Chapter 1785: The Oriental Exchange Student at the Magic Academy 16

Laisuo naturally understood the Dean's meaning.

The Holy Hall needs light mages, and only the evidence submitted by Dean Ailiana can truly expose Aliya's identity.

Rather than relying solely on his one-sided account, that would not only be disbelieved by the Holy Hall, but even the academy's teachers and students would not easily believe it.

"Don't worry," Dean Ailiana said, seeing he understood, guaranteeing: "Laisuo, you won't be expelled."

Laisuo was surprised; this was exactly what he had been most worried about.

"But Dean, I'm a dark mage."

"Weispa Comprehensive Magic Academy welcomes every young mage."

Dean Ailiana handed him a scroll, saying, "Write a pledge, and you're welcome to continue studying."

A scroll pledging not to use dark magic to harm fellow students.

Laisuo signed the pledge and was led away by Jin Chen.

Before leaving, Jin Chen, who had been silent for a long time, was still not let go.

Dean Ailiana said with a smile: "Mysterious Eastern kid, you've changed a lot; last time I saw you, you cried because you lost your magic."

Jin Chen: "..." Not speaking, he still had to bring this up!

He slammed shut the Dean's office Main Gate.

Jin Chen actually still cries.

Laisuo glanced at him in surprise, and when their eyes met, he blinked, pursed his lips, and curved them.

Jin Chen grabbed his face, saying, "No laughing."

Laisuo softened his brows and eyes, took his hand and rubbed his palm, an indescribable emotion bubbling up in his heart.

"Thank you, Jin Chen."

Since enrolling, Laisuo had imagined many times the scene of his identity being finally exposed, which was not much different from today, but he had never imagined that someone would steadfastly believe in him from start to finish.

Even not being persuaded to withdraw is already good enough.

【Detected Villain Heartthrob Value +5, total 35!】

【Detected Villain Blackening Value -7, total 60!】

Jin Chen's lips held a habitual lazy smile, his fingertip pinching the tender cheek flesh, "How should you thank me?"

Laisuo hesitated, glanced at him, then placed Jin Chen's hand on his own head.

"Like this?"

"That's not enough; think about it next time. Right now, the most important thing is to go rest."

Jin Chen then ruffled his head, stuffed a milk candy into his hand, stepped forward and embraced him, ignoring the strange looks of fellow students along the way, and returned to the Lower Division dormitory as if nothing had happened.

The Dean's magic flying letter arrived shortly.

What no student could have imagined has come to pass: the confirmed dark mage Laisuo was not expelled, but merely had fifty credits deducted!

This punishment is even lighter than feeding snot worm fructose to the gatekeeper flying dragon to give it diarrhea! The evil Laisuo also injured their institute's sole light mage!

Aliya's friends and admirers all expressed dissatisfaction, strongly demanding Laisuo's expulsion, but were suppressed by the teachers of their respective grades, who explained that Laisuo had signed a pledge jointly with the Dean, and that if he dared harm any student on campus, he would be hunted by the Academy Defense Squad.

However, according to rumors from the Trumpet Flower Sprite, those who made the biggest fuss and even threatened to lock Laisuo in the Holy Hall Prison were all simultaneously followed that night by an inexplicable ghost haunting them, and the next morning their foreheads swelled up more than a ball.

Regardless, the surface temporarily calmed down.

Only the Lower Division classmates who shared Laisuo's class remained curious about his identity and eager to test him.

As soon as Laisuo entered the classroom, he noticed many gazes; he was quite used to it, but this time it seemed different from before, not entirely hostile.

He sat beside Jin Chen, his red eyes beneath the hood scanning a few people in the corner with doubt, furrowed his brows, and saw them walking over in small groups, still keeping a distance that wasn't too dangerous.

"Laisuo... are you really a dark mage?"

Laisuo nodded, fell silent, and his hanging hand instinctively grabbed Jin Chen's sleeve.

Jin Chen held his hand, looked up at the three who were actually more nervous than Laisuo, and asked, "Anything?"

"Nothing... just wanted to ask, will Laisuo continue making the potion he promised?"

They mustered their courage to ask, then a second later added, "Um, if it's inconvenient, that's fine too."

Looking at them, it was truly frightening that Laisuo might eat them raw.

Jin Chen chuckled, pinched Laisuo's fingers, and said, "Grand Potion Master, what do you think?"

Laisuo breathed a sigh of relief, intending to leave a good impression on customers, pulled back his hood a little, and gave an awkward smile.

"I've already finished them... I didn't ask because I was afraid you wouldn't want them."

Immediately, Laisuo laid out all the potion bottles from his magic bag on the table, carefully labeling them with their effects and names to avoid mix-ups.

Those few people's eyes instantly lit up as they picked up their own potions; the clear, impurity-free color displayed the standard of high-grade potions.

Thus, Laisuo's first transaction was completed under tension on both sides: the seller feared excessive enthusiasm more than dissatisfaction, and the buyer feared the seller would eat them.

But soon, this news spread throughout the Lower Division and even the other two grades; more and more people plucked up courage to order potions from Laisuo, some even bringing their own ingredients.

What dark mage! Laisuo's high-grade potions cost only a tenth of the shop's price, and they're fast and good!

——

After Aliya woke up, her magic was nearly depleted, and she felt both angry and anxious.

Although she had seized the light magic source from that foolish Holy Son, being unaffiliated with any magic system, she could only use it by constantly replenishing her magic.

But lately, those two despicable people have repeatedly stopped her!

Upon hearing from Delian that Laisuo was still at the academy, Aliya nearly fainted from anger again.

The only somewhat good news was that the academy teachers hadn't believed Laisuo's words; he remained the exalted light mage.

In the classroom, Aliya sat weakly resting, her face pale and fragile; Delian felt heartbroken and grew increasingly dissatisfied with the academy's handling.

Such dissatisfaction naturally turned into a displeased look toward Laisuo.

How could a noble young master have a temperament that makes himself suffer?

Laisuo! Look at how weak Aliya has become; no matter what, you should properly apologize to him!

Laisuo, who was playing an Eastern mysterious mini‑game—Gomoku—with Jin Chen, was startled by a shout from behind.

He stared blankly ahead, noticing that all his classmates' gazes had turned toward the sound; his breath hitched, his social‑anxiety trait flared up, and he pulled his hood over his head, pretending not to hear.

Then the classmates only saw Laisuo glance back, showing no fear of Delian's noble status and paying no heed to covering his head and refusing to communicate.

Brave! No wonder he's a fearless dark mage!

Strangely, the classmates' gazes grew even hotter.

Laisuo fidgeted, glanced toward Jin Chen's side, grabbed his arm and draped it over his own shoulder, automatically seeking the relaxation of familiarity.

Jin Chen laughed helplessly, moved his hand down from Laisuo's shoulder, wrapped his arm around Laisuo's waist and pulled him into an embrace; the shift in posture instantly changed the atmosphere.

The little wooden post in his arms grew even stiffer; he glanced furtively at Jin Chen, then tilted his head to rest on Jin Chen's shoulder, pressed his lips together, took a deep breath, and the corners of his eyes curved.

Ignored by everyone, Delian blinked in surprise, "Are you deaf? I'm talking to you!"

Jin Chen glanced askance lazily, "If you have something to say, just say it; stop barking."