Chapter 180: Twilight Starseer!
Bai Wei has been here all along, just staying silent and not speaking.
Michelle seemed to have noticed, but with her chaotic schedule and being chased around all day, she had no time to pay attention to small details.
Of course, Bai Wei had heard every word that Michelle said in her heart.
This young girl has formed some reliance after only knowing each other for a day.
It's not necessarily a good thing.
Bai Wei is not really a devil. As a mentor, his teaching methods are quite strict, and he has produced many excellent disciples. He has even helped someone reach great heights.
Michelle has a passive personality, and unless there is some external factor pushing her to change, she is prone to overly relying on someone.
This personality is easily deceived by scoundrels, leading to a drastic change in character. Perhaps being deceived once will be beneficial to her growth.
As for Alena...her talent is quite remarkable, but her personality seems somewhat extreme, which is understandable for a Blooded.
If given the chance, Bai Wei would like to have a chat with her, just to discuss the "Scarlet Curse."
Blooded have evolved from ancient dark tribes to the present, and they have a deep connection with the Chaotic Witch. How do they avoid the increasingly potent Scarlet Curse?
Unfortunately, he is currently bound to Michelle and cannot switch accounts. Otherwise, Alena would be a suitable candidate for hosting.
This girl is fit for some meddling, and then let her regret it for the rest of her life. It's a good opportunity to cure her stubbornness.
A smirk appeared on Bai Wei's lips, but he suppressed these perverse thoughts.
The summoning course came to an end, Michelle received a B-grade class evaluation, while Alena received an A-grade.
The two of them have had a few conversations during the course, mainly related to the subject matter, but it has helped ease the unfamiliarity.
No one mentioned yesterday's incident again. They were once roommates and good friends. As long as they intentionally avoid certain topics, conflicts can be temporarily overlooked. After all, the past is in the past, and there is no lingering grudge.
Luckily, they are relatively innocent, and their circle of friends is not profound. They realized that leaving conflicts unaddressed will always create distance, and the roots will grow deeper. To remove it, one must endure the pain, squeeze out the abscess, and let the tainted blood flow.
When the crowd of girls pulling each other's hair dissipated, Alena took the initiative to speak up, "Wanna chat?"
Michelle packed up her textbooks and nodded in agreement, "Sure, what do you want to talk about?"
"Anything is possible, for example, do you want to change your major?" Alena asked, "After the second year, you have to choose a specific major to specialize in. Although you aimed to become a water mage, it seems like you don't have the talent for it."
"Hmm..." Michelle remained speechless.
"I won't force you, but knowing your personality, you are definitely indecisive," Alena's tone wasn't polite as she directly exposed her thoughts, "This actually delays your progress. Your absent-mindedness during afternoon classes is also because of this, isn't it?"
...No, that's not it! I can't concentrate during the afternoon because you're next to me. No one can have the patience to do math problems when someone is holding an unpredictable bomb next to them!
Michelle said with a touch of aggrievement, "Anyway, there's still time."
"You're really..." Alena subconsciously wanted to put on her usual "old mother" expression. She couldn't bear Michelle's indecisive nature and wished she could make decisions in a hurry. It was like watching a newbie play a tank battle game and constantly fail miserably, feeling the urge to snatch the controller and take over. But... she noticed the bandage wrapped around her hand.
She suddenly choked.
...I need to calm down and not be so forceful. I can't win against her when she's extremely angry...
Alena didn't want to be hit by Dragon's Breath again. It really hurt. She took a deep breath to adjust her mood and speaking speed, sitting up straight, and voiced her suggestion.
"Your talent doesn't lie in elemental spells. Although you possess combat talent, you may not be able to endure extensive and rigorous training. Dragonborns achieve rapid growth by constantly pushing their bodies, similar to tempering a weapon. It's a long process, and Dragonborns can only fully mature after the age of fifty. Therefore, the answer is clear. Becoming an Empowerment practitioner is the best path for you. You should become a swordsman," Alena explained.
Michelle weakly replied, "But I don't know swordsmanship."
"A heavy sword is still a sword," Alena said, "In the Ming Country, there is a saying, 'A heavy sword without a blade is still impressive in its own way.'"
Michelle thought for a moment, envisioning herself skillfully wielding a hundred-kilogram giant sword with a dragon-like step.
"I'll consider it..." Michelle said hesitantly.
She completely dismissed this possibility in her heart. She didn't want to become a two-handed sword-wielding warrior.
Alena didn't continue persuading. This girl was not only indecisive but also stubborn. So she wanted to change to a lighter topic to chat about. But as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that she wasn't very skilled at casual conversations.
What to say to get closer?
Just kidding! Am I, Alena Capesh, someone who needs to get closer to others?
I can't do it!
She choked again.
The two friends, who rarely met, stared at each other with big eyes, wracking their brains to find a topic.
"The weather is nice today." Michelle said, wishing she could bury her head in the table.
"Tomorrow is a holiday." Alena came up with a good suggestion, "I recently found a nice shop with good reviews. They have great meals and desserts, and the prices are reasonable. If you don't mind..."
As she said this, her eyes dimmed slightly. It had been a long time since anyone accompanied her for shopping since the crack in their friendship.
She wasn't really into shopping and spending. She never wanted new clothes. She just enjoyed the atmosphere of going out with friends.
She only made the suggestion, worrying that her past pushy attitude might put pressure on the other person.
"Sure, sure." Michelle had wanted to go shopping for a long time, but after Chao Lu left, she couldn't find anyone to go with. "What time?"
Alena paused for a moment, then said, "Let's meet at 9:30 then."
"Okay, let's meet at the school gate." Michelle packed up her books. "I have to rush to my next class, see you tomorrow."
She hurriedly left.
"Tomorrow..." Alena watched Michelle's back, fingers pinching her lips, with a slight upward curve.
She truly envied Michelle's forgiving and optimistic personality. If there was a magical girl group, she would definitely be the authentic pink protagonist.
She packed up her books and stood up, preparing to leave the classroom.
But just as she stood up, discordant sounds came from outside the door, and the entrance was blocked.
She frowned and looked at the intruder and their followers, "What does this mean? Judy Selvicer."
Alena's popularity was equally terrible, even worse than Michelle's. While Michelle would not offend anyone, Alena had challenged many people since she entered the school, damaging their reputations. This included Judy Selvicer.
Selvicer was a noble bloodline in the Alliance, but not one of the three oldest families. After five hundred years, it was natural for certain cliques to form, especially within a small population.
The conflict between Judy and Alena was actually an internal conflict among the bloodlines. The former was jealous of the latter, while the latter looked down on the former. Naturally, they had animosity towards each other.
The reason Judy approached Alena this time was obviously to pick a fight. It was rare for Alena to lose, especially to Michelle, so Judy felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
She was clearly here to mock Alena, "Just beating a drowning dog, look at how miserable you've become now. Ah, it feels so satisfying."
"Seems like this is all you're capable of," Alena couldn't be bothered to waste her breath, "Since you're throwing stones while in the well, where are your stones? Don't just talk without action."
Judy narrowed her eyes, "Are you asking for trouble?"
"Am I asking for trouble, or are you being a jerk? Don't forget, even if I'm injured, I can still take care of you single-handedly, you lowlife."
Alena is not Snow White, she can also be sarcastic, and she's exceptionally good at it.
Due to her personality, she easily hurts others with her words without even realizing it, leaving people injured and battered.
The combination of an icy beauty and a sharp tongue is simply a perfect match.
Judy revealed her fangs, her eyes crimson, and a dark shade of blood lurking beneath her skirt.
Alena calmly raised her hand and removed the bandage from her wrist, revealing flawless and unscarred skin.
Judy was stunned on the spot, "You... you were pretending."
"I'm not as boring as you, just recovering a bit faster," Alena said in a self-congratulatory tone, "Do you know about the tears of the Phoenix? Selvicer's wealth can afford it, right? Oh, I forgot, you lay in bed for over a week after our duel... why didn't you use it?"
Judy's face turned pale with anger, as she originally planned to take advantage of her opponent's injury, but ended up shooting herself in the foot.
"Impressive, Capesh..." she gritted her teeth, "This level of elixir, it's there for the taking!"
"You don't have to make snide remarks about my background and surname," Alena glanced at Judy, "It only makes you appear more inferior."
The anger in Judy's eyes could no longer be concealed, but Alena couldn't be bothered, she bypassed her and walked towards the door.
"You better watch out for your friends," Judy sneered from behind, "Don't end up being crippled one day."
The temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the cold smirk on Judy's face froze as half of her body quietly turned into ice.
"The Blooded of the Capesh family are all protective of their own, I hope you remember this deeply," Alena's eyes were like a frozen lake in winter.
"I swear upon our noble lineage... If you dare lay a hand on my friend, I will kill you a thousand times...!"
Alena left, the frost magic slowly being consumed and digested, Judy Selvicer gritted her teeth, "Remember this, Capesh..."
There was a hint of murky crimson in her wine-red eyes.
