The Transmigrated Professor

Chapter 74: Back At The Academy

It was barely afternoon when Father Jacob decided it was a good day to get drunk.

Ray had taken the kids and his darlings一the baby Spirits Ryu and Yuna一on a trip to the nearby Dungeons.

With no one left to take care of, he decided to spend the rest of the time indulging himself.

After all, Ray had given him a pretty hefty allowance.

The Den, the first place Jacob and his team had visited when they arrived on the island, was still pretty empty this early in the day.

Right now, most of the mercenaries would either be doing jobs around the Island or exploring the Dungeons nearby, hoping to get lucky and run into a rare Artifact.

Walking past the ownerless chairs, Jacob sat right at the bar.

Only the bartender was there in this huge restaurant to give him company.

"A glass of chilled beer, please!" He ordered, as the bartender looked up surprised to see guests.

"Pretty early in the day to be drinking, is it not?" Lucius asked him, as he took out a newly cleaned glass from under the counter.

"When you get to my age, you don't know when your health will fail you. Any drink can be your last, so why not just enjoy it all the time." Jacob proudly replied.

His excuse was foolproof.

"Drinking all day because your health can fail you? Seems counterproductive but hey, who am I to complain about a paying customer." Lucius just laughed, as he placed the crystal clear glass full of liquid gold in front of the thirty Jacob. "Here's a glass of the best brew we have in stock."

"Ohh!" A satisfying shout of pleasure escaped his lips, as the drink slid down his throat, like a river waiting for no man.

"You are one of the guys who came with Laxon's kid, right?" Lucius asked as he refilled Jacob's class.

The old priest nodded his head. "Yeah...I came here with Ray."

"I've been curious about something since I saw you...may I know how old you are?" Lucius asked, curiously staring at the man sitting at his bar.

"My age? Well, I am a spry 90 years old." Jacob answered with a grin.

"Wow, 90. That means we are the same age." Lucius' youthful face quickly brightened up. "It's amazing to see what I would have looked like had I not Awakened during the Catastrophe. "

"I agree. It's amazing to see what mana can achieve even if one hadn't Awakened." Jacob nodded, understandably. "Most people during our time couldn't make it past the age of 50."

"Yes, it's very hard to see anyone from our generation even if they have Awakened. But seeing an Unawakened survive for this long, you guys are practically an endangered species."

On the surface, anyone would think the two men were reminiscing together about an age long gone.

But Jacob understood the veiled words behind what this 'young' man was speaking. He was trying to probe if, by chance, Jacob was able to survive because he had made a deal with a Demon, or at least been the subordinate of a Fallen.

"What can I say, I am a very lucky person." He answered innocently with a smile.

"Luck, huh? I suppose everyone, whether Awakened or not, needs some luck to survive, do they not?" Lucius asked, pouring himself a drink beside the priest. "I guess I am sort of a lucky person too, wouldn't you agree?"

"We are all lucky in our own ways." Jacob answered, his tone subconsciously shifting to his old preaching ways.

"So, what kind of a priest are you?"