulary is so mixed together that it is quite difficult to distinguish them.

With a blink of her eyes, Qilan looked at the girl who had awakened her. The girl had chestnut-colored curly hair, wheat-colored skin, and a slightly upturned nose adorned with a few small freckles, making her a very cute girl

Congratulations on the 200th anniversary festival of the Koranbang Public School of Magic

Ah! You must be a new student who enrolled this year, right? Then we are classmates! Hello! My name is Alan! Alan Hogg! I am sixteen years old and a freshman of the Class of 1714 at "Kemo University." What is your name?

Therefore, I have left you something. If you have the chance to awaken and, by some stroke of fate, receive this memory, remember to help me live a more splendid life

The sensation of possessing two consciousnesses simultaneously is quite strange, distinct from "split personality." At this moment, both of Jialan's consciousnesses are independent yet inseparable. Moreover, the most remarkable aspect is that both consciousnesses are himself... He can even engage in communication with himself...

Due to concerns that foreign souls possess the ability to manipulate, during its incessant muttering in a foreign language, Jialan deliberately chose to ignore its presence, which left him somewhat regretful for missing an opportunity to communicate with an otherworldly being

The girl let out a sigh of relief and looked at Jialan, who appeared to be in poor condition, with pity. She observed the wrinkled deep blue robe, the messy black hair, and the severely lethargic demeanor.

However, before the foreign soul disappeared, it left him a tremendous gift, or rather, it should be considered a vast legacy. This was the knowledge and memories of the foreign world where the foreign soul resided. If he had the time, he could gradually attempt to learn.

It appears that this exotic creature is quite benevolent, at least in a chaotic good sense. The efforts it has made, despite deliberately ignoring certain aspects, have deeply moved Jialan, who can also empathize with the terrifying sense of loneliness it has endured over a long period of time

The foreign soul seems to be lacking in linguistic skills, which prevents it from learning the various languages it has mastered from its usual conversations

The language spoken by the foreign soul, which is difficult to comprehend, should be the "Secret Language" used among spellcasters. This is a form of "professional language," akin to the "Holy Script" of clerics, the "Druidic Language" of druids, the "Chant" of bards, the "Dark Tongue" of warriors, the "Whisper" of rogues, and the "Beast Tongue" of rangers. It has not been passed down through generations, making it fundamentally impossible to understand its meaning. It is important to note that the "Secret Language" used by any two spellcasters is different. Similar to the "Holy Script" of clerics, the "Druidic Language" of druids, the "Chant" of bards, the "Dark Tongue" of warriors, the "Whisper" of rogues, and the "Beast Tongue" of rangers, it has not been passed down through generations, making it fundamentally impossible to understand its meaning. It is important to note that the "Secret Language" used by any two spellcasters is different.

I am preparing to commit suicide, but I think I cannot go through this life in vain. Before my consciousness dissipates, I feel I should leave something behind, such as carving 'I was here' on the U-shaped sulcus of your brain.

With a strong sense of determination, Jialan keenly observed that the girl's expression seemed somewhat reserved and tense. The light blue robe she wore appeared to be of very ordinary quality, even bordering on coarse. It was not a magical robe with arcane effects, but merely an ordinary garment tailored in the style of a robe.

[ PS3: It is truly disheartening to have done nothing at all ... ... ]

Although feeling quite dispirited, Jialan still mustered the energy to smile and thank her: "Uh, thank you! I'm fine now! I accidentally fell asleep..."