Chapter 50: Going Up to Get Beaten
“I know the Cardifen family, but who is this Tilitha?”
“Who knows? Is it strange for a few wild Divine Maidens to appear at Coleman?”
“What’s going on this year? The usually selective Coleman Academy has admitted so many wild Divine Maidens, or did I just happen to encounter all the wild Divine Maidens in the academy?”
“Heh…” In the central instructor’s section of the audience, Frander listened to the surrounding discussions with a cold, satisfied smile.
He had advised Tilitha to be sensible and leave Dilin’s team, but who knew this wild girl would be so ungrateful and ignore the conditions he offered.
Learning of this news, Frander was furious. He, a noble-blooded elf and deputy instructor at Coleman Academy, had already given her enormous face by approaching her personally.
Since this wild Divine Maiden didn’t know her place, let cruel reality teach her a lesson.
Frander sat properly in the instructor’s section, chatting with other instructors while occasionally watching the situation on the field, feeling smug inside.
“Priest Estelle, how did you come here too?” some instructor said.
Hearing this, Frander immediately changed his expression. His refined elegance vanished, his facial muscles bunched together, filled with fawning and flattery.
“Lord Estelle, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? Quick, quick, sit here.” Frander hurriedly vacated his seat, bowing to the handsome elven youth behind him and making a welcoming gesture.
“No need for such courtesy, Instructor Frander, please sit.” The dark-haired elven youth didn’t accept Frander’s gesture. Supporting himself with his walking stick, he glanced at the instructor’s section and, finding no seats, stood in a corner to observe the match silently.
Being ignored by the instructor in front of his colleagues, Frander’s face flashed with embarrassment, but he could only give up. However, he didn’t return to his seat, instead standing with Estelle.
“Lord Estelle, did you come specifically to watch Princess Astrid’s match?” Since the other party wasn’t making conversation, Frander actively sought topics.
He knew Estelle could only be here for Astrid. Only something related to Astrid could make this renowned elven scholar leave his laboratory.
Frander knew that Estelle was pursuing that breathtakingly beautiful, hazy moonlight.
As the noble Silver Moon Saint and elven princess, Astrid not only had extremely high popularity among humans and demi-humans, but also had many suitors within the elven clan.
However, due to cultural differences, elven courtship methods were quite unique. Compared to humans, elves expressed romantic interest very subtly. Before being certain that the other party had similar feelings, most would only choose to silently observe without disturbing their beloved.
This Priest Estelle was such a person. He never told anyone about his feelings for Astrid, but within the elven clan, this was an open secret, because whenever he heard anything related to Astrid, he was always very active, even putting aside half-finished experiments.
“Mm, unfortunately I arrived late.” Estelle responded indifferently. When he entered the instructor’s section, he immediately noticed the silver-haired girl who was the center of attention in the audience.
Based on Estelle’s understanding of Astrid’s personality, she should have left directly after the match.
Not choosing to leave but staying to watch the competition meant the upcoming match held some attraction for Astrid.
Could it be… related to that human?
Estelle’s eyebrows lifted almost imperceptibly.
The battlefield cleanup was complete. A brown-haired girl in gorgeous robes walked out from one end of the preparation room, standing tall with a long whip in her hand, her face full of confidence and certainty of victory.
Today Erin was in high spirits. For her, teaching an ignorant wild Divine Maiden a lesson was just entertainment. The more important purpose was to display her strength and talent before all the assembled faculty and students.
Her opponent was a wild Divine Maiden without a domain—she had to make good use of this opportunity.
“Erin? I remember she’s the second daughter of the Cardifen family. Wonder what her abilities are like.”
“What about that Tilitha? The match is about to start but we still haven’t seen her.” Since Astrid wasn’t leaving, naturally a large crowd of spectators remained, discussing the situation on the field.
Erin sneered as she looked toward the other end of the arena’s exit.
Whether Tilitha fled or fought, she would lose face today.
In the audience, Astrid stared silently at the other contestant tunnel.
If her senses weren’t wrong, Tilitha—that blonde girl—should be an unawakened Divine Maiden.
An awakened Divine Maiden fighting an unawakened one was complete dimensional suppression…
Just as the audience was getting impatient, there was movement from the other contestant tunnel.
Brilliant platinum hair shimmered under the bright sun, cascading like silk to her ankles, swaying like a tail behind the girl with each step.
The blonde girl carried what appeared to be an iron tube nearly as tall as herself, walking onto the arena calmly and unhurriedly. Her stride was neither rushed nor slow, each step seemingly landing perfectly on the points called ‘elegant’ and ‘graceful,’ making people subconsciously overlook her background.
That was…
Seeing what the girl carried, Astrid’s eyes widened slightly.
She immediately recognized it as Dilin’s firearm.
A match between Divine Maidens, using firearms?
Astrid knew her guess was pretty much correct—Tilitha really was an unawakened Divine Maiden.
If that was the case…
“Tsk…” Watching Tilitha enter the field, Erin snorted coldly.
You bastard, what are you putting on airs for?
“Long time no see, Student Tilitha. What a coincidence—my opponent turned out to be you.” Erin played with her whip, looking gleefully at the silent Tilitha.
“We’re classmates after all. If you’d been willing to get along with me properly, why would it come to this?” she said with a sweet smile.