Luo Ya actually didn't know how many people there were in the Creation School, a special branch of the Summoning School. It was better to say that he was busy day and night, and even late at night, so he didn't pay attention to it. But he didn't pay attention to it, but others did.
For example, Lillian, as a third-year student, she was very clear about the situation in the Creation School. Today was the first class, but it was basically impossible to avoid Luo Ya in the future combat practice, so the girl was somewhat resistant to this course.
After entering the Summoning School classroom, the black-haired girl went directly to the seat reserved in advance by the Purple Rose School members. More than a dozen Austin nobles surrounded Lillian, so Luo Ya naturally couldn't get close. And considering the girl's attitude, he would just be asking for trouble if he went over.
But what Luo Ya didn't expect was that he was also surrounded.
As a first-year student who got the first place in the history of the entrance ceremony, Luo Ya was a student of the Creation School. Therefore, this place became a gathering place for people with Luo Ya as their goal. Sitting in the center of the last row, before he had time to react, there was already a lot of singing and dancing around him.
"Nice to meet you, Luo Ya, I am …"
"Luo Ya, do you have time for lunch later?"
"After becoming a Ringbearer, you need people, right? I can help you."
"Eh? Ah, thank you, but sorry, I don't have such plans for the time being. "
Surrounded by a group of girls, the black-haired boy showed an elegant aristocratic smile on his face, constantly declining the kindness of the nearby girls. On the surface, he was at ease, but in fact, he was exhausted.
Since a few years ago, Luo Ya almost didn't deal with girls at aristocratic banquets. The main reason was that Nuo Aier and Ai Lisi were at the banquets held by the Theocracy. The two of them fought fiercely, and other people couldn't get involved at all. In Rose, Xia Luote's family was the dominant one, so it was really a long time ago that he was surrounded by so many girls.
Luo Ya couldn't cope with the excessive number of questions and invitations, which made him understand the importance of faction members for the first time.
Sometimes, Ringbearers really needed protection. For example, Lillian could attend classes or do her own things under the protection of her faction members. Meanwhile, Luo Ya, who was all alone, could only personally deal with these suitors.
And it wasn't just ordinary pursuers. There were people with bad intentions, scum girls who wanted to take advantage of him, and green tea girls who liked to seduce men to prove their charm. There were all kinds of people mixed in, making it hard to distinguish between good and bad.
After such a torment, Luo Ya could be said to be physically and mentally exhausted by the time class was over. He was only saved when Nuo Aier came to find him.
Miss Angel's pupils shrank when she saw the group of girls surrounding Luo Ya. The Theocracy nobles around her were very self-aware. They didn't need to be ordered to directly swarm forward and use their bodies to block the crowd for Luo Ya.
"I say, it's about time for Blue Rose's faction to recruit people. If this goes on, you won't be able to attend classes."
"Indeed. My apologies, Nuo Aier. You've been a great help."
The blonde princess glanced at the dissatisfied vixens and nodded slightly, not taking them seriously at all. As a matter of fact, this motley crew wasn't the reason why she came here. She was only here to see how Luo Ya was getting along with the other Rose.
The nearby students came and went. Soon, the black-haired girl walked out of the classroom accompanied by the crowd. Nuo Aier and the others naturally attracted Lillian's attention.
Under the gaze of Lillian's purple pupils, Nuo Aier reached out and grabbed Luo Ya's hand as if declaring sovereignty, using practical actions to show that he was under her protection. But facing this behavior, Lillian didn't say anything. She simply swept a glance at the two of them and shifted her gaze away.
Nuo Aier and Lillian were of different grades and didn't know each other, so they didn't intend to greet each other. The two groups brushed past each other. Lillian didn't look at them and seemed to be uninterested in them. Nuo Aier followed her all the way until she disappeared.
"Luo Ya, that woman didn't do anything to make things difficult for you, did she?"
"No, no, not at all."
Or rather, she gave him a lot of help.
The black-haired young man answered with a guilty conscience. Upon hearing this, Nuo Aier heaved a sigh of relief, held his hand, and revealed a smile.
"That's good. Then, according to the agreement, you'll accompany me at noon today, right?"
The princess said. Her blue pupils squinted excitedly as if they were sparkling. Many of the nearby boys saw this and walked away with envious expressions. However, facing the familiar gaze of a predator, the young man's heart inexplicably skipped a beat, and he was instantly alerted.
Lunch, danger!
In the busy streets at noon, Lillian Akeman returned to her residence surrounded by the nobles of Austin.
The junior students had to rush to lunch due to schoolwork, but for the senior students who were relatively free and had no classes in the afternoon, it was a good choice to miss the peak of the crowd. As for Lillian, she didn't need to go to the high-class restaurant in the school because the imperial chef of the Austin Royal Family was in the building under her feet.
Among the three princes and princesses of the Austin Empire who had the right to inherit, Lillian's identity was particularly noble. Her father was the emperor of the empire, and her mother was born in the Salen Family, a Duke family that had been passed down from the second era. They had been the ruling class since the human migration to the west a thousand years ago. They were also one of the few great nobles that formed the new Austin Empire.
Such an identity was basically the end of the line in the empire that believed in the pureblood theory. Naturally, she would receive preferential treatment. The imperial chef of the palace was just the tip of the iceberg.
However, unlike usual when she ate alone, Lillian's exclusive building, the Linglong Pavilion, welcomed a rare guest today.
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