Saint Andros Academy, Seal Practice Grounds.
"Next is free practice time. Everyone please be careful and stay safe. Dismissed."
Seal class—the school distributed free seals for students to familiarize themselves with using seals for attacks.
The school generally issued educational-use seals with very low power, perfect for students to simulate combat scenarios with each other.
But Felyn could never find a practice partner.
Felyn could understand this. Most people weren't actually that bad—they just didn't want to interact with him in this hostile environment to avoid gossip.
He was already used to it.
Taking the five seals he'd just received, he went to a relatively secluded spot and used them all up at once against the air.
Seals were already much weaker than divine arts, and these being educational-use seals, each one released looked like a firework.
Five fireworks quietly flashed and disappeared in this deserted corner.
These educational seals couldn't activate his lucky draw cheat ability, otherwise he would have hidden these seals for his own use.
Felyn sat on the grass, arms wrapped around his knees, watching students chase and play with each other, listening to the sounds of joy carried by the wind.
He had to admit, times like this were quite lonely.
He had no friends. Due to his family's destruction, his former noble friends had also been strictly forbidden by their parents from having too much contact with him.
Though being alone and carefree was fine, he occasionally missed having friends.
"Felyn."
Viloti appeared behind him. She had tied her pink long hair into twin tails and wore a white short-sleeved athletic top.
Her light blue athletic shorts below revealed an enticing section of thigh, with white stockings pulled up to her knees, outlining the fleshy curves of her legs.
Looking at her, Felyn couldn't help but wonder how she managed to look so good in every style.
"Viloti, is there something you need?"
"Are you thirsty?"
She produced a bottle of water from behind her and placed it by Felyn's feet.
Viloti also knelt beside Felyn, bringing with her a young girl's scent.
With the wind's help, Viloti's hair tips fluttered up to caress Felyn's cheeks reluctantly.
The sky was very blue, and the breeze was just right.
The two sat on the grass, watching the distant boys immersed in happiness.
Seeing that Felyn didn't touch the water bottle, Viloti wondered what she should say next.
Previously, when she didn't accept things Felyn gave her, he didn't seem to repeatedly insist she take them.
So she wouldn't mention it either, to avoid making Felyn think she was annoying.
Felyn scooted a bit farther away from Viloti.
"Viloti, did Teacher Sofia say something to you last night?"
"Mm. How did you know?"
Judging by such a big change in her overnight, someone must have given her advice.
Viloti had no friends and no one to confide in.
So it was most likely Teacher Sofia.
"She didn't say anything strange, did she?"
"No." Viloti shook her head, her hair swaying in a beautiful arc.
Sofia, how dare you act as someone's romance advisor.
Your own love life is a complete mess—don't mislead Viloti!
"Felyn, do you hate me?"
"I don't hate you."
Viloti hugged her legs and rested her head on her knees.
"But it seems like you're avoiding me."
The girl pouted, her gaze focused on the small grass swaying in the wind on the ground.
"I just think we should maintain some distance. After all, this kind of thing easily becomes gossip."
"I don't care."
I care, and most importantly, your father cares too.
But Felyn couldn't say this out loud. The contract stipulated [cannot reveal contract contents to Viloti].
Felyn didn't answer Viloti's question—cold treatment would be best.
If this young lady saw no reaction from him after a few days, she might give up.
The sun was both a blessing and an annoying thing.
The long outdoor activity had covered Viloti's rosy face with a thin layer of sweat, dampening the fine down on her face.
Viloti was somewhat thirsty.
The water she'd brought was already placed by Felyn's feet. How could she take back a gift once given?
"Felyn, please have a sip."
Felyn turned his head to see Viloti looking at him expectantly with those beautiful amber eyes.
He felt like if he didn't drink the water Viloti gave him, he'd immediately ascend to heaven for divine judgment.
"I'm not thirsty right now." Felyn refused.
"But if you don't drink it, I'll have to throw this bottle away."
"Eh, why? If I don't drink it, you could take it back."
"The Silafiel family cannot take back gifts once given."
Was there really such a family rule?
Felyn hesitated. Wasting resources really wasn't good.
But he still didn't want too much contact with Viloti.
"I'll pay you." Viloti pulled out her pink unicorn wallet.
"Eh, I don't know why but I'm suddenly very thirsty."
Felyn wasn't doing it for the money—he just happened to be thirsty.
He took a sip, screwed the cap back on, and placed the bottle back by his feet.
This was really the last time. Damn capitalism!
How was he now like someone who'd fallen into money—his body couldn't help having strange reactions whenever he heard about money.
Sadly, he'd become the capital's slave.
Viloti's gaze fixed on that water bottle, her toes lightly touching together.
"Felyn, do you want more?"
"Not drinking anymore for now."
"Then can I have a sip?"
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Felyn stared wide-eyed at Viloti. What was this young lady trying to do?
Viloti's thinking was simple.
Although gifts once given couldn't be taken back, after Felyn drank some and didn't need the rest, the gift would be equivalent to being used and discarded, so she could also drink some.
"Viloti, this kind of thing isn't really appropriate."
"Thank you."
Viloti reached out and held the water bottle with both hands.
When she used to refuse Felyn, she often said "this isn't really appropriate," but Felyn never listened.
So in his eyes, "this isn't really appropriate" meant "although it's not great, it's not impossible either."
Felyn never expected the boomerang would hit him one day.
She tilted her neck back and drank the water in small sips.
Sweet water flowed down her parched throat. Viloti squinted her eyes and unconsciously swayed her feet left and right.
Felyn's gaze was again uncontrollably drawn to Viloti's feet, which could be called works of art.
Damn, they really were beautiful.
Though the feet wrapped in white stockings didn't reveal real skin, this kind of beauty was completely different. Compared to the direct impact of bare legs, this subtle beauty could make people want to peel them open to see what kind of scenery lay beneath.
Viloti also noticed Felyn's gaze falling on her feet again. Come to think of it, during tutoring last time, he had also stared at her feet.
She didn't understand what was so interesting about her feet.
But since Felyn liked them, there must be his reasons.
She buried her head in her thighs, her cheeks burning, her body also somewhat stiff.
Viloti bit her lip, her eyes also becoming somewhat moist.
"Felyn, do you want to touch my feet?"
(End of Chapter)