Chapter 59: He Didn’t Refuse My Help—He Has Me in His Heart!
“This woman is Tilisa!” This statement immediately ignited discussion throughout the venue.
Most students were still wondering who ‘Tilisa’ was, having never heard of such a figure in the academy. A small portion of those in the know stared in amazement at the golden-haired maiden standing proudly with her swan-like neck raised.
“She, she’s that Tilisa…”
“The dirty little girl with the scar on her face from the 23rd arena a few days ago?”
“Who would have thought that with that scar gone, she’d be this beautiful?”
“Right… no wonder she said that to the Kadifin family’s second daughter just now.”
“Who’s Tilisa? That name sounds familiar though…”
“But how is this possible? It’s only been a few days, the scar’s gone too, such a huge change! It’s like she’s a completely different person!”
“Could there be a mistake…”
Those who knew the truth looked in disbelief at the platinum-haired maiden who, after greeting Erin, walked gracefully toward the center of the crowd.
Those large, snow-white ‘fruits’ swayed gently with the maiden’s steps, like autumn harvest fruits swaying in a gentle breeze, extremely eye-catching while making people wonder if such proportions might affect the maiden’s balance while walking.
“Could it be?” At this moment, whether it was the stunned students or the surprised instructors, everyone understood the issue.
There was only one possibility that could cause such dramatic physical changes in a Divine Maiden in such a short time.
Divine Maiden Transformation.
“Who would have thought that girl was actually a diamond in the rough… If I’d known, I should have built some rapport back then.” Looking at the now stunning maiden, a male Divine Maiden voiced what many male students were thinking.
“Seems like she’s the same cup size as Princess Estride…”
“I actually think she’s a size larger than Princess Estride.”
“So that’s it—no wonder she couldn’t even fight back in the competition. She hadn’t awakened yet.”
“I remember this girl took a whipping for over ten minutes that day without making a sound or begging for mercy.”
“In that case…” Many people simultaneously turned their gazes toward Erin, whose face was dark with anger.
No need to elaborate—the beatings taken and grudges formed before Divine Maiden Transformation would naturally be settled after it.
Among everyone present, besides amazement, the person with the most negative emotions was undoubtedly Erin.
Erin’s face was now grim as water, staring deadly at Tilisa’s back, wishing she could rush up, grab her hair, pin her to the ground for a beating, and carve another scar on her face!
This wild Divine Maiden who constantly opposed her had achieved Divine Maiden Transformation at the crucial moment?!
Damn it, were even the Seven Saints helping her?!
“She’s Tilisa, she’s Tilisa… How is this possible? Heh, hehe, how could that ugly duckling be the same person as this stunning beauty…” Compared to Erin, some people found it even harder to accept, like the horse-faced class monitor Laro who had given Tilisa trouble more than once. His face was blank, his mind unclear, muttering to himself.
Erin’s teammates all came from the same class, meaning everyone in the team except the God Child knew Tilisa, and all wore expressions of utter shock.
“Erin, what should we do?” Another female Divine Maiden in the team, also one of Erin’s followers, looked at Erin anxiously.
“What should we do? Are you all scared stupid?” Erin glared fiercely at the spotlight-stealing Tilisa, clenching her fists.
“But Tilisa has undergone Divine Maiden Transformation…”
“Divine Maiden Transformation, so what?! Every Divine Maiden here has completed Divine Maiden Transformation! It’s just Divine Maiden Transformation—does that change the fact that she’s just a wild Divine Maiden?!”
“But…” The female Divine Maiden looked anxiously at Tilisa, who stood with her back to them, confident and composed, and had a bad feeling.
“Stop being so pathetic! She’s just a wild Divine Maiden! Divine Maiden Transformation or not, can’t we orthodox Divine Maidens beat one wild Divine Maiden?”
“Listen to me—once we’re in the secret realm, we’ll use the pursuit order on this bitch and be the first to eliminate her!” Erin suppressed her rage.
“Wouldn’t that be… not so good?” Laro had also come to his senses. “We’re all classmates, so…”
“Class monitor, have you been charmed by this vixen? Don’t forget how you treated her before. Even if we don’t go after her, do you think she’ll let us off?”
“…” Laro fell silent.
“Besides, her team only has her alone, plus that combat-useless waste God Child at most. Three Divine Maidens against one wild Divine Maiden, with God Child support—how could we lose?” Erin analyzed confidently.
Three against one, with the opponent having a blind God Child—advantage was theirs!
Estride came to her senses and looked at the faintly flickering cloudy silver moon pattern on her hand.
She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but when she passed by Tilisa just now, she saw golden sun and harp patterns flicker on Tilisa’s hand.
But…
Looking at Tilisa’s normal human ears, Estride dismissed her guess, though her curiosity about Tilisa’s identity remained.
Where did this golden-haired girl come from? Why had there never been any information about her at the academy before?
She seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
Sofia had the same doubts.
This golden-haired maiden was clearly just human—why did she feel so familiar?
Speaking of which, why didn’t he come?
The Divine Maiden was here, so why wasn’t the God Child?
Just as Estride was puzzled, a black figure weaved through the crowd.
Everyone’s attention was on Tilisa, so the unremarkable black-haired male student didn’t attract any notice.
“It’s that boy.” The wood elf maiden beside Estride noticed him and unconsciously looked at Estride, only to surprisingly find that Estride’s gaze wasn’t on him at all, but kept staring at Tilisa.
“Your Highness, that male human has arrived.”
“…Hm?” Only after her companion’s reminder did Estride notice that familiar figure, her pupils contracting slightly.
It was Dilin… no, something was wrong.
Estride watched the black-haired youth who had stopped behind the golden-haired maiden, her eyes holding a trace of strangeness.
Why couldn’t she sense his presence or scent when Dilin approached?
Instead, Tilisa carried a stronger scent of Dilin.
Others might not be able to tell, but Estride, with her extremely sharp senses and intimate familiarity with Dilin, noticed the discrepancy.
Dilin didn’t have ‘Dilin’s’ scent on him. Conversely, Tilisa carried a much stronger ‘Dilin’ scent.
It was as if this Dilin was just a soulless shell.
What was going on?
Looking at Dilin standing silently behind Tilisa, Estride’s eyes flashed with an unusual color. Though she found it strange, she couldn’t put her finger on it.
However, after seeing the long bundle Tilisa carried on her back, she also breathed a sigh of relief.
At least Dilin hadn’t refused her help.