Chapter 65: Life At The Academy

Crown Prince Lail indifferently walked through the group of spectating black clothed students. His black robes and black hair freely flowing in the gentle breeze, enhanced his majestic presence, adding to his allure.

As he made his way to the front of the equipment hall, many female students eyes were instantly drawn by his aura. Blushing and shyly whispering, they intermittently glanced his way.

"Who is he? I have not seen him among the new students selection this year." A blonde girl with blue eyes whispered to her friend, her curious gaze flickering to the Crown Prince.

"I heard he is a new admit. I saw senior sister Murong showing him around yesterday." The friend, a red hair green eyes girl, replied shyly, her face turning red.

"A new admit? In the middle of the year? That is impossible!" The blonde girl skeptically glanced at her friend.

"Usually, yes. But I heard the new admit has the founder's plaque." Another girl, overhearing the two girls conversation, added in at this time.

"What? Founder's plaque?" Wide eyed and open mouthed, the two girls shrieked in astonishment.

"Of course! How else do think the new student got in?" The girl scoffed in disdain and turned, ignoring the two shocked students.

Her gaze too, was fixed on the new student.

"Mina, what do you say we go talk to him? Since he is new, he might need help finding his way around." The blonde girl looked towards her red hair friend with shinning eyes as she suggested.

"Go and talk? But, senior sister Murong has already shown him around!" Mina replied nervously, her eyes flickering with complex emotions.

She really wanted to know the new student as well. As first years, they barely had any friends, being ignored by most of the students for their low aptitude. So, making a new friend would make her fell less left out.

But seeing how her senior sister Murong attentively looked after him yesterday, she knew that she would definitely not like them approaching him.

As gentle and sweet as her appearance seemed, only few knew of the dean's personal disciple's arrogant and overbearing personality. It was one no female in the academy wished to provoke, as they would only be calling trouble upon themselves.

And as the lowest and obscurest student of the new year, she did not posses what it took to stand up against a female devil like her Senior Sister. The least she wanted was to unintentionally attract her attention to herself.

She still wanted to stay alive.

"So what? Showing him around is just an excuse. We can use this chance to get close to him and make some connection. Otherwise, when everyone in the academy finds out about his identity, it would be too late for us to do anything other than watching from afar. Come on, lets go! We cannot miss this chance." Pulling her friend along, the blonde girl pushed through the gathered crowd to the front.

Once at the front, she paused for a second to fix her clothes and hair, and she stepped forward. But before the two could even say a greeting, their senior sister Murong suddenly appeared, stepping in between. She moved close and stood right next to the new admit.

"Lail, here you are! I was looking for you every where!" Senior sister Murong was aware of their intentions, purposely blocking their way.

"You're here to select a weapon, right? Come, I will lead you to the hall." Unceremoniously grabbing his hand, she pulled him towards the weapons room.

Crown Prince Lail immediately frowned at the sudden contact. He was also displeased the way she so intimately called his name.

'This senior sister Murong is getting way too close.'

Since the first day she had shown him around, he had been noticing the girl either pulling on his hand or sleeves, and calling him by first name. She seemed to appear wherever he went, almost as if tailing. He felt uncomfortable and disgusted. Without hesitation, he pulled his hand out of her grip.

Although he only gave the academy elders his name without title, that did not mean he appreciated unrelated individuals unrestrainedly saying it. There was only one individual in the entire seven realms that he desired to call him by first name.

That was his wife.

Secretly wiping his hand with his sleeves, he clasped them behind his back.

He came to the equipment hall to get a weapon. He wanted to use the weapon as a disguise for his spiritual weapon. However, before he could even enter the hall, a throng of people followed on his heels, making him feel helpless.

"Thank you senior sister. However, I can handle my own affairs. There is no need to bother you." He indirectly dismissed her, making it obvious he did not want her around.

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However, the senior sister seemed to be unaware of his dismissal, impassively walking ahead.

Murong Ling knew the Crown Prince did not want her around, but she could not feel at ease with so many female disciples staring at him. She wanted to use this opportunity at the academy to get closer to him and form a bond.

She wanted to use his disposal of his Crown Prince title to form a relationship. Make their relationship strong enough to last even after the end of their apprenticeship. Then, the two could return to the Amayan Empire together.

What she could not even image before, she wanted to make it become a reality as a genius magician now.

Besides, as the direct disciple of the dean, she never took no for an answer. Since she came over to keep those females students away, then she would stay to the end.

However, what Murong Ling failed to consider was the fact that Crown Prince Lail was not one to take no for an answer as well. As the Crown Prince of the Amayan Empire, he was used to getting his every order obeyed. His every wish fulfilled.

'Enough is enough!'

Seeing the girl bluntly ignoring his decision, Crown Prince Lail was beyond displeased.

"Senior sister Murong. I would like to select my weapon on my own. There is no need for you to be here. Would you please, leave?" This time, Crown Prince Lail had no intention of beating around the bush. He did not want her or anyone else around, and that was final.

The crowd following behind heard the new student's commend, and were shocked speechless.

'Did he just ask Senior Sister Murong to leave to her face?'

No one in the academy had ever spoken to the dean's direct student in such a manner before. So, seeing the impossible happen right before their eyes, they were shunned, many gasping in astonishment.

"Mina, look. Senior Murong just blocked our way and she herself is being requested to leave!" The blonde girl excitedly whispered to her friend, her blue eyes flashing with delight.

'Humph! Serves her right! All this time, she acted like a wife protecting her husband from evil eyes. But in truth, she is no better than us. At least we had the decency to not shamelessly attach ourselves to an uninterested man.'

The blonde was really attracted to the new student's silent and majestic presence. Of all the students in the academy, she had never met one male student that came close to matching the admit in terms of looks or overwhelming aura.

So, she really wanted to get close to the guy. And not only because of his status as the Founder's descendant. When someone suddenly stood in her way, blocking her path to the man her attention was set on, she felt angry and upset.

However, upon realizing it was senior sister Murong, she silently stepped back.

She knew her status.

Even though she liked the guy, she could not afford to get in conflict with the dean's personal disciple.

Frustrated, she unhappily watched the two walk away. But before she could even console herself and mend her wounded heart, the new student personally chased away senior Murong.

So, how could she not be happy?

On the other hand, Murong Ling did not expect Crown Prince Lail to out-rightly request her to leave. In fact, she felt that even if the Crown Prince was the descendant of the Founder, he would still giver her some respect as the dean's direct disciple.

After all, even if her status was not as high as Crown Prince Lail's Founder ancestor, her master was still the head of the academy.

The Founder was high, but he was gone. And while the dean was lower, he was still present. Considering the Crown Prince did not use his title, she assumed he wanted to keep his status hidden to smoothly blend into the academy life and create new connections.

And since he wanted to keep his status hidden, he would need the assistance and connection of the academy elders to receive the best guidance and teaching possible. To become a great magician, he would require all the support he could receive.

That support also included her, Murong Ling. The direct disciple of the dean, and number one genius of the Amayan Mistland Academy.

So, being so bluntly told to leave was both a shocker and embarrassment to her.

"Lail, did you just tell me to leave?" She asked in disbelief.

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