The Yellow-Haired Villain in Soaring Phoenix’s Novels Also Desires Happiness - Chapter 281



59. Trust

“Pro! Plang! Professor!”

“Do you want some coffee?”

“Ah, thank you, Professor Gran.”

“You’re welcome, but you’re quite the rare visitor to the office.”

“This coffee is really good.”

“Hehe, of course, this coffee bean was cultivated by me personally; you can’t buy it anywhere on the market.”

“Is that so? Then may I have the honor to… ah, no, wait, I didn’t come here to drink coffee!”

Mu En, almost led astray by Professor Gran, regained his focus and looked at the old man leisurely sipping coffee across the desk. He slammed the table and asked:

“Professor Plang! Why did you suddenly set such a strange rule? Wasn’t it you who invited me to represent the academy in the Holy City?”

“Of course, it was me who invited you. I mentioned before that this is the result of multiple considerations.”

Professor Plang leisurely savored his coffee and said nonchalantly:

“But I also said before that the academy’s rules are the rules; this does not conflict with my invitation for you to go to the Holy City. Moreover, I’m not targeting you specifically; what I issued applies to everyone equally.”

“But, but you can’t say such things.”

Mu En sighed:

“You said there would be no mixing of identities and statuses, and there wouldn’t be any subsequent retaliation. Your words are clearly aimed at me, the duke’s son, who is worthless in the eyes of those people aside from my title.”

“What’s wrong? No confidence?”

Professor Plang glanced at Mu En.

“Of course, I have confidence.”

Mu En shrugged, “On the contrary, the reason I dislike it is… I think it’s a waste of time.”

“A waste of time?” Professor Plang raised an eyebrow in surprise.

“That’s right, a waste of time.”

Mu En repeated it again, very seriously.

“Is that so?”

Gazing into Mu En’s eyes, which held no hint of jest, Professor Plang paused, set down his coffee cup, and sighed lightly:

“It seems I was being superfluous, but I’ve already said it, so just bear with it.”

“Professor Plang can be unreasonable too…”

Mu En clicked his tongue, then suddenly his gaze sharpened:

“Speaking of which, I came to find you for another matter.”

“What matter?”

“Who are the accompanying personnel from the academy this time?”

“Oh?”

Professor Plang instinctively tapped the table twice, surprised:

“You’re actually interested in this?”

“Of course, this is a matter of my life safety.”

Mu En said seriously, “It can’t be taken lightly at all.”

“Hehe, just now you were saying you were confident, but I didn’t expect you to be so timid.”

Professor Plang tugged at the corner of his mouth, smiling with a hint of meaning:

“But don’t worry, the academy will definitely do its best to protect you. This time, in addition to the necessary teachers, there will be a special strong individual accompanying you.”

“A special strong individual?”

Mu En asked, “Who is it? Do I know them? How strong are they?”

“You naturally know them, but who exactly it is, you’ll find out then.”

Professor Plang stroked his chin, “As for how strong, I can only say… not weaker than a Crowned One.”

“Not weaker than a Crowned One?”

A Crowned One is just a Crowned One.

What does ‘not weaker than’ even mean?

Could there be someone formidable who isn’t a Crowned One but can stand shoulder to shoulder with one?

Is there anyone among the people I know like that?

“What does this mean?”

“I’ve already said, you’ll know when the time comes.”

“Alright.”

Seeing that Professor Plang seemed unwilling to say more, Mu En also lost interest in asking further.

But then he began to ponder to himself.

Should I prepare a bit more, just in case?

…

After Mu En left.

Professor Gran sat in the spot Mu En had just occupied and curiously asked:

“Such a behavior that invites hatred doesn’t seem like your style. Are you still, like before, finding that kid displeasing?”

“Hehe, the one who finds him most displeasing now is not me.”

Professor Plang picked up his coffee cup again and took a calm sip,

“I’m just following orders.”

“Oh?”

Professor Gran was taken aback for a moment, then realized, joyfully whistling:

“I see now, it’s a family matter.”

“No.”

Professor Plang decisively rejected, saying sternly:

“This is a matter of national importance.”

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……

“Hmph, now Mu En Campbell can’t go to the Holy City with us, how wonderful.”

On the way back from the auditorium, looking at the surrounding crowd bustling about searching for someone, Ariel placed her hands on her hips and nodded in satisfaction.

In this world, there is still justice.

What does a bit of filthy money and status matter? Ultimately, what this world relies on is still one’s own strength!

Mu En Campbell will ultimately have to pay the price for his arrogance!

“But… but I don’t think that’s necessarily true.”

Liya suddenly spoke up from the side.

“Hmm, why?” Ariel looked over in confusion.

“Because Mu En Campbell is also working hard. His exam scores this time were all above ninety.”

“Eh? Really?”

Ariel thought for a moment and didn’t have much of an impression.

Indeed, aside from a few rare individuals, she hardly ever cared about other people’s scores, let alone that Mu En Campbell.

“But if he spends all his time just preparing for exams, doesn’t that indicate that his overall strength isn’t very good? After all, last semester he was at the bottom in every aspect. How could someone make up for both overall strength and exam scores in just one semester?

Don’t you think so, Liya?”

“……Hmm.”

Liya gently nodded, hesitating to speak.

But seeing Ariel’s firm expression, she ultimately said nothing.

Because, in fact, there was someone who had once managed to make up for both overall strength and exam scores in just one semester.

That person.

Was Ariel herself.

She too had entered school as the count’s illegitimate daughter, enduring ridicule and prejudice. It was as if she had cast a burst spell on her feet, soaring up in just one semester, slapping many of those who once looked down on her in the face.

“By the way!”

Ariel suddenly turned her head, looking at Liya warily,

“How did you know this? You wouldn’t… have started to care about that guy like everyone else, would you?”

“No, no, no, not at all.”

A hint of a cute blush appeared on Liya’s cheeks as she vigorously shook her head:

“I just… happened to see it by accident because when the results were announced, Mu En Campbell’s name was quite close to mine.”

“Is that so?”

“Of course, Mu En Campbell is a well-known big bad guy; how could I possibly care about him?” Lia clenched her small fists and said earnestly.

“I see.”

As she gazed into Lia’s pure eyes, Ariel’s doubts began to dissipate.

At the same time, she felt ashamed of herself.

Damn it, how could she doubt Lia?

Lia had nothing to do with Mu En Campbell at all; what was this inexplicable unease she felt?

Was she being overly anxious?

It seemed she needed to reflect on herself; wanting to hold onto Lia too tightly would only cause her pain.

The third rule of the Old Sister’s Strategy Handbook: Giving the other person a bit of freedom and enough trust is the true warmth for emotions!

“Ah, let’s not talk about that annoying guy Mu En Campbell anymore. I’m going to practice now; what about you, Lia?”

“…I’m going to the library.”

“Then see you tonight?”

“Mm, see you tonight.”