Then, the Bishop also introduced the list of exchange students to everyone.
Unlike the name “Elia,” “Ceciliaia” was not common in this world.
Moreover, after a certain incident, no one dared to take the same name as “Ceciliaia.”
Therefore, at the Cangyu Academy, she did not use her real name.
“Cecilia?”
When the Bishop finished introducing, Lu Mo softly murmured.
This was the name Ceciliaia used at the academy.
At that moment, Elia looked at her with extreme caution.
“This person… is actually going to stay at Cangyu Academy?”
She murmured quietly, her brow slightly furrowed.
Meanwhile, many people’s gazes were also drawn to Ceciliaia.
The girl’s dazzling golden hair seemed even brighter than the sunlight above.
Her slightly bobbing cowlick added an indescribable cuteness to her.
Perhaps due to the aura of holy power, her entire being exuded an air of sanctity and nobility.
She smiled slightly, appearing in everyone’s eyes like a pure and flawless angel.
“So beautiful.”
“So holy…”
“She’s even more like a goddess than Miss Elia!”
Someone couldn’t help but praise.
“Shut up, Miss Elia is the prettiest!”
“Nonsense, can Elia compare to Miss Cecilia?”
“Are you Cecilia’s guard dog, defending her so fiercely?”
“Elia is much more mature than her, and a year older too, she already has more elegance!”
Gradually, the discussion about their appearances turned into an argument.
“Want to fight? I think you need a good shock.”
“Fine, after the ceremony, see you in the arena!”
Some even challenged each other on the spot.
“Is Miss Cecilia looking at me? And she even smiled at me?”
Some students in the back rows noticed Ceciliaia’s gaze and felt flattered for a moment.
However—
Ceciliaia had not looked at that student even once from beginning to end.
Her gaze had been fixed on Lu Mo.
‘Miss Lu Mo, still as beautiful as before…’
‘That face is simply flawless.’
‘If only that obstructive person weren’t sitting beside her.’
Ceciliaia thought to herself.
“Alright, I hope that over the next year, everyone at Cangyu Academy and the exchange students from the Holy Sanctuary can get along well and achieve great things…”
After the Bishop finished his final address, he walked down from the center of the square.
The exchange students from the Holy Sanctuary also withdrew.
However, Ceciliaia did not leave with them.
Instead, she walked straight to the last row and, under everyone’s watchful eyes, sat down on Lu Mo’s other side.
“Saintess?”
Lu Mo said in surprise.
“I just think the front is too noisy, and I’m not familiar with those people.”
Ceciliaia tilted her head and said with a smile:
“So I thought, why not sit next to someone I know.”
“You don’t mind, do you, Miss Lu Mo?”
“Of course… not.” Lu Mo replied.
Although she felt something was a bit off.
But the reason seemed to make sense.
“By the way, let me check your hand again.”
Saying so, Ceciliaia grabbed Lu Mo’s other hand and looked at it carefully.
“Hmm, it looks completely healed.”
Lu Mo’s mouth twitched slightly.
‘She had been injured on her other hand, hadn’t she?’
‘Could this saintess… be a bit airheaded?’
“What’s going on?”
“Even the Saintess too…”
Everyone stared at Lu Mo, who was sandwiched between Elia and Ceciliaia, utterly stunned.
That person had clearly gotten in through connections, a talentless waste…
Nothing good other than being good-looking.
But why…
Why were both Miss Elia and Miss Cecilia so close to her?
After Ceciliaia grabbed Lu Mo’s hand, she never let go.
She seemed to enjoy holding it, and then gently pulled Lu Mo closer to herself.
Just as Lu Mo’s body leaned a little toward Ceciliaia—
Elia quietly tightened her grip on Lu Mo’s other arm and pulled her back.
Lu Mo suddenly felt as if she were being pulled back and forth by two people.
She smiled helplessly.
Meanwhile, the academy leaders, unaware of the real situation, watched the scene with complicated expressions.
The Bishop did not turn around, as if he dared not look behind him.
“What are they doing?”
“Is that girl sitting in the last row their friend?”
“They look like they have a good relationship.”
One leader sighed: “What a close friendship.”
Another frowned: “Close? I feel like they’re competing for something.”
“Should we intervene?”
“If the Bishop isn’t interfering, why should we?” someone waved dismissively. “Just kids messing around.”
“It’s not like it’ll escalate into some great war of domains.”
“True.”
Thus, everyone stopped paying attention.
Perhaps this was just youth.
In the distance, Koman watched the scene, feeling his scalp tingle and a strong unease rise in his heart.
He was too shocked to speak.
‘Lu Mo… how did she manage this?’
‘First the Saintess, and now Elia.’
‘One was a top figure of the Holy Sanctuary, the other a rising genius of the academy.’
‘And they both surrounded Lu Mo.’
“This person… could she be a succubus?”
Koman murmured.
“Does she want to use these two to go against the Thrassyll family and the Night Ripple Empire?”
Lu Mo might be a waste.
But Elia was not.
The Holy Sanctuary… even less so.
“How terrifying… All these years of enduring humiliation, was it all for today?”
“She’s already started setting things up as soon as she entered the academy…”
“If she really gets the help of the Holy Sanctuary, and then has the grown Elia act for her, the consequences would be unimaginable.”
The more Koman thought, the more alarmed he became.
“This… is the real you, Lu Mo?”
He quietly stepped back, afraid of being noticed by her.
Only after he left the square and could no longer see Lu Mo did he breathe a sigh of relief.
“No, I must report this to the family.”
He murmured as he took out a communication stone from his spatial ring and quickly left.
He had to stop Lu Mo.
Even if he couldn’t do it himself, the Thrassyll family surely could.
Time passed quickly.
With the dean’s final address, the entrance ceremony officially ended.
The crowd on the square gradually dispersed.
After a while, Elia and Ceciliaia reluctantly let go of Lu Mo’s hands and said goodbye to her.
“See you next time, Miss Lu Mo.”
“I’ll come find you to play again.”
“Mm… goodbye.”
Lu Mo waved at the two and turned to leave.
She had rested enough.
Next, she needed to think about how to control the Demon King’s power within her.
And… the issue of cutting the “threads” behind Ceciliaia.
“Cecilia, huh…”
After leaving the square a short distance, Elia muttered to herself.
She didn’t know where Ceciliaia had come from.
But one thing was clear—
This person seemed to want to take away her Lu Mo-sama.
“From the Holy Sanctuary, and the Bishop seems somewhat wary of her… Is she a descendant of the upper echelons?”
“Looks like I need to have someone investigate her background.”
She was not afraid of the Holy Sanctuary.
Her bloodline and strength were powerful enough.
Now that she had found Lu Mo, she would never let go easily.
Meanwhile, Ceciliaia was also on her way back.
“What a troublesome person.”
“Elia…”
She frowned slightly.
“Why does she always appear beside Miss Lu Mo?”
She had finally found Lu Mo.
She had to find a way to eliminate this obstructive person.
Halfway, she encountered the Bishop and his group again.
Upon seeing her, the Bishop immediately stopped and bowed slightly.
Ceciliaia simply nodded, and they quickly left.
Not far away, an old woman was standing there, looking at her with a complicated expression.
Ceciliaia’s expression instantly turned cold.
She ignored her and walked straight past.
Just as they were about to pass each other, the old woman spoke:
“Your Holiness, are you certain you want to do this?”
“Yes.” Ceciliaia replied without hesitation.
The old woman gave a bitter smile.
She knew that once Ceciliaia made a decision, she would never change it.
Originally, she had wanted to persuade her to return to the Holy Sanctuary.
Although the Demon Emperor’s Eye had not appeared for a long time, the demons were still stirring.
The Holy Sanctuary needed her.
But some thoughts changed in an instant.
Not just because of Ceciliaia’s assertiveness.
But also because she had seen Lu Mo in a corner of the academy.
“I understand,” the old woman said softly. “Then farewell, Lady Ceciliaia.”
“I hope… in the end, your wishes come true.”
Ceciliaia was slightly stunned.
She hadn’t expected the other to say such a thing.
Her expression softened a little.
“I appreciate the sentiment.”
She replied softly.
“Farewell… Miss Rumina.”