Alvin then turned to the other side, looking at the all too familiar face of the young woman. "Oh! Look if it isn't Milia! Long ti no see, uh? How have you bee-"
*Peng!*
Quite a lot of people were still looking at Alvin due to his results, so they also saw when Milia kicked a certain very, very, very delicate part in Alvin's body. All the n couldn't help but show contorted faces as if they were the ones who had been hit at that mont.
As for the won, they closed their eyes... or just pretended to. How could they not feel interested in that?
"What is happening there?!" Imdiately, one of the workers of the Ventis Sect responsible for keeping the order ca out. "Young girl, do you know where you are? What's the aning of-"
"It... It's fine..." Alvin extended his hand forward, trying to calm the guy. "It was just a misunderstanding, and it was my fault. Ther... ouch... there is no need for sir to bother with ."
The man narrowed his eyes, but since Alvin, who is the victim, insisted he was fine, he could only let it slide. "Fine. However, if I see that again, you two will be disqualified. I don't give a shit about how good your results were. In the Ventis Sect, geniuses are nothing but ordinary."
Milia still had a dark expression as she grabbed Alvin's collar and pulled him close. "So, how co you suddenly disappeared without saying anything? Do you think this is how a Floating Blades Faction mber should act? We were supposed to look after each other."
Alvin was still in pain, but he felt ashad nonetheless. "Sorry... It's just that I talked to Linfel, and he decided he wanted to leave. I simply thought there was no need to have you following around. After all, you have your own life."
"I know you two are happy to see each other," Linfel suddenly appeared out of thin air. "However, do you truly want to have this conversation here?"
Only then did Milia notice that she was the center of attention. She might be cold, but she wasn't made of stone. She quickly let Alvin go and walked away, trying to avoid all the eyes.
The won around looked at Alvin with disgust. In their eyes, it has to be Alvin's fault.
Alvin bitterly smiled, knowing that it was true, but not for the reason the others were thinking. He then shifted his attention to Linfel, and his anger ca up. "Where the hell did you go? Couldn't you have warned ?"
"Hum?" Linfel was confused, though. "I did notice Milia, so I left for a mont to check her results. Why? Did she say sothing?"
Alvin was helpless. "Whatever, let's go after Milia. Wait, her results? Right! Why is Milia here?"
Linfel then took out his MCOM and showed it to Alvin. "Here, look."
-2876th | Milia Frondor: 596 Points - Level Three Magus.-
-3125th | Nori: 512 Points - Level Three Familiar.-
Only then did Alvin's eyes move in Milia's direction, who was walking away with Nori. The Brown Color of Nori's Ethereal body proved it. They reached Level Three. "She wasn't one of the top geniuses of our academy for nothing. Also, she is ranked so high..."
Alvin wasn't lying. 2876th might look low, but there were hundreds of thousands of young Maguses and Familiars taking the test for the Ventis Sect around the planet. More than half of the participants had already taken the first test. The fact she was all the way up to 2876th position put her well within the top 5%, let alone the top 30% rule. The sa goes for Nori.
It's just that Alvin and Linfel's results were so ridiculous that they robbed the spotlight of soone like Milia.
Alvin quickly recovered and ran after the girl. As for the crowd, none of them wanted to get involved in a couple's fight. If anything, it was good those two were fighting since it would increase their own chances during the next tests.
Finally, Milia arrived at a slightly less crowded corner where no one had witnessed what she had just done. "Nori, why didn't you stop ? I acted like that in front of so many people..."
Nori seed in a very good mood, though. He never liked Alvin to start with. "You did nothing wrong! That man is a piece of shit. He is not worth your attention."
"Ahem..." Alvin finally caught up. "M-Milia..."
Milia's expression turned cold again before she turned her face in Alvin's direction. "What? There is no need to pay attention to or our friends of the Floating Blades Faction. Why bother, right? I overreacted earlier, so just pretend I don't exist like you did before."
Linfel nodded, relieved. "Phew... and here I thought you were angry. Since you are okay, we will take our leave."
Alvin and Milia looked at Linfel with weird expressions. The wisp truly couldn't read the mood at all.
"Ahem..." Alvin quickly intervened. "Forget the floating core of nonsense. You helped so much all the way, so how could I continue to bother you? You never bothered , not even once. It was just not right to continue to depend on you. So, when Linfel said he wanted to leave, I thought it was the right opportunity to spread my wings and especially to leave you to care for your own life.
Linfel got os the Clondure Identities, so there was no need to worry about your Frondor Family anymore, either."
Milia narrowed her eyes. "So you thought you were bothering ? That's how you saw all this ti?"
"Was... was that wrong?" Alvin was taken aback. He still had his complex of inferiority. After all, he hasn't been this 'impressive' for very long.
Milia sighed in response. "You were never a bother. I liked our ti-" She imdiately stopped her words as her face went completely red. "Ahem... I an, you shouldn't have worried about such nonsense. If you were a problem, I would have told you so."
Alvin's eyes lit up. "Really?"
"R-Really..." Milia nodded while looking away. She still found it hard to control her emotions, so she quickly changed the topic. "Anyway, how co you are here?"
"That's what puzzled ," Alvin quickly spoke. "Why are you here as well?"
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