After the conversation on the rooftop that day, a few days passed before the heir ntioned by Qi appeared at the academy.
Unlike a typical encounter, Su Li was seriously telling Egbert at the academy entrance: “You really don’t need to watch 24 hours a day. Go do sothing you want to do.”
“I don’t think I’m watching you 24 hours a day, and I’m doing exactly what I want to do,” Egbert responded quickly.
In Su Li’s view, it was the kind of reply that didn’t even require a mont’s thought.
Su Li looked at him with a headache, seeing his respectful actions with a hint of devotion, truly not wanting to make any demands of Egbert.
Soone like Egbert was actually quite easy to handle, Su Li knew he shouldn’t use the word “handle”, but that was the truth.
If Su Li said he wanted Egbert to do sothing, or requested sothing in his na, Egbert would act imdiately.
And then voluntarily leave Su Li’s side.
The problem was that Su Li didn’t have anything special for him to do, which resulted in Su Li, who didn’t want to waste his ti, constantly having Egbert waste ti around him.
Su Li tried to reason with him. “Individuals should focus on personal inner cultivation, putting attention on themselves, in order to take firm steps on the path of better developnt.”
“You’re not wrong, but I believe that referencing your thoughts and actions is far superior to being alone,” Egbert drew a charming smile.
Most of the ti, the forr Son of Light was attractive – not with an especially striking handsoness, but a clean attractiveness that matched the word “light”.
But he always broke this special filter bestowed by heaven.
For instance, at this mont, Su Li saw him speaking seriously, “People perhaps shouldn’t obsess over finding shortcuts, constantly researching them, but when facing the correct shortcut, they can completely choose to step into it.”
“And for , as long as you exist here, whether breathing or speaking, you are the greatest shortcut for my inner and outer cultivation.”
Egbert said this without feeling any sha, yet it montarily drove Su Li’s sense of sha to negative value.
“Because for , you are the source of motivation to which I can dedicate everything.”
Su Li truly didn’t know what to say now.
Since crossing over to this world, Su Li always felt he could find an appropriate response to any situation in the first mont, but uniquely when facing Egbert…
It wasn’t exactly speechlessness, just that Egbert always managed to make Su Li’s brain go blank in an instant.
Even after so ti, when the blank brain was reoccupied by consciousness and organized an appropriate response, Su Li would be thoroughly blanked out by Egbert again…
And so the cycle continued.
But did you think Su Li would give up so easily?
Absolutely not.
This was the most basic human rights respect for another person, from soone who had enjoyed modern quality education before crossing over, and was not describing soone with objectifying vocabulary.
A loyal dog could be a personality trait, like a cultivated dog’s loyalty, but its rights absolutely could not be ignored like that of an animal.
Su Li had always been expressing this point to Egbert.
However, when this guy was watching Su Li walk toward the academy gate, preparing to climb the wall to enter the school and continue crouching in the tree, he revealed a smile that wasn’t brilliant but still clearly showed his mood.
Then he said, “But before you, I’d rather be completely objectified into a non-human thing.”
His tone was so sincere, his expression so genuine, it made one’s scalp tingle.
At tis like these, Su Li admired that he could still maintain a final bit of calmness, and with a barely perceptible hint of grievance, questioned Cyril, “Won’t you say sothing?”
At tis like these, Cyril completely embodied the qualities an adult should have.
That is – for things that are inevitably unavoidable, besides lying flat and accepting, there’s no other choice.
Cyril spoke in an aged tone. “To quote your own words, you said long ago ‘I should get used to darkness’, which is quite suitable to use in the current situation.”
Su Li felt people truly shouldn’t talk too much.
Being silent and reserved was a good quality, silence was gold – an irrefutable truth of the human world.
But Su Li still had to ask a soul-searching question before completely shutting up. “So you’re just accepting this?”
“After all, Brother Eg’s perverted obsession isn’t directed at ,” Cyril candidly said the words that struck ten arrows into Su Li’s heart.
Ten arrows, all hitting the bullseye.
Su Li’s brain went blank, his consciousness drifting.
When Su Li entered the academy gate, he discovered the academy situation was far noisier than its usual tranquility.
It was quite lively.
Due to the large number of people and continuous discussions, voices erged from various angles, and for a mont, Su Li couldn’t even hear the topic of their conversation.
Until the gray-haired one, who had long ago exchanged positions with Qi to beco his deskmate, spotted Su Li’s figure, his eyes brightening as he approached to provide information.
“People from the capital’s Inner City.”
Amikbi nation was called the capital’s Inner City.
The little gray-hair continued. “Supposedly the next heir of Amikbi, soone with a great identity who will inherit the king’s position.”
Although he spoke this way, the essence of the little gray-hair’s tone was exactly like the school cafeteria suddenly changing its head chef – completely a look of watching a spectacle and finding it interesting.
Sadina City, controlled 95% by the rcenary Alliance, possessed a freedom that people from a national perspective would find hard to imagine.
Su Li knew that the local residents of this city had a subli love for the city that outsiders could never understand.
So much so that Su Li suspected that even if the king himself ca, in the little gray-hair’s view, it would probably be equivalent to the cafeteria changing its chef while the chef also learned to make a Stargazy Pie from Egbert.
Well… this comparison might not be quite appropriate.
After all, not everyone could be like Su Li, who would dare to eat anything as long as it wouldn’t kill him and was deed within the food category.
But ultimately, it wasn’t a big deal.
The little gray-hair’s words and expression were conveying this ssage.
But Su Li’s heart suddenly sank.
Because Su Li knew the reason for the other’s arrival was to collect Qi’s life.
Who knows what illness the king had, wanting to use his son with inferior talents to asure the character of the next heir.
Su Li felt he shouldn’t so calmly accept that people from another world would so matter-of-factly want to take soone’s life.
And they were all children not yet fifteen years old.
Theoretically, Su Li should now invoke the minor protection law, but Su Li, who had no clear legal awareness, was essentially a person constrained by morality, not soone who established moral boundaries through law.
So Su Li could only keep scanning the crowd, trying to find Qi’s figure.
This heir had co too quickly.
Su Li was worried that Qi might already be on the chopping block, ready to be cut by the chef holding the knife at any mont.
Whether good or bad, Su Li didn’t find his figure, and even after arriving in the classroom with Cyril, he still hadn’t discovered him.
Hai Ya, the teacher with a head of golden curls, entered the classroom and announced a new piece of information.
“Willard from Inner City will join this class.” Hai Ya didn’t say anything about hoping everyone would welco him.
Su Li clearly saw that this usually sowhat irritable teacher was not very welcoming to this troubleso character entering his class.
Moreover, this class was different from other places striving upward – it was simply a special class where anyone could attend by paying enough gold coins.
No matter Willard’s talents, he shouldn’t have appeared here.
But he had appeared.
Others might not know Qi’s identity, but Su Li thought that Hai Ya, as the teacher, must have so vague sense of his identity, even if not knowing the specifics.
An exiled prince and a country’s heir appearing together in Sadina City, a place with no “special characteristics”…
At this mont, both Su Li and the golden-curled teacher had the sa thought in their hearts.
–Troubleso, utterly troubleso.
Before the formal lecture began, Willard hid in the position behind Su Li.
One shouldn’t produce excessive self-consciousness, but just as Su Li could genuinely feel Egbert’s overly heated gaze, now Su Li could also feel Willard’s inappropriate attention toward him.
When Su Li said “inappropriate”, he ant that talented individuals generally wouldn’t be interested in irrelevant roadside weeds.
But the current situation was that Willard was staring at Su Li, completely ignoring Hai Ya’s back-and-forth explanation of elental knowledge on the platform, and even ignoring Cyril, who, in terms of ability, was very unreasonable to be in this pay-to-enter class.
After all, Cyril had always sat in the back row by the window.
Before crossing over, back row by the window, the king’s holand – Su Li knew such sayings.
So, what was the necessity of paying attention to him, a passerby who should not participate in any events?
Su Li’s heart, which had already sunk due to the potential danger to Qi, sank even further.
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Su Li always felt he might have a bit of a crow’s mouth attribute.
For instance, during class, Su Li was thinking that Qi likely hadn’t appeared at school and was probably hiding, and the best way to lure him out would be to directly ss with the people who had been with him…
Threatening thods, though dirty, were still sowhat effective.
But as a passerby, Su Li didn’t want to be ssed with.
After all, Su Li, who had crossed to this world for less than a year, had already experienced two kidnapping incidents.
Although the main targets weren’t entirely Su Li, he didn’t consider kidnapping sothing suitable to appear in daily life.
Living an ordinary life with a yearning for the extraordinary had always been Su Li’s life goal.
And thus, Su Li did not want to experience a third kidnapping.
After the afternoon classes, the day noticeably darkened much faster than usual.
The winter days had arrived, and the clothing of Sadina City’s residents now included so winter-specific items.
Even Su Li himself had added so white fur collars to his clothes, which looked good and kept him warm, with many benefits..cough..no.
Su Li ant to say: “I don’t want my clean clothes to beco dirty.”
While others typically used elental washing machines to clean their clothes, Mark, who was sowhat of a hidden maternal figure compared to Lan Zhe’s more obvious nature, still believed hand washing was the best thod.
Su Li found Willard’s arrogant expression particularly unpleasant.
Willard was a very wild boy, or more directly, a classic noble character who was proud of his identity to the point of arrogance.
However, Su Li thought that if he were in Willard’s position, raised in this dog-like world’s social rules, he might also choose to kidnap soone in his position.
But unlike Willard’s direct approach of bringing soldiers and taking action, Su Li would probably choose to elaborate on his difficulties, perhaps play the victim.
Just, it’s just that…
Su Li is not in that position, nor does he want to think from soone else’s perspective about how to live life. Even if he’s not upright, he shouldn’t be on the path to becoming a villain.
“Capture him,” Willard completely ignored Su Li’s previous words.
Behind him was a large group of soldiers holding tal-tipped long-handled spears, their armor incredibly heavy. Even through the holes in their helts, one could see their extrely tenacious and determined gazes.
Su Li suddenly began to question why Jisuo Town, which was part of the autonomous region like Sadina City, didn’t receive help from these soldiers…
But the current situation was…
Su Li looked down at those who had pointed their spear tips at his face.
Facing potentially life-threatening danger, while simultaneously using verbal sarcasm, Su Li said, “Are you dogs who just do whatever soone tells you?”
“Let clarify, I have no opinion about dogs. Having both cats and dogs has always been a dream, but unfortunately, real-life kitties prefer being the only one.”
Su Li spoke words that these people found completely incomprehensible.
Willard stood even more arrogantly in front of Su Li, revealing a provocative smile.
Su Li now realized he was sowhat short, at least half a head shorter than Qi.
“Stalling for ti? How pathetic.”
“Not surprising, hanging out with a waste all day.”
Willard extended his hand, attempting to slap Su Li’s face. His eyes were filled with difficult-to-discern details, but it wasn’t hard to detect the malice within.
Su Li involuntarily stepped back, allowing the spear tip to move from near his body to directly against his back.
Cyril’s pupils contracted simultaneously, and the person in the tree beca restless, causing leaves to fall from the tree.
But Egbert and Cyril had not yet taken action.
This was because Su Li had given them a gesture to not act hastily the mont he saw Willard.
Su Li wasn’t interested in reasoning with Willard.
He was simply watching the white breath drift from his mouth, using language as a blade to strike into Willard’s chest.
“You, who need to kidnap a waste to threaten another waste, seem even less than a waste.”
This world’s characteristic of valuing only talent was extrely obvious.
The people in the small building, except for Su Li, might not possess this strange awareness, which would make Su Li happy, but he wouldn’t completely define the majority’s cognition based on a minority’s perspective.
So, Su Li directly poked at Willard’s most sensitive spot.
“Moreover, isn’t your current identity also sothing given to you by the waste you speak of?”
Su Li tilted his head. Even though he could vaguely feel the cold weapon behind his back and couldn’t help but shiver, he perfectly maintained clear pronunciation and a stable voice while speaking.
Willard beca furious, his eyes bulging as he roared. “Shut up!”
“Sorry,” Su Li said with apparent remorse, offering a “sincere” apology. “As a useless waste with no real ability, I can only use this mouth of mine.”
So Su Li completely ignored his demand to be silent. If he were to actually be silent, now that would be truly inconceivable.
Su Li smiled, a laugh without any emotional aning.
“Occupying Qi’s charity, following others’ orders, envious of his bloodline, yet despising his talent. Hmm… let think about how that saying goes…”
Su Li made an expression that even a serious actor wouldn’t bear to look at, and said with an exclamatory tone, “You truly have a bit of a codic talent.”
Willard was enraged, and thinking that physical actions could make Su Li submit to the imagined scenario, he angrily drew the golden sword hanging at his waist and placed it against Su Li’s neck.
“You think that without using you as bait, I can’t find him? Even if I kill you, I’ll still achieve my goal,” Willard said with full malice.
Compared to the soldiers’ long spears directly pointing at Su Li’s back, Willard’s action of putting the long sword to Su Li’s neck completely ignited Cyril, whose scales were faintly visible on his cheeks, and Egbert, who was in the tree and genuinely felt how despicable a hostage situation could be.
The forr instantly swept away the long spears surrounding Su Li with wind elents, while the latter moved almost telepathically fast, directly grabbing the sword at Su Li’s neck.
It was probably an expensive alchemy weapon – Su Li thought this, and then watched coldly as the golden sword fell to the ground, shattering into several pieces.
How vicious can an adult be?
Perhaps it was Su Li’s ability to tell Willard without hesitation, “You’re like soone roasting durian with a bonfire made from rat corpses in the sewer.”
Su Li calmly looked at Willard, whose eyes were wide with disbelief, having never imagined this scene would happen, and spoke in a low voice, “Simply…disgusting.”
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