Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 119 Exam
After the written test is completed, the test papers are corrected on the spot, and only those who pass the written test can proceed to the actual combat level. During this period, candidates are not allowed to walk around at will, and must gather in a hall, like a small buffet banquet, with food and drinks on the table , Many acquainted candidates sat together and talked.

Felisa was quite confident in her answer, and seeing that there was no one she knew in the audience, she found a secluded place to sit down, and motioned for Asalez to sit beside her.

This was against the rules, and of course Asalez was not a rule-abiding person, so he unceremoniously sat down beside Felisa.

"Do you need me to get something for the eldest lady?" He asked Felisa in a low voice. It was almost noon, and it was time to prepare lunch.

Felisa leaned her head on Azalez's shoulder and shook her head: "No hurry, just wait."

A lot of people gathered around the table to get food, and Felisa didn't want to attract attention at this time.

She has already felt a lot of gazes falling on her corner, either sneering or pointing.

There is always a price to be paid for being unique, and Felisa understands this very well, but she really doesn't want to pay attention to those comments or ridicule.

Not escaping, but avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Asalez pampered her very much, and knew what she was thinking, so he acted as a human-shaped stake for her to rely on.

But it doesn't mean that if you avoid it, trouble won't find you.

After all, even without the matter of Felisa's cross-level exam, she is enough to be hated.

An orphan girl who has no foundation and no support in the royal city, but relies on the uppermost circle of the aristocratic class. Even if she is now isolated by Wang Cheng's entire aristocratic class, and no one has invited her to any dances and tea parties, but She is still rock solid.

Because she only needs to grasp the resources of two girlfriends, Safi and Nancy.

No one knows how Safie and Nancy, two people who are generally evaluated as freaks by noble girls, are flattered by Felisa, but there is no doubt that as long as they are backed by these two big trees, no one will move Not Felicia.

How can this not make people jealous.

A noble lady was holding a goblet with fruit juice in her hand. She and another lady were talking and laughing as they walked towards this side, as if they were going to pass the aisle in front of Felisa and sit on the sofa at the other end. Down.

There was nothing unusual about this, but when the young lady walked in front of Felisa, she staggered and seemed to be sprained. The wine glass in her hand tilted, and the juice inside splashed towards Felisa.

The young lady also let out a deliberate exclamation.

Such a small trick is boring and childish, but it is indeed annoying. The splashing of this glass of juice will not cause any substantial damage to her, and will only make her another thing they can laugh at after dinner.

Even so, Felisa didn't want to be splashed by this glass of juice, just changing clothes would be extremely troublesome, so she didn't want to be watched like a monkey here wearing wet and sticky clothes.

The other party was not stupid, but she was certain that she would not have time to cast spells in such a short period of time, but how could she just wait to be humiliated like this.

Her elementary spell requires only two words.

Tapping her wand in mid-air, she said, "Negative Wind."

A small hurricane swirled the fruit juice and rushed back at the young lady, splashing it on her school uniform in an instant, the white school uniform was stained with blue stains.

This time she made a genuine exclamation.

Felisa didn't intend to be too extreme, otherwise she would still want to splash this glass of juice on her face.

Originally, I wanted to see other people laugh at me, but in the end I became a joke instead.

The lady was ashamed and indignant, and stared at Felisa with anger and hatred: "You are so brave!"

Felisa closed her eyes, not responding to her at all.

Azalez raised his index finger to his lips, and said with a smile: "Please also ask this lady to be quiet. I woke up my eldest lady. I don't know what I can do."

Although he was smiling, he seemed harmless to humans and animals, but it made people feel palpitating inexplicably. The lady couldn't help taking a few steps back to avoid meeting Azales' eyes.

She is the daughter of the viscount family, but her father is the second son without inheritance rights, so this means that after the next viscount succeeds, her father will leave the family. It is not a good thing to lose the blessing of her parents, so she carefully I want to please other noble ladies I know, hoping to be accepted. Of course, it would be even better if I can have a good marriage.

Those high-ranking noble ladies are naturally unwilling to do this kind of offending work, so she will always take over the matter with winks. .

Azalez was not interested in haggling with her too much, but he was adhering to the principle that no one would offend me, and I would not offend others. Now that he had taught him a lesson, he withdrew his attention.

As for whether other people will come to find things again... He said that there are many ways to make people shut up, and there are many ways to make people die silently.

Maybe it was because Azalez was a student in the advanced class, and no one dared to make small moves anymore, but one or two must have been thinking about waiting to see that Felisa failed the exam.

Felisa couldn't see anything on the surface. She squinted her eyes and pretended to sleep for a while, then opened her eyes and asked Asalez to fetch some food for her.

She ate slowly, her movements were gentle and elegant, and it was impossible to tell from the etiquette that she was just the daughter of the lowest noble baron.

But Asalez noticed that she didn't actually eat much, nearly one-third less than usual.

"Eat some more." Asalez coaxed.

Felisa shook her head a little irritably: "With so many people staring at me, who can eat it?"

She had just heard someone pick a bone and say that when she was drinking soup, the arc of the little finger of the hand that picked up the spoon was not correct.

What she heard, Azarez naturally heard it too. If it were the demons, if someone dared to point and point like this, the powerful ones would have beaten them, and the weak ones... the demons would not point out the weak Pointing and pointing will only bully you positively.

It's a pity, this is the human race.

"The exam in the afternoon is actual combat, and it will be a disadvantage if you have an empty stomach," said Asalez. He took a fork, rolled up some macaroni and fed it to Felisa's mouth without any explanation. "Eat some more, at least some staple food."

Felisa pursed her lips in embarrassment, but seeing Azalez's expression on her face, she opened her mouth to eat.

Azalez repeated his old trick, forking another piece of steak that had been cut into chunks.

Felisa had no choice but to eat again.

When it was the third mouthful, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Feeding like Azalez seemed more... not in line with the rules?

(End of this chapter)