Tsk tsk, this harem protagonist really hasnât changed her ways.
Thinking back to her words in the dungeon, Vinny couldnât help but chuckle.
One moment she was swearing eternal love, and the next, as soon as they left the dungeon, she was already eyeing other new girls.
Sigh, the protagonist.
Sigh, what a shrimp head.
Vinny meticulously took out a bottle of cheap perfume. He had bought this discounted product when he was still in the capital of Camella. It wasnât the worst quality, but it certainly couldnât compare to those expensive perfumes.
He casually sprayed some on himself to mask his scent, then deliberately walked past her, coughing a few times to catch Aesphyraâs attention.
At first, Aesphyra didnât notice Vinny, probably because she was too deep in thought, and irrelevant people couldnât catch her attention.
Who was she thinking about so intently?
Vinny was amused and deliberately lingered in front of Aesphyra, even whistling.
Finally, Aesphyra realized that the figure loitering in front of her wasnât just passing by but was doing so intentionally.
As she came back to her senses, she caught a whiff of the cheap perfume, her frown deepening. She looked up to see a familiar blue-haired young man.
Aesphyra furrowed her delicate brows.
âLord Vinny, if I recall correctly, the carriage back to Camellaâs capital isnât boarded here.â
âOh? Isnât this stalking lady? You passed the exam too? Congratulations, youâre quite lucky to be teleported to this entrance with me. What a coincidence, we must be fated.â Vinny pretended to have just noticed Aesphyra, feigning surprise.
âBut what are you talking about carriages for? I donât have any relatives to share the good news with, why would I go back?â
â...During the final round, on the last day, which area were you in?â Aesphyra, being the protagonist, showed her strong adaptability, absorbing Vinnyâs words and asking after a moment of thought.
âDefinitely not in the same zone as you.â Vinny dropped his teasing demeanor and pouted.
âWith your pettiness, if I were in the same zone as you, Iâd probably be spiraling to the heavens by now.â
âHey, itâs not that Iâm criticizing you, Lady Aesphyra, no, classmate Aesphyra, weâre classmates now. For the sake of our future camaraderie, I advise you to be more generous.â Vinny put on a wise old master act, as if he hadnât been the one chased by Aesphyra in the dungeon.
âResearch shows that petty people have small hearts, small minds, and small...â Vinnyâs eyes mischievously glanced at Aesphyraâs small buns.
âSeriously, if you were more generous, you wouldnât have such worries.â
âClassmate Vinny.â Aesphyra smiled, a mix of allure and menace. âDo you want to make up for the beating you missed in the dungeon now?â
âHey hey! Look at you, didnât I just say that? Youâre proving yourself to be petty again. Do you know why we describe petty people as narrow-minded?
Itâs a science, and it seems thereâs some truth to it, donât you think?â Vinny glanced behind him, ensuring a tutor was approaching, so Aesphyra wouldnât dare hit him, and he continued boldly.
âDonât get angry, classmate Aesphyra. The angrier you get, the narrower your mind becomes, and the narrower your mind, well, you know.â
âI have a nun friend whoâs well-versed in this. She taught me this secret, and I wasnât planning to share it, but for the sake of our future classmate bond, Iâm telling you. Do you understand my good intentions? Ah, forget it, I donât expect you to understand.â
Knowing Aesphyra couldnât hit him, Vinny felt at ease and continued his tirade.
He hadnât forgotten how Aesphyra had embarrassed him in the dungeon.
How could he, the infamous scoundrel of the capital, let himself be teased by a girl like that?
No way, so he had to vent his frustration and reclaim the advantage Aesphyra had taken from him in the dungeon.
âNun friend?â Aesphyra seemed to recall something, her menacing gaze replaced by one of curiosity.
âSpeaking of which, Master Vinny, did you learn your bandaging skills from that nun friend?â
âWhy?â
âNothing, just wondering if you could introduce me to her. Iâm quite interested.â Aesphyra smiled warmly.
âI canât do that. Sheâs far away in the kingdom, and sheâs been on a business trip lately. Where would I find her now?â Vinny shrugged.
âWhere did she go? The Tyrell Empire? Or the Grand Duchy? Surely not the tribes?â Aesphyra pressed.
âHow would I know? Sheâs not my responsibility; she doesnât need to report her whereabouts to me.â
âOh? Could you tell me her name? Maybe I know her?â Aesphyra stepped forward, her tone assertive.
âDonât worry, Iâm sure you two donât know each other.â
âIf you donât tell me her name, how would I know if I know her?â Aesphyra tilted her head, a few strands of silver hair falling over her forehead, her star-like eyes filled with meaning as she stared at Vinny, as if seeing through all his hidden thoughts.
Is this the protagonistâs aura?
âFine, Iâll tell you. Her name is Anna, okay? You donât know her, right?â Vinny took a step back, still standing tall despite his weaker aura.
âAnna? Full name?â
âNo surname, sheâs not a noble.â There were so many Annaâs in the capital; calling out the name on the street might get a dozen girls to turn around. Vinny thought Aesphyra couldnât possibly know them all.
âAnna?â Aesphyra pondered for a moment, then smiled confidently. âThere are indeed commoner nuns named Anna in Camellaâs capital church, but only three. One is old and about to retire, one made a mistake recently and is under confinement, and the last is a middle-aged woman.â
âNone of them seem to be on a business trip.â
âYouâre not a church official, how would you know? Can you keep track of all the churchâs personnel changes?â Vinnyâs heart skipped a beat. He hadnât expected Aesphyra to know so much about the churchâs staff.
Of course, she might be bluffing, making up non-existent people to trick him.
âBesides, the churchâs internal personnel list isnât something you can just access. How do you know so much if youâre not a church official?â
âBecause itâs not that hard?â Aesphyra gave a profound look, her acting skills honed over two lifetimes making it impossible for Vinny to tell if she was lying.
Why does it feel like the tables have turned?
Just now, I was the one attacking Aesphyra, but now sheâs taken the initiative and counterattacked?
âAll examinees, no, now I should call you students, your presence here proves you are among the best, standing out through your own strength. Thereâs no need for modesty; you are undoubtedly the most outstanding of your generation on the continent.â The white-bearded tutor approached with a cane, praising them.
âThis yearâs competition was particularly fierce, with 498 examinees making it to the end. This means no one will be eliminated due to ranking.â
Hearing this, all the students sighed in relief, their faces lighting up with joy, though some remained expressionless, confident in their abilities.
As the tutor spoke, the students quieted down.
âLater, youâll stay here for a day. After we finalize the rankings, a ship from the academy will take you to the main campus of Carillian Academy.â
âHere, on behalf of Carillian Academy, I welcome you all.â
âTonight, the academy has prepared a banquet to celebrate your success.â
Vinny wasnât fond of noble banquets, but free food was another matter. It was free, so why not?
He glanced at his Virtue Points, no increase.
Tsk, was all that talk for nothing?
Could it be that Aesphyra has built up a resistance to his provocations, and ordinary taunts canât trigger her virtue anymore?
Boring.
Knowing that continuing wouldnât yield any Virtue Points, Vinny pouted and gave up, heading back to his room to rest.
He planned to sleep until dinner. After a day in the dungeon, he was exhausted despite his excitement.
Looking back, he couldnât believe he had actually passed Carillian Academyâs entrance exam and enrolled on his own merit. It felt surreal.
Cough, well, not entirely on his own. He had a little help from the Frostfang and Vanessa.
But no matter what, the result was good.
Vinny returned to his room to sleep and was only woken up by a tutor when it was dark.
Groggily, he made his way to the banquet, yawning widely.
This banquet was more refined, with fewer mixed elements, likely because the chaff had been sifted out, leaving only the truly talented and capable.
Among the attendees were both commoners and nobles. The noblesâ disdain for the commoner students was less pronounced, as these commoners had proven their worth by standing on the same stage as them.
Except for some nobles with strong prejudices, most maintained a friendly facade, willing to befriend them.
Entering Carillian Academy was a sure thing, setting a baseline for their future. It was better to make friends than enemies, as one never knew who might rise to greatness.
Vinny enjoyed the meal, not just because the dishes were to his liking, but also because there were fewer glares, and he barely had to deal with any.
Several commoner students even approached him to chat.
At first, Vinny thought he was attracting hate again, but these students meant no harm; they were genuinely curious.
Mostly, they wanted to know how he had passed the entrance exam.
Vinny understood their thoughts. Those who made it here were undoubtedly talented and hardworking, and his success made them question their own abilities.
âWho would have thought that Vinny passed the exam? Brother, donât you find it strange?â At the center of the banquet, a handsome young man calmly ate his steak, while another noble youth beside him whispered.
âStrange, but not entirely unexpected.â The handsome young man cut his steak, indifferent.
âAfter all, heâs a descendant of the goddess; itâs not surprising he has some tricks up his sleeve.â
âBut hasnât it always been said that Vinny is a fake descendant, and the Varelis family is actually extinct?â the youth asked, puzzled.
âEdra, havenât I always told you not to rely on hearsay but to see for yourself?â The young man wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin.
âThe purpose of your eyes is to always remind you not to rely solely on rumors.â
âYes, I understand, brother.â
âBesides, look at the students here. Many are commoners who, without any resources, stand on the same stage as us, including Vinny. Each of them has their own merits.â With that, the young man left with his followers.
Vinny finished his meal but didnât see Aesphyra.
He didnât care about the speedrunner and, after eating, wandered around with a blade of grass in his mouth before returning to sleep.
He slept until dawn when the ship from Carillian Academy arrived to pick up the new students.
There were 96 students from Camella Kingdom. Historically, Camella ranked second in the number of students admitted to Carillian Academy, just behind the Tyrell Empire, and this year was no exception.
The remaining 400 students were mostly from the Tyrell Empire, with the rest from the Grand Duchy, tribes, and some non-human races.
These races werenât hostile to humans and even had trade relations, like the elves and dwarves.
But there were no demons.
Demons were seen as extremely dangerous by many races.
Their magic was sinister and highly aggressive, often directly or indirectly causing bloodshed, making them the most unstable factor on the continent. Few races were willing to associate with demons.
Due to the fall of the ancient Carillian Empire, almost all human nations were hostile to demons.
Non-human races, like the elves, were also wary, fearing the demons might extend their war to their peaceful lands.
Vinny boarded the luxurious ship, a magic-powered vessel even more impressive than the previous carriage.
Once all the students were on board, the ship set sail.