Chapter 207: Are You Summoning Lancelot?

t protect Lance and continue to be Lance's teacher.As soon as I thought about leaving the academy with Lance later, and spending at least a while with him in this capital city.She felt like she was be...Chapter 208: Are You Summoning Lancelot

Meanwhile, on the other side of the Hekate Academy, in the Artificer's District. (Due to caching reasons, please have users directly browse the website to view the fastest chapter updates.)

The afternoon tranquility was broken by the chatter and laughter of students in the schoolyard. Many students had just finished their classes and walked out from the main building, while some who didn't have afternoon classes were picnicking on the grass or lazily lying under the shade of the trees, enjoying this short respite.

Passing through the garden and lawn beside the old humanities building on the edge of Mo Gong Yuan, not far away, that tower-like glass curtain wall building is the main building of Mo Gong Yuan.

On the fifth floor of the Magic Academy's main building, sunlight slanted into the hallway, bathing the entire corridor in a rich warm glow.

The heavy door to the director's office swung open, and a young girl with light brown hair and green eyes stepped out. A smile graced her face.

How are you

On the fifth-tiered corridor, Prince Enrol asked.

He was still standing beside him, the Countess Sophia, who had always been by his side.

These days, the work of guiding KaLien around campus has all been given to the two of them by Professor Polao.

They are not only outstanding students of the Magic Academy, excelling in both academics and practical skills, but also quite familiar with the Royal City's Card Maker Association branch.

And Professor Bolao always felt that the two of them were quite idle, spending their days together. As a result, there was no progress in a year or two, which really drove him crazy.

"No problem, Professor Bolao said that Dean Lauren will arrange for me to observe the primordial tablets this weekend."

Karen, a second-year gold-level card maker from the Royal Academy of Alora, smiled and said.

This time, her main purpose of coming was to observe the "Primal Slate - Wind".

Although there was the troublemaker Adam, a senior who had some learning difficulties, thankfully Headmaster Lauren of the Wise Man's Institute was a generous person and treated her very well.

Lord Loren's assignment to her wasn't difficult, not even a little. It was the most common kind: she just needed to create a certain number of high-quality magic cards for the clergy of the Goddess of Fate in the capital branch.

After she came to the Ictereus Academy, she finished it in about a week.

Of course, this is also related to Karen's ability. If she were not a capable gold-rank card maker, it would be impossible for her to finish like this with such ease.

"Ahnol senior, Sophia, thank you both for taking care of me these past few days. When I observe "Primal Tablet - Wind," I would like to bring you both along as a thank you."

Karen curtsied slightly to the two, her gratitude clear.

Generally speaking.

Since it is not often that Dean Loren can make time to let people observe the original tablets, if you are interested in observing them, you may also bring along acquaintances you know well.

The study of the Artificer's Slate isn't something that can be done in a short amount of time. Loren needs to arrange his schedule with at least two hours free, and lately, Dean Loren seems particularly busy for some reason. Even this arrangement was quite difficult, as it was made considering that Karen would return to the Alolan Kingdom in a few days, so some planned work had been canceled to make time.

"No, thank you. I appreciate the offer, but I'll try to get a chance to see the stone tablets from Dean Lauren myself in the future."

Sophia replied decisively.

She doesn't need this charity.

Although she admits her card-making talent is not as good as Karen's, she only needs time, reaching the gold level card maker is just a matter of time.

And she has now let go of it.

Since she last met Lance at the Cardsmith's Guild, she thought nothing of monsters.

"So, what about Lord Aenor then…"

Karen lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper.

He's not going either.

Sophia said firmly.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know inviting Princess Eleanor would upset Sophia..."

Karen became increasingly timid, as if realizing she had said something offensive.

"As an ordinary person like me, perhaps I shouldn't have gotten too close to you in the first place…"

"No, Sophia is like that with everyone, she's not targeting you."

Arnold hurriedly apologized. He felt Katherine was about to be driven to tears by Sophia.

And it makes him seem like he and Sophia are using their noble status to bully talented commoner girls from other countries!

"Enoll, you!"

Sophia's eyebrows shot up after hearing that, her fists clenching.

I wish this prince were mute!

"Then, Your Highness Aenor, would you be willing to accompany me to the observatory I'm quite afraid being alone at the Ekrete Academy. The upperclassmen and women who came with me aren't artificers, and in Ekrete Academy, you are the only one I truly trust."

Karen clutched onto Anor's sleeve with a pleading touch.

"This..."

Anor looked back and forth between Kaelen and Sophia, his expression conflicted.

He felt that Sophia's eyes seemed to be warning him not to go.

But if he doesn't go, it would make him appear as a prince who bullies others and looks down on Karen's status.

However, the more Sophia saw Enol's conflicted expression, the angrier she became, until she stomped her foot.

"What are you hesitating about, just go if you want to!"

Sophia, in a fit of rage, closed her eyes and clenched her fist, shouting out angrily.

She's had enough of this these days!

Sophia...

Aenor stared at Sophia, somewhat dumbfounded.

He doesn't understand what's going on at all.

Who knows what the next moment will bring.

"As expected... Sophia seems to dislike me... I should go back to the Alolan Kingdom."

After being yelled at, Karen's tears began to flow freely.

"Karen, that's not right. You must have misunderstood something."

Enoard became even more flustered.

If rumors got out that Sophia was bullying Karen, it would be terrible. He didn't want Sophia to be known as a villainous heiress.

Sophia, why are you targeting Karen...

Arnold looked at Sophia anxiously and asked,

He really doesn't understand why Sophia suddenly got so angry.

Even at the card maker's association, in front of Ranch, she had never acted like this before.

"Me, targeting her You idiot, just go be with her then! I can't stand you!!"

Sophia was already on edge, and hearing Eleanor's words only made her feel more wronged. She couldn't control her emotions anymore, tears welled up in her eyes as she cried out this sentence.

However.

She regretted it the moment she said it.

Sophia opened her eyes and looked at Anore's stunned expression. He seemed to be quite hurt.

It was also at this time that Sophia noticed Karen hiding behind Eleanor, her eyes fixed on Sophia with a hint of pity.

As if mocking Sophia—your prince, within your grasp.

With her charm, even a prince would fall for her easily. There isn't a man in this school she can't get.

Sophia's dark hair, shimmering with violet highlights, was particularly eye-catching in the midday sun. Her eyes, usually so proud, were now filled with tears, her eyelids beginning to flush red.

"I..."

Her voice trembled, her lips quivering slightly. Though she tried to conceal it, the sadness was evident in the expression on her face. She took a deep breath and wiped away a tear from the corner of her eye, but more tears continued to stream down her cheeks.

"Wow wow wow…"

Finally, Sophia burst into tears.

She turned and ran down the hallway, constantly wiping away her tears with her delicate hands, but the tears flowed like broken pearls, dropping one by one onto the floor.

The faculty of the Magic Academy, witnessing this scene, all came to a halt, staring in astonishment as Sophia hurried away. They were clueless about what had transpired.

Sophia ran from the fifth floor all the way down to the first, her footsteps and panting echoing in the empty hallway, mingled with her occasional sobs.

Finally, she didn't even know where she had run to, only that she was far enough from Arnault that he wouldn't see her. She sat powerless on the stone steps, hands tightly covering her face, shoulders shaking with sobs, tears wetting her palms.

Her dark, long hair cascaded down her shoulders, flowing gently. All around was only the bright sunshine, leaves rustling in the wind, and withered petals falling to the ground.

Sophia sat under the old humanities building, crying helplessly.

"My goddess, please tell someone to help me deal with this wicked woman."

Her voice wailed, crying like a weeping willow.

(The End)

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