This wizard only wishes to be a teacher

However, Thunder, as an "old bird" who had survived two reincarnations, had done quite a thorough job in counter-surveillance. Even though Lucien had identified a dozen "suspected targets," he was still unable to narrow down the range of suspects.

"Calm down, calm down..." Lucien took a deep breath, quickly suppressing the restlessness in his heart, allowing himself to gradually calm down. At least, he couldn’t let the role he was playing show any obvious flaws that Thunder might catch.

"Lurah?" The voice of Anos beside him slowly pulled Lucien back to his senses. He realized that his behavior just now was a bit impulsive, and he had no choice but to try quickly to remedy it. "Father, I... I just had a nightmare."

"It’s okay, the things in dreams are all false, opposite to reality." Anos’s smile was calm and serene as he comforted Lurah while gently tidying Lurah’s disheveled hair with his hands. However, as Lucien bowed his head slightly, a hardly noticeable strange gleam flickered in the depths of Anos’s eyes.

...

"Is that the Dream Master, Rafael? Born into a major family, he showed his talent from a young age, but because he awakened a seemingly weak talent on the surface during his awakening, he went from a genius to a ’waste,’ even oppressed within his own family..."

"However, he is a child of fate. His weak talent actually contains hidden powerful potential, and on his rise to power, he will attract a large number of players portraying various kind-hearted girls revolving around him, truly the standard template for a male protagonist’s beginning."

Inside the pavilion, Lucien was holding a dessert somewhat similar to a macaron, but his gaze intentionally or unintentionally glanced to the side.

He was a handsome-looking young man with a determined gaze, but his attire was rather plain.

However, Rafael’s relatively plain dress appeared somewhat shabby among the group of noble scions, hardly reflecting his noble status as a member of the Trujillo family, and even in such an occasion, it seemed both conspicuous and somewhat out of place.

"Look over there, that’s Litto. She’s really unlucky. Earlier, her father Count Fuller exerted a lot of effort and even embarrassed himself to get her engaged to the talented Rafael. But now, she’s awakened with the rare talent of Nature Control, while that genius... tsk tsk tsk, only awakened with a useless Wood Blade..."

"Count Fuller seems to have come here this time to annul his daughter’s engagement..."

"I hear that Lord Durando went on an adventure outside to hunt demonic nests, just to procure more Awakening Stones for Rafael, seemingly planning to give Mister Rafael a chance to enhance and change his talents through this method..."

"Mister Rafael has awakened a talent that isn’t very powerful, but he has been working hard, I feel..."

Thanks to his acute spiritual power perception, Lucien naturally could overhear some of the servants whispering at a distance and some quiet conversations among tea party guests about Rafael, which made Lucien’s expression increasingly bizarre.

A fallen genius?

A fiancée who suddenly displayed her talents?

A breakup?

And the mass attention of the onlookers?

He felt familiar with this script! Even in his heart, Lucien unexpectedly harbored a kind of anticipation.

"Could it be... that Rafael is about to say ’a change of fortune after thirty years’?" Lucien muttered to himself, feeling as though he was about to witness the reenactment of a classic scene.

However, Lucien quickly turned his gaze to Litto. After learning from Thunder that most of the players’ identities were female characters, he became very interested in the identity of this dream master’s fiancée.

As a character with a strong storyline conflict with Rafael, could Litto also be portrayed by a player at this moment?

Lucien showed great interest in this.

"Mister Rafael! Please grant my daughter Litto her wish!"

As time passed, the atmosphere at the tea party gradually grew livelier. However, suddenly, a somewhat abrupt voice rang out, causing Lucien, who had been silently eating, to perk up, and even straighten his back slightly. He felt that the scene he was anticipating might be unfolding.

This voice was extremely abrupt, loud, and somewhat against the etiquette of nobility, but it drew the attention of everyone else at the tea party. In that instant, the previously lively and joyful scene of the tea party suddenly fell silent, then all eyes locked onto a middle-aged nobleman and a plainly dressed young man.

The young man was Rafael. At that moment, his fists were clenched, his eyes seemingly filled with the indignation and anger of being humiliated. Lucien, with his far superior perception capabilities, was even able to observe the tiny blood vessels in Rafael’s eyes.

He slightly tilted his head back, staring at Count Fuller, his chest rising and falling slightly.

"Is it coming?" Lucien silently picked up a pastry and stuffed it into his mouth.

Although the food in this dream world couldn’t provide him with any energy, as an incredibly realistic dreamscape, he could still enjoy the wonderful taste of the food, so eating it was still a pleasure.

"Father, we can’t do this!" Just as Lucien was expecting classic plot developments, Litto, who had been somewhat silent, stood up. She looked at her father with an undeniable, strong gaze, her eyes burning with a fierce intensity, much like a noble young lady who would do anything for love.

"Litto... I’m doing this for your own good..." Count Fuller seemed taken aback by Litto’s sudden betrayal, and appeared somewhat flustered. After a brief pause, he looked at Litto and said, "And before we..."

"It seems that Litto is definitely ’a player,’ interfering with the storyline here to interact with the protagonist Rafael..." Lucien quietly observed, targeting this ’Litto’ to see the consequences of violating the play rules.

Hmm?

Suddenly, Lucien sensed something and restrained his impulse to look up.

At the same time, his gaze swiftly swept across the surroundings, memorizing three or four individuals who subconsciously looked up.

Those who looked up must be players!

Thus, at that moment, a terrifying wave, perceivable only to players, came through. It felt like an invisible hand reaching directly for Litto who was verbally sparring with her "father."

"Ah..." In Lucien’s field of vision, a semi-transparent large hand had grabbed Litto and quickly dragged a somewhat blurry figure out from her body.

The figure struggled continuously, its arms flailing wildly like octopus limbs, even bursting with a force not befitting a Formal Wizard, although it all seemed futile under that large hand.

Quickly, this "octopus" was completely separated from Litto’s body, and with a squeeze of that large hand, a soft crush was heard, and the player in the form of an octopus was turned into dust.

Breathe...

Lucien felt relieved internally, but soon he sensed some "benefits" -- witnessing the death of this player seemed to have positively stimulated his spiritual power, elevating it slightly.

"It seems that killing other players not only helps reduce opposition but can even enhance one’s own abilities to some extent, almost like... a human-shaped tonic?" Lucien thought to himself while genuinely offering a moment of sincere final blessings to the player who had played Litto.

However, he quickly shifted his focus back to Litto, curious about what changes would manifest in her original identity now that the player had been eliminated.

But he noticed that the argument between Litto and Count Fuller hadn’t stopped; instead, it escalated.

"Take the young lady away first!" Count Fuller bellowed, appearing somewhat frantic. Ignoring Litto’s continued resistance, he waved his hand, signaling several servants to take Litto, who was still trying to resist, back to the carriage.

"It seems that the script has changed from the original ’broken engagement plot’ to a parental ’thwarting of lovers,’ but overall, the storyline hasn’t changed much. While Litto has been redeemed from a villainess to a heroine, her father, Count Fuller, has still taken over her role, embodying the villain to the very end."

"However, even though the player playing Litto has been dealt with, it seems that his modifications to the script are acknowledged, and the dreamscape is trying to reclaim the modified plot as close as possible to the original storyline?"

Lucien silently observed this unfolding drama. Just then, the weary voice of Earl Sanaxis suddenly echoed in his mind, though Earl Sanaxis seemed to be in a poor state, his voice exceptionally weak, clearly resisting the suppression from the Dream Rules.

"Two-legged hairy beast... to the east... I can feel... the pen..."

Despite the fluctuating volume, Lucian understood what Earl Sanaxis was trying to convey.

"I’m done eating, it’s time for a walk..." Lucien crammed the last macaron into his mouth and, seizing the moment while everyone else was focused on Count Fuller and Rafael, he swiftly moved towards the east.

Following Sanaxis’s hint, the building to the east should be this one...

Lucien soon identified his target and cautiously entered.

It appeared to be the Trujillo family’s library...

Lucien looked at the multitude of books in the room. He casually pulled out one and upon examining it, realized it was a book on anatomy that he had seen back at Greybone Academy.

"Interesting." Lucien put the book back and pulled out another, which shockingly had its cover marked with large Chinese characters: "Five Years of College Entrance Exams, Three Years of Simulations."