บท 70: The Weakest Class Teacher

"Accident? What happened?"

Irene was relentless as she continued to ask.

Fike had no choice but to elaborate.

"I once taught myself a set of long-range spells, so I can cast them now.

"Maybe that's why the stone tablet assigned me to the Mage Class!"

Fike said nervously.

At the moment, Irene was clinging tightly onto Fike's body.

The buttons on her school uniform had burst open due to some curious force, exposing a patch of her fair chest before Fike's eyes.

"Then, what's your main class?"

"Priest."

Fike said shakily, gulping.

"Priest? Can you really learn the skills of a mage as a priest?"

Irene asked with a curious, naive expression.

Although Fike was certainly powerful, social interaction was not one of his strong suits.

He currently could not tell whether Irene was really such a naive and innocent person, or she was deliberately putting on a farce.