"Luis Weiss was restrained by soone who accompanying her. I heard that person was very powerful," Grace wished she could bite into Amalia.
"Powerful?" Alex’s face darkened.
"Could it be it was soone sent by Martin Carnales to protect her?"
Just yesterday, Arthur had discovered that Martin Carnales was the backer behind Amalia, which is Mikel Sabate’s uncle.
So, they were advised not to take action against Amalia for the ti being, but it seed they were a bit late; they had already made their move.
However, the siblings didn’t regret their decision.
"It’s highly possible," Grace said with hatred in her voice.
Alex’s expression changed, and then suddenly brightened, "I’ve got an idea. We don’t have to get involved; let soone else deal with Amalia."
Grace urgently asked, "What’s the plan?"
"Javier Weiss. Amalia made him suffer. He must hate Amalia to the bone. You should provoke him again to against Amalia in the future, even instigate him to confront Amalia," Alex’s eyes glead with malice.
"No problem with that, but brother, what about the main family’s side?" she was adept at handling such matters, and Grace was thinking about her father’s instructions.
Alex grinned triumphantly, "Father has already submitted the list of candidates. It will be confird soon. Regardless of whether Amalia lives or dies, I won’t need to intervene anymore."
"That’s good," Grace was eager to whisper in Javier Weiss’s ear.
The siblings were smug, and believing their plot to obstruct Amalia’s transfer had succeeded, unaware that Amalia had taken an indirect route and already entered the Artifact Refining College.
By the ti they found out, it was too late.
Not many people knew that Amalia had chosen the Artifact Refining College; and the school didn’t explicitly publicize such decisions.
After completing the procedures, Amalia proceeded to report to the Weaponry Departent.
As the largest major at the school, the Weaponry Departent boasted the best teaching staff and resources.
Here, one could purchase desired items at prices lower than outside if they had the money.
As Amalia walked towards the Weaponry Departent, nearly every student he encountered carried an artifact. The air was thick with martial prowess.
While observing her surroundings, the male students passing by couldn’t help but turn their heads to look at her.
"Hey, is this beautiful girl from our Weaponry Departent? How co I’ve never seen her before!"
"Looking like this, if she were from the Weaponry Departent, she’d definitely have been talked about. Is she new?"
"It’s unlikely. We’re already in the second sester."
"But rember that Amalia? She arrived almost at the end of the first sester."
"That’s true. Forget about her, I’m so curious about which college this beautiful girl is from."
"Knowing it won’t change anything. Do you dare to approach her?"
"So what? can’t I just take a few more glances?"
"..."
The boys playfully walked away, unaware that the beautiful girl they were talking about was Amalia.
But it’s not surprising.
The original body spent nearly a year at the Rodriguez household. Her original lively and cheerful deanor was almost eroded by Alex and his sister, and turning her into a timid and withdrawn person.
Later, upon starting at Heavenly Path University, she still being isolated and ostracized by those people around her made her gradually avoid eye contact and diminish her presence.
She beca soone who didn’t speak up, and no one even noticed her.
Despite diluting her own presence, Amalia’s remarkable and beautiful face still attracted a lot of attention.
When so boys noticed this beautiful girl walking in the direction of the Weaponry Departent, they got excited and couldn’t resist striking up a conversation.
"Hey Beauty, which class at the Weaponry Departent are you in? I’m Sebastian Caceres from Class 1. I don’t think I’ve seen you before. Are you a new student?" A confident and handso boy confidently approached Amalia.
The na Sebastian Caceres made Amalia stop in her tracks, and turning around to face her.
Under her deep gaze and her beautiful face, Sebastian Caceres’s heart pounded.
"Can’t you watch where you’re going? You dirtied my clothes. Can you compensate for that?" he said.
"Heavenly Path University is really recruits all sorts of people, even those who can’t walk properly. Do you need a crutch to lean on? Such a person still belongs to the Weaponry Departent, it’s truly bringing disgrace to our institution," he continued.
"This outfit I’m wearing is brand new, worth fifty thousand spirit realm coins. It’s ruined now. Fifty thousand spirit realm coins, not a penny less," the handso boy asserted aggressively.
The handso boy in the original body’s mories were very aggresive.
While Amalia didn’t deliberately dwell on many mories from the original body, whenever a familiar na popped up, the mories related to that person would automatically surfaced in her mind.
In her mories, the boy was Sebastian Caceres. While publicly embarrassing the original body, he automatically disregarded the fact that it wasn’t the original body’s intention to bump into him; it was soone else who pushed the original body.
Sebastian Caceres’s family background was not inferior to the person who pushed the original body.
He was also the popular guy of Class 1, with many admirers who pursue him. He is arrogant and looking down on the original body who used connection to be admited to Heavenly Path University, and he openly berated her.
The original body felt it was her fault so she ended up paying 50,000 spirit realm coins, her hard-earned savings from part-ti jobs, as compensation.
This forced her to eat plain stead buns for a month.
"The road’s wide enough, stay away from , you’ll dirty ," Amalia said, she then withdrawing from his thoughts and walking away.
Sebastian Caceres’s smile froze on his face. His blush on his face faded quickly, and his expression gradually beco distorted. What did this woman an, does she an he was dirty?
He couldn’t recall saying similar things in the past; the original body was insignificant person to him, and he had long been forgotten about her.
"Haha, this is so hilarious!" laughter erupted, and echoing through the corridor like firecrackers.
Enraged, Sebastian Caceres glared at the person who mocking him, and only to find it was his arch-enemy, "Xylia Lazaro!"
Xylia Lazaro turned around, and mimicking Amalia’s tone, coldly saying to him, "The road’s wide enough, stay away from , you’ll dirty !"
"Xylia Lazaro, are you trying to die?" Sebastian Caceres’s eyes widened with fury.
"Heh," Xylia Lazaro crossed his arms, "Who’s wishing for death here? Sticking up to soone with a cold attitude, how does it feel? Sebastian Caceres, you’re getting what you deserve today. What’s the use of being handso? People still look down on you. When she said you were dirty, she wasn’t talking about your clothes."
"It’s not your clothes that are dirty, but your body."
Sebastian Caceres who understood his implication, got infuriated, and forgot about Amalia instantly. He then engaging in a heated argunt with Xylia Lazaro.
"Xylia Lazaro, don’t think others can’t see it. You’re just jealous that I look better than you. The person you like doesn’t like you but she likes . That’s a fact. What are you pretending for?" Sebastian Caceres retaliated.
Xylia Lazaro’s face turned cold, "Soone of your level doesn’t interest anymore. Only you would think about it all day long. Scoundrels and b*tches are a perfect match. You fit together well."
When it ca to hurling insults, Sebastian Caceres couldn’t keep up with Xylia Lazaro and soon found his eyes reddening from the verbal attack.
The female classmates nearby couldn’t bear to watch. The class popular guy always evoked sympathy, especially when he was being wronged.
Two female students intended to stand up for Sebastian Caceres, but without exception, they were all retorted by Xylia Lazaro and left feeling defeated.
"Sebastian, are you okay?" A female classmate approached Sebastian Caceres, and looking concerned.
"Useless," those five words swirled on the tip of Sebastian Caceres’s tongue, but she swallowed them back.
He shook his head gently, and his eyes filled with grateful tears, "I’m fine, thank you."
The female student suddenly felt a mix of pity and indignation, "Xylia is getting more and more out of line."
Sebastian Caceres smiled bitterly but sneered in his heart.
No matter which class that woman was from, this matter wouldn’t just end here.
As for that bastard Xylia, just wait! Sooner or later, he would settle the score!
While the conflict between the two man was brewing, Amalia, who triggered it, was currently searching for his class.
The weaponry departent had a large student population divided into a total of nine classes.
Amalia made a mistake and she had to walk from Class 1 to Class 9.
Yes, the original body was in Class 9, the worst one.
Classes in the weaponry departent were based on two main criteria: strength and academic scores.
The higher the comprehensive score, the better the class.
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