“Alright, don’t stand on ceremony with your bro. Miss Mali is the Saintess’s personal maid. If you don’t have a good Magic Weapon by your side, she might look down on you sooner or later!”
Luo Lin said, ignoring Liya’s embarrassed expression. He directly grabbed her fair little hand and slipped the jet-black bracelet onto her wrist.
The rising sun climbed higher than the blue-tiled wall.
Under the dazzling sunlight, Albert’s Stars sparkled on Liya’s hand like a cluster of stars, making Luo Lin’s eyes light up.
“See? Treasure matches a ‘handsome guy.’ This bracelet looks way better on you than on me.”
“Damn it, damn it!”
Mary, hiding in the shadows with a concealment spell, watched that thug Luo Lin fondle and rub her Saintess’s jade hand. She nearly ground her back teeth to dust.
Her Saintess’s immaculate, holy little hand was used to represent the Goddess and anoint monarchs at solemn ceremonies.
And now a reprobate was freely playing with it. Absolutely infuriating!
Still, her dark glare couldn’t affect the two basking in the sunlight.
“Then thank you, Luo Lin.”
Liya’s voice carried a uniquely maidenly shyness, but “he” still lifted his pretty face and looked straight at Luo Lin. Her eyes shimmered with ripples, those emerald irises like a gentle ocean.
Luo Lin looked at his smiling good brother, felt the lingering warmth on his fingertips, and scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
For some reason, he suddenly felt that this handsome boy bathed in sunlight, with a face full of shyness, vaguely exuded a girlish quality.
Fortunately, the moment that thought popped up, he ruthlessly strangled it in the cradle with a burst of magic energy.
‘No way, Luo Lin. You’re a man. What are you thinking? You must be starving.’
But the more he tried to suppress a feeling, the stronger it grew.
The more embarrassed the young man became, the more he—always so carefree—began actively avoiding the other’s gaze.
So he forced himself to stay calm and broke the silence first.
“Um, Brother Liya, keep it up! I hope next time we meet, you’ll already be an amazing Master Alchemist!”
“Mm! Next time we meet, I’ll definitely give you a Divine Weapon that’s one of a kind in the world!”
The golden sun climbed higher and higher.
Until the boy’s departing shadow gradually shortened and finally vanished, leaving only the golden angel and her elongated silhouette, still standing still.
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Early morning.
The Mosart Ducal House chef’s perfect day ended the moment Luo Lin entered the kitchen.
There, Young Master Luo Lin, still holding a spoon in his left hand and a spatula in his right, blew up the entire kitchen—chickens flying and eggs smashing.
Finally, under the chef’s wide-eyed stare, he carried out a plate of fried dough sticks blackened to a crisp and two half-raw sunny-side-up eggs, setting them down in front of the waiting Miss Lucia.
“One fried dough stick, two sunny-side-up eggs. Eat these, and we’re sure to score a hundred on today’s exam!”
Luo Lin adjusted his chef’s hat, blackened by smoke, and said smugly.
“Young Master, you even made a serving for me. Boohoo, you’re too good to me.”
Beside him, Niu Zi looked at the “perfect score breakfast” Luo Lin had prepared and almost shed tears of emotion.
‘Hehehe, I get to accompany the Young Master to the exam. Can Liya do that?’
‘This favor from the Young Master—I’ll never repay it!’
“Young Master!”
Niu Zi, tears streaming down his face, hurriedly stuffed the entire sunny-side-up egg into his mouth, feeling a little proud.
“Alright, alright. After all, Niu Zi, you’re also a test taker today! Keep it up! Don’t let down these days of hard work. My dark horse candidate, Niu Zi!”
Luo Lin encouraged him.
“Ara ara, Mr. Luo Lin, how come you only say such passionate words to Seirs? When it comes to me, you say nothing? I’m really nervous too.”
The moment Luo Lin sat down, Miss Fairy’s melodious voice reached his ears.
The morning light brushed across the black-and-white intertwined laurel crown on the girl’s head, making her look even more elegant and charming.
Luo Lin glanced at Miss Fairy, who sat across from him, gracefully cutting her fried dough stick.
‘Hmph. The Yellow-haired Athlete.’
‘I think you’ve been infected by that ‘feigning weakness to slap faces’ custom from the banquet that day.’
‘Damn genius girl.’
‘Is it really that fun to keep saying how weak you are before the exam, only to slap all us commoners in the face?’
In his past life as an ordinary student on Blue Star, Luo Lin had been tricked by these academic elites’ pre-exam spiels many times, and he despised it.
So he simply rolled his eyes and focused on eating.
Faced with this reaction, the girl didn’t get angry. She just smiled as she watched the sulking Luo Lin.
“Good luck, dummy.”
Sera Academy’s assessment consisted of three rounds.
The first round was today’s written exam.
This round had the smallest weight in the total score.
After all, many commoner students had never even attended school. How could they compete in this with noble children who had ample educational resources?
So, to be as fair as possible, Sera Academy set the total score for this round very low.
But for Luo Lin, every bit counted.
What’s more, this was what he excelled at in his past life.
He had no reason to lose points.
Alice’s Notes were very useful.
As soon as the exam paper was handed out, he felt like he was possessed by the God of Scholarly Excellence, writing furiously, solving each question smoothly.
So much so that the originally allotted one hundred twenty minutes exam—he finished the final essay in less than an hour.
Bored out of his mind, he pillowed his arms on the desk and slept, occasionally glancing out the window or at the other test takers scratching their heads.
‘Hehehe.’
‘So this is what it feels like to be a top student?’
‘Such a thrill.’
But right then, a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs suddenly occupied his downward gaze.
“This test taker, no sleeping here.”
The ice-cold voice sent a shiver through Luo Lin.
The fear of getting caught playing with his phone in class by a teacher in his past life surged again.
Luo Lin tremblingly lifted his head and looked at the cold-faced proctor before him.
The girl wore a spotless white uniform without a single wrinkle. Her delicate face was full of sternness, exactly like the discipline director from his past life who always recited school rules.
Below her slender waist, the most eye-catching feature was her perfectly round, straight, long, beautiful legs.
‘So long. So beautiful.’
‘These legs are even longer than Lucia’s.’
Even Luo Lin, who had seen super beauties like Alice, was instantly captivated and couldn’t look away.
Under the fluorescent lights of the exam hall, her fair, rosy skin showed through thin black stockings, paired with elegant stilettos, emphasizing her otherworldly aura.
“Have you looked enough?!”
Snapped back to reality by the proctor’s cool voice, Luo Lin finally noticed the nameplate pinned to the girl’s full white shirt.