She continued her speech. After that, she said sothing that drew Noah’s attention.
"Student Damien Ashworth, Arisha Willow, Lyria Sunweave, Leonard Valtier, and Noah Eldritch... you all were the ones who handled the situation and fought against the enemy. So you have been summoned by the Principal. After this lecture, go and et him."
’Oh! Talk with Principal Adrian.’ Noah nodded as he was slightly interested in eting the Principal.
After that, Morgana left the class.
’It’s ti to et the Principal, I guess.’
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Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
Noah, Lyria, Leonard, and Arisha were walking toward the Principal’s office.
They were walking through the hallway. It was empty currently, since so other classes might have lectures
While among this group no one spoke. There was silence withing them But the silence was soon broken by Noah.
With a casual expression, he looked sideways and asked, "So... you guys are already good friends?"
He had nothing to talk about, so he chose a random topic.
With a slight smirk, Leonard replied, "Well, we are. It was not hard to beco friends since we were all top-ranking students. Strong ones co together faster."
His blonde hair was neatly combed, both hands tucked into his pockets.
The guy was more normal compared to the other gloomy students.
Not only him, but even Arisha and the others were not that bothered by the incident.
Not because they were insensitive, but because they knew they couldn’t afford to be weak. Just because of the deaths of students they didn’t even know.
It was amusing how strong they were, not only physically but ntally as well.
They were walking side by side. Leonard was on the far right. On his left was Damien.
On Damien’s left side was Lyria.
Today, she had woven her golden-blonde hair into a single, thick braid that cascaded down her back, nearly reaching her waist.
The sunlight streaming through the tall hallway windows caught every strand, making it shimr with a rich, lustrous glow.
Her soft pink eyes held a gentle warmth, and her fair skin seed to radiate an even brighter, almost luminous quality in the morning light.
Her figure was sothing that Noah could admire for hours.
’What a sight... she is really beautiful... befitting for being the female lead.’
Beside Lyria was Arisha.
Noah walked beside Arisha, their footsteps echoing softly down the corridor.
She moved with effortless grace, the first-year uniform fitting her tall curvious fra perfectly.
The ash gray blazer with its sharp red piping hugged her shoulders and waist, while the pleated skirt swayed gently around her long legs with every step, the fabric whispering against her skin.
Her striking violet hair cascaded down her back in rich, lustrous waves, catching the light like spilled ink laced with athyst. At nearly 175 centiters, she stood noticeably taller than most of the other first-years, her posture straight and regal.
A pair of cool, yellow eyes gazed forward with quiet indifference, sharp and luminous beneath long lashes. Her skin was pale and flawless, almost luminous, like fine porcelain under moonlight smooth, unblemished, and carrying an almost ethereal quality.
And about her figure, Noah didn’t even want to think about that.
With a calm but slightly sharp tone, Arisha asked while still looking forward, "What are you staring at, Noah?"
Noah didn’t stop looking at her. He continued to admire her beauty while walking ahead.
With a shaless calm expression, he replied, "You already know... why are you asking then?"
His crystal-like blue eyes were calm like the ocean. There was no bad intention in them.
With wide eyes, Leonard exclaid, "Damn! You really said that!"
Damien didn’t comnt. He simply watched from the side with curiosity.
Lyria glanced at Noah, then at Arisha, and then back at Noah, surprised.
Arisha turned her eyes toward Noah, eting his blue gaze.
With her usual indifferent tone, she said, "Hmm... just because you are handso doesn’t an it will work on . So don’t waste your ti."
For a mont there was silence again.
Leonard blinked.
Damien’s brows lifted slightly.
Even Lyria’s soft pink eyes widened a little.
Under his breath, Leonard muttered in disbelief, "...Did she just say handso?"
That single word echoed in their minds more than Noah’s shaless reply.
Noah himself seed slightly surprised for a brief second.
Then a small smile appeared on his face.
He finally looked forward, his expression calm and relaxed.
With a casual tone, he said, "Thanks for saying I am handso. But I was not trying to hit on you... even if you are extrely beautiful."
This ti, Lyria’s eyes widened even more.
Leonard almost choked on air.
Damien quietly observed, a faint hint of amusent appearing in his eyes.
Without missing a beat, Arisha replied while looking forward, "Look, you are trying again."
Noah raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression still calm.
With a steady voice, he said, "What trying? By no ans I am trying to impress or flirt with you. I was just stating the truth."
Leonard stopped walking for half a second.
In a low voice, he whispered, "...This guy is insane," and then quickly caught up.
Lyria looked between Noah and Arisha, clearly confused by how casually both of them were speaking.
Everyone knew that Arisha didn’t have a good impression of children from noble families, except for a few she personally knew.
By the reputation Noah possessed, they were surprised why she was acting so casually toward him.
Even Noah was surprised at first, but he simply thought her personality was just too cool.
Damien, on the other hand, crossed his arms slightly as he walked, observing Noah with interest.
With a calm and curious tone, Damien said, "You really don’t hesitate to say anything, do you?"
Noah shrugged lightly. "If it’s true, then why hesitate?"
Arisha glanced at him once more from the corner of her eyes.
For a brief mont, there was no change in her expression, but sothing flickered in her eyes.
Then it disappeared instantly.
"You talk too much," she said simply.
"And you listen too nicely," Noah replied without missing a chance.
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