Magic research materials were all stored in the small backpacks everyone carried with them—things more important than life itself.
Laige Caicai returned to her own little villa and headed straight for the largest room, choosing it as her magic workshop.
After bustling about for a while, she finally finished setting it up.
She walked out of the room and came to the bright white hall outside, sitting down on a luxurious sofa to rest for a moment.
But as soon as Laige Caicai turned her head, she saw Laige Yulian and Laige Fuling slowly pacing in her garden through the clean French windows.
Their movements seemed unusually cautious, even sneaky.
They would stop from time to time, their gazes darting around as if they were carefully examining every corner and detail of the garden.
Laige Caicai couldn’t sit still anymore.
She stood up, yanked open the glass door, and demanded harshly at the people in the yard, “What exactly are you two doing in my yard?”
“What’s yours and mine? Do sisters have to make such a clear distinction?”
Laige Yulian snorted lightly.
“What do you mean?”
Laige Caicai strode over to her two younger sisters and asked angrily.
Laige Yulian turned her body slightly, raised her little hand, and pointed gently toward the front side.
Laige Caicai followed the direction of her finger and saw a small door in the wall leading straight to the neighboring house.
“Big Sister, our four villas are connected. We can visit each other,” Laige Fuling explained.
“I thought I could have some peace and quiet for a while. Can’t I ever get rid of you two clowns?”
Laige Caicai looked helpless.
“We’re triplets. How can you get rid of us?”
Laige Yulian laughed.
“Classes don’t officially start until tomorrow. Why don’t we just go back to our own places and rest for a day?”
Laige Caicai suggested.
“You slept all day in the car and still need rest? How can you live like an old lady at such a young age? Let’s take the chance to explore the campus. Hurry up and put on your shoes,” Laige Yulian urged.
“Ugh.”
Laige Caicai sighed helplessly and had no choice but to follow her two younger sisters out for a stroll, getting accustomed to the environment ahead of time.
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“Where did everyone go? Where did Sister go?”
After the three sisters left, Laige Lingxiang finally mustered the courage to come over, dragging her feet.
She, too, was feeling unsettled by the unfamiliar new environment and wanted to find her sisters for some familiar comfort.
But she found the house empty—her sisters were all gone.
They must have gone out to play without her.
A sense of being left out welled up quietly in her heart.
Laige Lingxiang’s heart was filled with disappointment.
She could never truly integrate into her sisters’ world, nor had she ever been genuinely accepted by them.
This feeling of estrangement was like an invisible barrier, standing between her and her sisters, leaving her with nothing but endless loneliness.
The next morning, when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the thin mist, everyone was already fully dressed.
Those exquisite black Western-style uniforms, the tailored fitted vests, and the polished calfskin leather shoes—from the way the bow tie was tied to the smoothness of the cuffs, every detail was immaculate.
This outfit silently showcased the dignified demeanor and noble status befitting a mage.
They were enrolled in [Apprentice Level Six—Magic Class One].
Each apprentice level was divided into more than ten classes, but only Class One was the magic class; all the remaining classes were ability classes.
Logically, no matter what age a student was, they should start from Apprentice Level One.
But we were different.
We were noble mages from a count’s magic family.
The Demon Academy City needed the support of magic families to maintain its legitimacy.
Without the participation of magic families, it would just be a slightly more upscale mental ability research center for ability users, and it would never receive full support from multiple countries.
So the Academy City had to serve the young mages comfortably, or else the academy couldn’t survive.
Doesn’t this setting look familiar?
It’s that classic setup of the upper-class people from the Upper District and the lower-class people from the Lower District.
Many stories love to use it—very conflicting.
“Big Sister, look at these lower-class ability users.”
“Yulian, say a few less words. No one thinks you’re mute.”
The three Motefei sisters walked side by side along the academy’s main road, their elegant posture and outstanding aura immediately drawing the attention of everyone along the way.
The other apprentices stopped in their tracks, consciously stepping aside to the sides of the road, clearing a wide path for them.
Their eyes revealed a complex mix of awe and curiosity.
The ability students on the road all wore neat, crisp pure white uniforms, while the mages wore delicate black uniforms.
The two tones intermingled in the crowd, creating a stark visual contrast.
“What are you staring at?”
“Third Sister, don’t mess around. Can you two behave yourselves?”
But it was obvious at a glance that these three Motefei sisters were not to be trifled with.
Gossip spread like a virus, and even more so for triplets who were young, beautiful, mage transfer students.
They instantly became the hot topic of the academy.
As for the other poor little heroine, who could only go to school alone and isolated, no one paid her any attention.
Everyone arrived at Apprentice Class Six One.
The mage classroom was indeed different—it wasn’t an ordinary classroom but a spacious, open conference room, looking especially grand.
However, looking around, there were only about a dozen mage apprentices, sparsely scattered about, making the space feel even emptier.
The magic class rarely had full attendance each time, adding an air of desolation and mystery.
Moreover, no one listened to the magic instructor’s lectures anyway.
After all, we were family mages—our families possessed the most complete magic knowledge.
The mage apprentices usually buried themselves in their own research.
The magic instructor lectured from the podium as if talking to themselves, just going through the motions.
After classes, the sisters always liked to go together to a fine upscale restaurant near the school for dinner.
The restaurant had a warm atmosphere, and the dishes were quite tasty.
They ate and chatted, sharing interesting things from class and bits of their daily lives.
After dinner, they returned to the dormitory contentedly, enjoying their quiet life as homebodies—surfing the internet, catching up on shows—then burying themselves in magic research and discussing spellcasting techniques.
Such days were simple and routine, and every day felt both relaxed and fulfilling.
Of course, they still isolated Laige Lingxiang.
They never included the fourth sister in anything; they just let her live her own life.
Although the three sisters didn’t actually mean to isolate her, under normal circumstances, without system tasks or plot requirements, no one wanted to overstep with the heroine.
And in the original plot, the heroine would start building her own power at the academy, making friends everywhere and latching onto influential people, preparing to take us villainous sisters down.
But unbeknownst to the three Motefei sisters, Laige Lingxiang wasn’t as independent and hardworking as in the original plot.
At school, she was a withdrawn and autistic wallflower—not a single friend, always secretly following her sisters around like a stalker.
From this moment on, the current plot had deviated significantly from the original.