Looking at that offensive wandering hand, the young duke's anger instantly rose to its peak.
When she used to study under teacher Tater, Callian had always felt that every subject was interesting. So she began to look forward to life at the academy. But after receiving the test paper, she felt very uncomfortable. This was nothing like an exam at all.
Callian's origins were already unclear, and people were constantly gossiping about her identity. These questions were practically like a trial. A trial of whether she was qualified to become a noble, and whether they should accept her into noble society at all. If this was what the academy was like, then she had probably expected too much from this place.
Soon the exam ended. Eddie collected her paper.
The first thing Callian did after finishing the exam was to go and find Claude. At that moment, the other party was staring coldly at Eddie Kaukon. The instant he turned back and saw Callian, Claude turned his head away once again. Callian could not help but feel her heart tighten. What exactly was wrong with him?
The group of teachers gathered around Callian's test paper, their faces full of disbelief. Unexpectedly, she had got a perfect score. This was the first perfect score since Jaelan Bell. As expected, it was the same bloodline.
Everyone was full of praise for Callian. Because she had already decided to live off campus, the only thing left now was to choose a grade and a class.
"I think ninth grade suits you very well."
Those words came from Eddie Kaukon, because ninth grade was exactly what he was in charge of. That was not too bad. Fortunately, there was no need to decide immediately. It would be enough to decide within this week.
The principal was looking for someone to show her around the academy. Claude, who had been avoiding her the whole time, voluntarily stepped forward instead.
"As you know, I have been waiting for Callian to enrol all this time."
Those words made Callian's heart pound wildly. She had not expected that what the principal said back then had actually been true. The next second, her slender waist was pulled into someone's arms. Not only that, Claude also drew Callian a little closer to his side.
And so, Callian walked out of the classroom stiffly like that. The crown prince's gossip-loving soul instantly burst into flames.
When they arrived somewhere with no one around, Claude immediately put on a completely different expression. He warned Callian that she absolutely could not go to ninth grade. As for the exact reason, he had no intention of explaining it.
"In short, you absolutely cannot go to ninth grade."
But Callian kept chasing him with questions.
"Eddie Kaukon, the teacher in charge of ninth grade, has a terrible reputation. Didn't you see something in his eyes?"
Callian looked full of disdain. "That's it? I thought you were going to say something serious."
"Don't you understand what that means?"
"Your Grace, Young Duke, I'm a student. I have no interest in rumours about professors."
Right now, she simply had no energy left to care about anything else. She only wanted to level up as soon as possible. Her brother had already returned, and Madam could not keep her here forever. She only wanted to find her mother as soon as possible, and did not want any more trouble added to her life.
"As long as the professor's sexual orientation is not a problem."
A figure with overwhelming pressure instantly loomed over her.
"Not a problem? Is that really what you think?"
Callian thought Claude was just getting angry. Rather than dwell on this, she had actually heard that there was a super huge horse ranch at the academy.
"Don't change the subject. Go to eighth grade. Going straight to ninth grade is too rushed. If you enter ninth grade before adapting to academy life, you'll spend the entire next year buried in books."
It would have been fine if he had just explained it properly from the start.
Claude tilted his head and let out a whistle. The next second, a horse came galloping towards the two of them. Callian had just raised her hand, about to greet it, when Claude lifted a hand to stop her.
"It will bite you."
So this horse would only get close to its own master. But in the blink of an eye, he saw the look of anticipation on Callian's face.
"Do you want to ride it?"
But the next second, he was immediately refused. Those tightly pressed lips were glistening, and it made him recall those beautiful memories again.
Seriously, doesn't he have any self-awareness at all?
This suddenly shortened distance made Callian's eyes go wide in shock.
"Why, Your Grace? Young Duke, there's something on your lips."
"W— What is it? Let's tour the academy another time."
The moment he turned his head away, the tips of his ears had already turned red.
At that moment, the household guards came looking for them. Claude quickly sent Callian away.
"His Majesty the Emperor said that if the duke family's private soldiers were incorporated into the capital security force, then Your Grace, young duke, could personally take charge of commanding them. The criminal who harmed Miss Marilyn probably has not fled far yet. The person is very likely hiding in Ruber. We must find someone who is very familiar with the roads, and act tonight at once."