Piper didn't linger around William; after all, he'd been pretty direct. She was an adult, and once things were made clear, she dropped any lingering thoughts.
Fortunately, her feelings for William were only budding. While she had certain intentions when he worked at the nightclub, she certainly couldn't force anything now that he'd left.
"Alright then, it was nice to et you. If fate allows, we'll et again for a drink," Piper, a woman who had weathered many storms, said without any hint of the dejection a younger woman might display. Instead, she gave William a gracious smile.
Nobody's life stops because soone leaves, especially when they'd only known each other for a couple of days.
As Piper turned back towards her table, she coincidentally t Alice, who'd been standing there for a while. They'd t once before, so they exchanged nods in greeting.
Having noticed William's conversation with Piper, Alice approached with her hands behind her back and a playful grin. "Master, do you know her?" she asked William, her tone teasing.
William glanced at her, responding, "Is it that strange for to know her?"
"Not really, but I'm curious, are you close with Bella?" Alice struggled to comprehend the situation. They were discussing William in a group chat just the night before, and now Bella had brought him to et her family. It all seed to move too quickly.
Instead of answering her question, William countered, "Would you like to co with ?" He knew the young were often driven by curiosity and couldn't answer all her questions.
"Why else would I be out here?" Alice had co to clarify so things she didn't understand from dical books.
The two dical classics William had given her the day before were concise but contained many dical theories and treatnts she'd never heard of. So might have been due to changes over ti or different terminologies.
She needed to ask him about these critical points. William was contemplating his next steps in this society he was still adapting to, so having soone guide him could be beneficial.
Lila had previously taught him much, but they weren't close and had no special bond.
Alice, being his disciple, seed a better option for seeking help.
"How did you find the two dical classics I gave you?" William asked, leading the way with Alice trailing behind, and adopting the authoritative tone of a ntor.
Alice wasn't really aloof by nature. Imrsed in dical books since childhood and lacking close friends, she'd accepted William as her ntor. She genuinely wanted to know what expertise he held. Just gifting her a couple of dical classics wouldn't earn her respect.
She'd approached William for clarification, so when he brought it up himself, she didn't hold back.
"I translated the two classics from Latin last night, and it was late by the ti I finished. There were so dical terms and ancient concepts that I couldn't find in any of my books. I'll need you to explain them."
Alice listed a series of questions, which William answered effortlessly, leaving her slightly astonished.
"I didn't expect you to know everything," Alice said, her eyes shining with admiration. "Master, have you read these dical classics countless tis? Or perhaps you had a renowned teacher?"
William shook his head. "I've read them just once, and they are indeed quite well-written."
Alice was taken aback.
"Just well-written?" she thought. The two volus, "De dicina" Part I and Part II, were considered foundational to dical knowledge.
Such esteed dical texts are typically pored over daily, with every passage committed to heart. If they were historical texts, scholars would probably scrutinize every single word.
Yet, William's comnts make it sound like he's critiquing a re student's howork.
Read it once, and it's decent?
What's that about?
"Master, you an to say you only read it once?" Alice struggled to comprehend William's level of expertise in dicine, and she definitely couldn't fathom it.
To soone like William, basic dical techniques had long lost their significance.
Although he couldn't resurrect the dead, piecing together various organs to create a new being, akin to sothing out of "Frankenstein", seed quite elentary to him.
To him, practicing dicine was as simple as a college student breezing through elentary school problems.
"The two dical classics I gave you yesterday are quite rudintary. You can start with them, and once you've fully grasped them, I'll teach you more." William truly found the two articles written by Celsus overly simplistic.
It might be insightful, but perhaps only for the average person.
"Simple?" Alice was at a loss for words. The content of those two dical classics was far from simple. To truly understand and apply them would be quite a challenge.
William simply smiled, offering no further explanation.
"De dicina" Volu I and Volu II were rely foundational texts.
Since Alice was officially learning from him now, he would certainly impart even more advanced knowledge.
"I'm thinking of finding a job. Any recomndations?" William casually inquired.
Alice, eyes gleaming, replied, "You want to work? Do you have a dical License?"
"Beco a doctor?" William shook his head, "I can teach you, but I don't wish to be a doctor."
Being a doctor, a profession that alleviates human suffering, is comndable.
But William didn't have the ti for that. With so many people in the world, he isn't a savior. He'd done such things in the past and was now tired of it.
Alice posed a question similar to Piper's: "What else can you do?"
William's eyes slightly narrowed. Instead of asking what he could do, one should ask how he'd like to live.
"I just want to lead a leisurely life, read so books, maybe paint a bit, play so music," William candidly shared his true desires.
He had tried out being a bartender as an experience, but now, he decided he wanted a more peaceful life.
Staring at him, Alice smirked, "You don't seem like the type to work for soone. Maybe you should just be a boss."
"Oh?" William pondered. Why did he have to pick a job? He could just open a shop, do whatever he wanted, sell whatever he felt like.
"Do you have money?" Alice shot back with another probing question.
William pulled out his phone and quietly asked, "Thirty thousand, is that enough?"
Now it was Alice's turn to smile without a word. Thirty thousand to be a boss in New York City? He must be joking.
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