Mystery: At the start, you gain the uniqueness of the thief.

Chapter 36 Sassriel is always soft-hearted

It was no secret that Sasriel was an incarnation of the sun god, so Herabergen was naturally aware that the opinions of this vice-king of the heavens were sometimes equivalent to those of the sun god.

So if Saslir agrees, Herabergan wouldn't mind teaching Rosen—He too is full of curiosity about this mysterious divine child.

Every path has its own characteristics, and the characteristic of the knowledge path is undoubtedly the desire and curiosity to explore the unknown. As the angel king of the knowledge path, Herabogen is naturally no exception in this regard.

"I want to go too!" Amon interjected. He never wanted to fall behind Rosen, so how could he let Rosen have a Cherubim all to tutor him?

If He can't attend the class, Rosen will definitely laugh at Him for being illiterate.

Amon gritted his teeth, thinking about something else. Having already learned a lot about someone, he glared at Rosen in annoyance.

"What's wrong now, Princess? I didn't say you weren't allowed to have tutoring with me." Rosen wasn't angry, he just smiled and said.

"Don't call me princess!" The current Amon was clearly not as shameless as he was in later generations, capable of single-handedly portraying the love and hatred of an entire family. He gritted his teeth and said in an unfriendly tone, "If you hadn't suppressed my abilities, how could I have been discovered?"

This naturally refers to Amon's recent attempt to steal Hrabergen's beard.

Rosen understood this as well, and smiled, saying, "Don't be too confident, but don't underestimate others either. You're just a cub; how can you be so sure you can defeat a battle-hardened cherubim?"

Perhaps the future Amon can do it, but can the current Amon, who is still a cub, really do it?

Rosen was skeptical of this.

Amon choked for a moment, seemingly a little angry, yet also seemingly speechless. In the end, he could only angrily turn his head away and remain silent.

Rosen didn't care about this, and the group found Sasriel alone in a corner of the banquet hall, staring blankly at the sky outside the window.

"Sassriel, are you looking at the moon?" Rosen greeted Sasriel warmly.

"...Just thinking about trivial things." Sasriel shook his head, noticing the large group behind Rosen. He hesitated for a moment before asking, "What happened?"

As he spoke, Sasriel, who had been sitting just moments before, stood up, looking as if he were ready to clean up the mess at any moment.

"Well, Amon and I both want to learn about mysticism from Herabogen, so we'd like to ask for your permission, is that alright?" Rosen didn't keep them in suspense. He pulled Amon along, putting on a familiar pitiful expression, and said.

Sasriel paused for a moment, then seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. His gaze fell on Rosen and Amon, who were pretending to be pitiful together. Even though he knew that the two cubs were faking it, he couldn't help but soften at this moment.

Sasriel hesitated for a moment before looking up at Hrabogen and asking, "Hrabogen, are you willing to teach them?"

Sasriel knew very well that since the Lord no longer restricted Rosen's contact with the angel kings, he probably wouldn't object to this.

Or rather, opposition is actually pointless, since Rosen has already proven with facts that as long as he wants, he can contact anyone he wants, even if not in this time and space, he can go to other time and space.

"I would be happy to teach them, Your Excellency Sassriel," Helabogen said with a smile, of course, without refusing.

"Alright, starting tomorrow, if you have time, come here and give them some extra lessons!" Sasriel wasn't surprised. He then looked at the two cubs, reached out and ruffled their hair, and said:

"Herabergen is not like me. He is more knowledgeable and stricter than me in the field of knowledge. I hope that when the time comes, you will not be clamoring to me to drop out of school."

Herabogen smiled without saying a word upon hearing this.

He might be considered a very easy-going person in other fields, but in the realm of knowledge, he is indeed considered rigid and strict.

"It's okay, I love studying," Rosen said with a smile, looking every bit the model student. He then glanced at Amon and said, "Someone else could choose to skip class."

"Who would skip class!" Amon protested. Although he wasn't particularly fond of studying, he loved to roll around and was determined to surpass Rosen. How could he possibly skip class?

Sasriel was used to their bickering, but he looked at Adam, who had appeared out of nowhere, and said gently, "Adam, please keep an eye on them. I don't want to hear that the classroom has collapsed."

"I will try my best to keep an eye on them." Adam nodded, then added after thinking for a moment, "Actually, they know their limits. In most cases, as long as no third party gets involved, they won't cause any major trouble."

Hearing this, the third-party Red Angel Medici curled his lip and suddenly said, "Kids, don't forget there's still practical training. I'm really looking forward to seeing how capable you are."

"So you're not even going to put on an act anymore, and you just want to beat us up?" Rosen glanced at him and said.

"Does this need to be hidden from you?" Medici asked, looking surprised.

Amon, unusually, remained silent, only touching his newly grown hair with a gloomy expression.

Adam shook his head with a helpless smile.

Sasriel smiled as he watched the children making a ruckus. Although he often felt helpless, he admitted that he liked his life as it was now.

"They seem to be having a lively conversation. Do you want to join them?" In another corner of the banquet hall, Leodorus looked at the crowd gathered not far away, then glanced at Osekus beside him, and suddenly asked.

"Leodroc, if you want to join in this fun, you really don't need to provoke me here," Osekus said with a smile. His gaze fell on Rosen not far away, then quickly shifted away, and he sighed.

He didn't know why, but he always felt a little uneasy when facing Rosen, especially after the other party demonstrated his ability to control plants.

"This isn't like you." Leodorus looked at Osekus with a puzzled expression. Given Osekus's usual personality, he should have gone over there long ago.

"...Perhaps it was that unusual entrance that left a bit of a shock on me, making me somewhat reluctant to interact with them." Osekus shook his head, suppressing the inexplicable unease, and picked up his wine glass, saying, "Let's go, let's see what they're talking about."

Leodorus glanced at him, said nothing more, and walked towards Rosen and the others with his wine glass in hand.

Upon closer listening, Leodorus discovered that they were talking about some events from the Second Age, or rather, gossip.

After settling the important matters, Rosen, out of curiosity about the Second Age, began to inquire about the past. He stroked his chin curiously and said, "So the Elf King and Elf Queen were truly in love?"