Chapter 493 : It's Like Being Back at Saint Andros Academy.

For transportation between the colleges, there was the Elf's Dream Court, which cost money, and also free shuttle buses.

The Royal Academy's grounds were simply too large. If one were to walk, it would likely be past mealtime already.

College of Judgment, Main Building.

Each college had a different teaching method.

The College of Judgment was divided into private mentor lessons and large public classes.

Students of the college had to learn not only divine arts but also the corresponding knowledge of their church.

After getting off the shuttle bus, Felyn arrived at the fourth floor and found that Viloti's class was still in session, so he stood at the door waiting for her.

Felyn's appearance attracted the attention of several young girls. They nudged each other, wanting to go and greet this suddenly appeared young man.

"Excuse me, are you looking for someone?"

Felyn looked at the cute girl who had appeared beside him and smiled at her. "Mhm, I'm waiting for her to have a meal together."

"I wonder who it is? I know people in this class too, I can help you ask." The girl seized the opportunity and spoke quickly. She thought Felyn was here to find a friend to eat with, which was a great chance to ask him to eat together.

"I'm here for Viloti. Do you know her?"

"Eh?! Miss Viloti..."

The girls looked into the classroom. Viloti's fair neck and her very flattering pink long hair made her easy to spot at a glance.

That was the campus belle of the Royal Academy.

Although Viloti had only been enrolled for half a month, she had already topped the campus belle list.

At this moment, class happened to end.

Ulisar, whom Felyn had seen before, walked over to Viloti's side and said something to her with a smile.

Several girls from the Church of the Scorching Sun also gathered around Viloti, chatting with each other like friends.

This greatly shocked Felyn.

Viloti actually has friends now?!

Ulisar was the first to see Felyn standing at the back door. She patted Viloti's shoulder and pointed him out to her.

The moment the expressionless young lady saw Felyn, the cowlick on her head stood straight up.

After saying a few words to Ulisar, she quickly got up and walked towards Felyn, a subtle smile on her face.

In the eyes of everyone, Viloti, this celebrity, came to Felyn's side, making the people around them very envious.

"Felyn, why are you here?"

Today, Viloti had tucked her white shirt into a gray pleated skirt, full of vitality.

The girls around Felyn, seeing this scene, all quietly moved away from him.

Viloti was too dazzling; they felt inferior.

"Are we not eating together today?" Felyn asked.

A trace of panic flashed through her amber eyes. She opened her mouth and looked back at Ulisar and the others.

Her shoulders hunched up, as if she had done something wrong.

Her slender hands held Felyn's arm and shook it gently. "Felyn... I'm sorry, I just promised to eat with Ulisar and the others. I forgot..."

"Eh, so the genius young lady also forgets things." Felyn ruffled Viloti's head, feeling much more relaxed in his heart.

Being with a group of genius young ladies every day was still very tiring.

"Are they your friends?" Felyn said, looking at the girls behind Viloti.

"Mhm."

"Have those people from the Church of Reincarnation been bothering you recently?"

"They have." Viloti nodded. "But every time they come, I tell them I'll blast them away, so they haven't dared to come recently."

"Not bad, not bad. That's how it should be." Felyn leaned close to Viloti's ear, smelling the pleasant orange scent on her.

"Especially Valeria. In the future, just hit her straight in the face. That girl is most afraid of her face having problems..." Felyn shared his experience in dealing with Valeria with Viloti.

It was already very good that Viloti could make friends and know how to say no to slander.

Although Viloti's methods were a bit crude, using violence to counter violence was also an effective method.

"Felyn, will I be bullying Miss Valeria too much like this?" Viloti was still a little worried.

"No, no, that girl is from the Church of Reincarnation. My teacher said they can be resurrected even if they're killed."

"I understand. Next time she provokes me, I'll kill her."

Felyn found these words strange, feeling like he was facing an evil Viloti. "Uh, you don't have to be so determined."

"By the way, I've accepted a mission to go to a village on the empire's border. We'll probably set off in a few days. Are you free, Viloti?"

As expected, Viloti readily agreed.

Everyone who participated in this type of mission would receive credit rewards, which was also very beneficial for Viloti.

"Th-Then Felyn, I'm going to eat with them."

"Mhm, go ahead."

Viloti's shoe touched Felyn's. Her small body leaned forward, a trace of subtle apprehension in her amber eyes. "Felyn, you're not angry that I'm eating with others, are you?"

"How could I be? It's already amazing that you can eat with others."

A cool and soft touch suddenly came from Felyn's cheek.

Viloti stood on her tiptoes, her hands resting gently on Felyn's chest, leaving a sweet kiss on his cheek that carried the unique fragrance of a young girl.

Kissing Felyn in public at the classroom door caused a blush to spread over Viloti's body at an extremely fast speed, her cheeks shy and delicate.

She quickly took two steps back, using her long pink hair to cover her already blushing face, and said in a delicate voice, "Felyn, I'm going now."

"Oh, oh, I know."

Felyn touched his cheek and found that everyone in the classroom was staring at him fiercely.

Here we go again. The same outcome as at Saint Andros Academy, being stared at fiercely by everyone.

After leaving the College of Judgment, Felyn walked towards the cafeteria.

He planned to grab a quick bite and then continue to find his teacher to learn about the use of divine arts.

But just as he went downstairs, he felt the entire building seem to start shaking.

"Is it an earthquake?!"

Countless men and women swarmed down from upstairs, the sound of their feet on the stairs a clattering mess.

They seemed to be shouting a person's name, but Felyn couldn't hear it clearly at all.

A full five minutes passed before the stairs quieted down.

Felyn waited until this moment to walk down the stairs.

"Have you heard? Lady Zervanie is here!"

"Quick, slap me, slap me, let me know this isn't a dream!"

Slap, slap, slap, slap!

"Lady Zervanie! Ahhhhhh!"

Felyn squeezed through the crowd, watching Zervanie's crazy fans and the gradually crazed world.

They kept shouting Zervanie's name, some becoming hypoxic, the air around them thinning considerably.

The disciplinary committee members rushed over immediately, but they were completely unable to stop the chaos.

Felyn curiously glanced towards the center of the crowd and found that familiar figure.

In the sea of people, there was a small open space.

The surrounding fans consciously left a large space for their Zervanie, not daring to be profane.

"Thank you all for your love, thank you."

A sweet voice came from the center of the crowd, but it was quickly drowned out by the even crazier cheers of Zervanie's fans.

Felyn covered his ears and quickly fled the scene.

What's with Zervanie today? To appear here without a mask, is she tired of living?

"Excuse me everyone, please make way. I want to find a friend for lunch now."

Zervanie's words were like a divine oracle.

"Make way, make way! Lady Zervanie is going to eat!"

"Get out of the way, you idiots, don't block Lady Zervanie's path."

The crowd very consciously parted, leaving a straight, wide path for Zervanie.

But on the other side of the path, there was an unsociable person standing in the middle of the road.

"Hey, little bro, come over here quickly, don't block Lady Zervanie's way." Someone beside him tugged on Felyn, wanting to pull him in.

"Eh, wait."

Zervanie's voice floated over, causing everyone around to hold their breath and listen to her speak.

"Felyn, so you're here." Zervanie trotted a couple of steps and came before Felyn.

She was wearing a light purple velvet jacket today, with a pure white lace shirt underneath, and a small silver musical note brooch pinned at the collar.

Her lower body was a knee-length skirt of the same color scheme, paired with black over-the-knee socks.

At this moment, she was the complete version of her stage persona, the super popular songstress of the empire who shone brightly in the eyes of tens of thousands.

"Are you free now? Let's go eat together?"

(End of Chapter)