Time passed, and six years went by in the blink of an eye.
The four sisters of the Mottfee family had grown up with grace and elegance, each possessing a unique charm, and all without exception had become stunning beauties.
From their delicate facial features to the elegant demeanor in every gesture, they stood out brilliantly among the crowd.
However, heaven is fair; when bestowing a beautiful face, it sometimes also gives a venomous temperament.
And now, the story was truly entering its core main line.
The previous plot foreshadowing and character development were all for this moment.
Because today was the day the four Mottfee sisters enrolled.
[No. 18 Academy City of Anomaly and Magic]
This is an international higher education institution jointly funded and established by multiple countries around the world, specifically recruiting and training special ability users and mages with extraordinary potential.
The “Anomaly and Magic” in the school name refers to ability users and mages.
The academy brings together top-tier faculty and cutting-edge research from around the world, aiming to provide systematic education, professional skill training, and cross-cultural exchange platforms for excellent magic operators to cope with increasingly complex global challenges.
The grading system of the academy city does not follow the conventional academic year system but is entirely based on an individual’s actual ability for evaluation and class assignment.
The hierarchy is divided into Apprentice Level 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, and up to the highest Level 13.
Beyond that, apprentices enter more independent and distinct ability divisions.
This marks their official employment, becoming magic operators who can truly undertake practical work and create value for the world.
The four Mottfee sisters picked up their luggage and boarded the luxury sedan named Obalon, slowly driving away from the Count’s mansion.
Through the car window, they took one last look back at the familiar residence, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
The car drove smoothly along the wide tree-lined avenue and soon reached the city area, carrying them toward their new campus life.
The three villainess sisters sat calmly in the car.
Laige Lingxiang, on the other hand, was restless.
“Lingxiang, don’t be nervous.”
Laige Yulian suddenly reached out and gently stroked the thigh of her fourth sister sitting beside her.
This move came somewhat abruptly, with a casual air, yet seemed to hide a hint of testing.
The moment her fingertips touched the black stockings, the air froze for an instant, and the warmth from her fingertips added a touch of ambiguity to this simple contact.
This made Laige Caicai, sitting across from them, envious—she also wanted to touch the black stockings.
“Sister Yulian, please restrain yourself.”
The fourth sister’s body stiffened slightly, but her emotions quickly calmed.
Full of resignation, she politely moved Yulian’s hand away.
However, her inner heart was still turbulent.
Although this kind of abrupt harassment wasn’t the first time, she could never get used to it.
As for Laige Yulian, her face still wore that nonchalant expression—it was just a natural little move.
Slap!
Laige Fuling also suddenly moved.
She raised her hand and mercilessly slapped Laige Lingxiang’s thigh with a loud slap, also touching the black stockings.
The force was not light, producing a crisp sound.
It caused Laige Lingxiang to hiss and suck in a breath of pain, her brows instantly furrowing.
“Sister Fuling, what have I done to offend you?”
Laige Lingxiang asked, trembling slightly.
“There was a mosquito.”
Laige Fuling replied perfunctorily, then crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the sofa to take a nap.
Laige Lingxiang’s eyes were a mix of anger, with a fire smoldering in her chest.
Her lips moved several times, but in the end, they just pressed into a stiff line, unable to utter a single word.
Among the three Mottfee sisters, Laige Fuling had the most unpredictable temperament, and she really did use physical violence, making her harder to deal with than her two older sisters; even the two older sisters were sometimes afraid of her.
“…”
Today, Laige Caicai was unusually quiet in the car, feeling upset because she couldn’t touch any black stockings.
At the same time, she was in a brainstorming session, watching her two sisters bullying the girl as usual, but she herself hadn’t received any system task, so there was no need to bully the heroine.
‘Did those two receive a task?’
‘Or are they really just villainess daughters? Simply having itchy hands?’
‘If it’s Yulian, that’s understandable—she even molested me before. But Fuling has never been rough with her older sisters; at most, she gives us a sour face.’
‘It’s getting more and more confusing. Laige Caicai couldn’t see clearly anymore.’
The luxurious Obalon sedan smoothly traversed the noisy ordinary city and continued along the winding mountain road into the deep hinterland.
When the car turned the last mountain bend, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a special area hidden quietly within the surrounding mountains, bright with lights.
Its high walls crisscrossed, tall buildings stood in rows, and its prosperity was in no way inferior to the big city we had just left.
That was the No. 18 Academy City of Anomaly and Magic.
Theoretically, it was a military restricted area, not allowing unauthorized personnel to approach.
However, to reduce the ordinary people’s resistance to magic operators, civilians were still allowed to enter for sightseeing.
This was also why it was called an Academy City rather than just an Academy.
The Obalon sedan passed through without obstruction, its streamlined body shimmering with elegant luster under the sun, and the deep engine sound demonstrated its extraordinary power as it smoothly entered the campus.
Such a luxurious car appearing on the campus streets naturally attracted attention, with more and more students gathering on both sides of the road.
They stopped one after another, casting curious and amazed glances, whispering about this rare luxury vehicle.
However, the Obalon sedan drove directly into a restricted area that ordinary ability user apprentices could not access.
That was the dormitory area for mages.
One after another, well-designed detached villas were scattered in an orderly manner.
The entire area was quiet and solemn, filled with a dense magical aura.
Because these buildings not only had elegant exteriors but were also equipped with complete magic workshops and meditation rooms, providing excellent living conditions for the mages residing here.
And the four Mottfee sisters were directly assigned a row of four small villas.
“Young ladies, your luggage has already been moved into the dormitory in advance.”
The butler driver got out of the car and gracefully opened the door for everyone.
“Thank you for your hard work. Please convey our safety to Father and Mother when you return.”
Laige Caicai spoke with great grace and propriety.
As for the three younger sisters, they were already walking toward their respective villas, eager to personally arrange their own magic workshops.
And the so-called magic workshops were small laboratories for mages to conduct magical research, as well as exclusive spaces for storing various precious magical materials and documents.
Their importance was self-evident.