Chapter 53: What is This Person Here For?
Translator: 549690339
The handso boy paused and then looked back.
He saw Vincent Wolf slowly walking towards him.
“Vincent…” The handso boy looked as if he had just swallowed a fly.
He imdiately turned around and left, completely ignoring Mary Hale, whom he was just flirting with.
“Hey, why are you leaving?” Mary, clearly surprised by the boy’s sudden change of attitude, asked.
“If you’re involved with Vincent Wolf, you’re definitely not a normal person. I can’t afford to provoke you. Goodbye. Wait, I an, never see you again.” The handso boy quickened his pace to leave.
“Damn, what’s going on!”
Mary was utterly baffled.
Looking at Vincent, she thought to herself: “Is this handso guy actually not a normal person? According to my years of experience reading novels, it seems that good-looking people usually have sothing strange about them.”
Vincent was looking at the stunning woman in front of him, mainly focusing on her colored glass butterfly.
“It’s so beautiful. Look at those wings, the tail, and the noble and elegant temperant. It’s far superior to my Dragon Town. Why did my father contract with this Pseudo-Dragon instead of this colored glass butterfly!”
The colored glass butterfly was awakened by Vincent’s undisguised gaze. After seeing Vincent, it instinctively felt a familiar aura around him and couldn’t help but lean closer to him.
Vincent was delighted to see the butterfly co closer and boldly reached out to touch it.
“Little Butterfly! How could you betray like this? Where’s your usual pride?” Mary exclaid in surprise, seeing how close her butterfly had gotten to Vincent.
Usually, the colored glass butterfly would only tolerate Mary’s presence and wouldn’t let anyone else co close, let alone touch it.
So why, today, did it beco so close to soone it had just t a few seconds ago? This didn’t make any scientific sense!
Could this guy be so pervert? Did he crumble under the pressure of seeing a beautiful person? But do humans share the sa beauty standards as butterflies?
Mary remained cautious.
“Just as I thought, he’s definitely not a simple person. After all, he’s from that family.”
“May I ask who you are?” Vincent, who had been touching the butterfly for a while, suddenly rembered the person in front of him and asked.
“You finally rembered that I exist.” Mary rolled her eyes.
“I apologize. When I was in the classroom, soone ca in and said soone was waiting for outside the school. Was that you? What do you want from ?” Vincent asked.
When he was in the classroom earlier, he had been bombarded with questions from everyone. Suddenly, soone ca to his rescue, pulling him out of the wolf’s den, and he agreed without hesitation.
However, the main reason was that the person ntioned the existence of a rare colored glass butterfly outside the school.
Vincent had already made up his mind the mont he rembered the significance of this pet beast.
You have a colored glass butterfly? Then you’ll be my Beast Master friend!
After all, every ti the colored glass butterfly appeared at the coordination conference, it was always a favorite to win the championship.
“My na is Mary Hale, and I’m Lucy Clyde’s older sister. But I’m not sure if you rember Lucy.” Mary said.
“Lucy… Oh, you an the slightly quirk… the adorable little girl, right? I rember her now. But what does that have to do with you looking for ?” Vincent asked, puzzled.
“It has nothing to do with it, but my little sister keeps saying she saw an angel, so I wanted to co over and see if it’s true.”
“Just for that…then what do you plan to do after you see it?”
“Of course, it’s to give my little sister an extra angel brother-in-law!” Mary proudly stated, puffing out her chest.
Vincent held his tongue, deciding not to argue with her, considering the colored glass butterfly’s sake. He didn’t know what to say at this point.
“Ahahaha, I’m just joking, wasn’t it funny?”
Seeing Vincent’s expression, Mary quickly changed her tone, pretending it was all a joke.
“Oh, my rice is still cooking at ho. I’d better leave now, or it’ll burn.”
Mary hurriedly called for the reluctant colored glass butterfly, mounted it, and flew away.
Vincent was left with a bunch of question marks in his head.
“What was she even here for?”
He shook his head, thinking both sisters were a couple of weirdos.
anwhile, Mary, who was flying through the sky, took out a strand of hair from the colored glass butterfly’s mouth and laughed uproariously.
“Finally, I got it!”
She patted the head of the colored glass butterfly to show her approval.
“I ca to find Vincent on a whim, but I realized that I had no way of silently obtaining his DNA sample.”
“If I hadn’t seen you co close to him and had a sudden idea to ask you to help get his hair, I might have wasted my trip this ti.” “But Little Butterfly, why did you get so close to a human this ti?” “A pleasant sll? What is it? Are you saying that he’s edible?”
“He does look delicious, but in a different way.”
The afternoon class was an ordinary Beast Taming liberal arts course with nothing special.
When school was over, Vincent picked out another letter from the love letter box.
“Hmm, this ti it’s not bad. Duplication rate 20%, acceptable.”
“What was that last ti? What kind of half-hearted effort was that? They just searched for a love letter online, changed the na, and sent it.”
Vincent logged onto the school forum and entered his own thread. The number of replies on that thread had already reached thousands.
“Is it really that exaggerated?”
Thinking this, he posted a ssage and pinned it to the top.
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In less than two seconds, soone replied with the word “Spicy”.
“Actually, spicy is quite tasty.”
Vincent got up imdiately, wanting to deal with the situation quickly.
“President? Of what club?”
Vincent looked further down and his face darkened instantly. “Mother*fucker, you’re from the Extinguishing Fortune Club!”
“This is outrageous!”
But if he didn’t go, how could he justify breaking the rules he set himself? After all, this was his own rule.
“Forget it, what’s the problem with going like a lamb into a tiger’s den? I have
Sli King Liam, who’s now a High-level Extraordinary, to back up.”
Vincent checked the location of the confession and found it was in an abandoned classroom.
“Why does it still feel a bit dangerous, though…”
“Just go take a look. If there’s no one there, just leave.”
With that, he left the classroom, changed his appearance in the bathroom, and then headed to the old classroom, scouting the area as he went.
“Who knew that receiving confessions could be such a high-risk job?”
Thinking this, he stealthily made his way to the designated old classroom.
Vincent looked around and saw no one lurking. He then quietly cracked the door open.
“Damn it!”
There really was soone inside!
Feeling cornered, Vincent steeled himself, mustered his courage, and pushed the door open, striding in.
“Who dares to seek death! State your na!”
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