Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 12 The pretty girl is you!
Violet Academy is also known as Oran Royal Academy. The reason is that violet is a symbol of the royal family, and the college was founded by members of the royal family.

Its geographical location in the royal capital has great political significance. The school has a history of more than 600 years, and has produced countless strong men who are famous in surrounding countries and even the Eastern Continent.

Every year, a large number of exchange students come to and from neighboring countries. In particular, the Beifeng Empire, the Kingdom of Elantishi, and the Paracel Islands Alliance, which have bordering territories, have the largest number of people.

Occasionally, exchange students from the Luolin Empire, the Lane Alliance, and the Dragon Court would appear from afar.

These people came to Violet Academy not just to study, but also to collect intelligence and conduct inspections.

The ancient Violet Kingdom is like an aging giant. Although its size is huge, its national power cannot be said to be strong. It is more like a kingdom formed by the joining of countless noble lords, and the king is just the largest lord promoted by the public.

Compared to the feudal centralized system of the Beifeng Empire, which was integrated up and down, the Oran Kingdom was like a piece of loose sand.

In recent years, the expansion ambitions of neighboring countries have become apparent, and border frictions have become increasingly fierce. The Violet Kingdom is on the defensive, tired of dealing with various temptations.

Crowds gathered on the playground, as if something big had happened. When Mi Jiaan passed by, he faintly heard someone shouting.

"Stop talking nonsense and come up to compete if you have the skills."

You people from Violet Academy only know how to talk? "

The exchange student from the North Wind Empire occupied the center of the playground, marked the duel venue, and threatened to challenge the masters of the Violet Academy.

This year’s ranking battle for each class is to avoid bloodshed. The school deliberately staggered the time and found a reason to send away exchange students from various countries. However, when they learned the news, the current scene happened.

The burly exchange student from the North Wind Empire knocked away the challenger with one blow.

"Weak, too weak!"

The strong man, who was over two meters tall, was on average more than thirty centimeters taller than the people around him. The whole body is covered with bulging muscles, giving people the impression of being extremely strong. Wearing a thin gray vest, his thick arms were covered with black mane.

The North Wind Empire is located in the colder north. The climate is harsh and the folk customs are tough. All the countries in the mainland regarded them as barbarians.

"Who else!"

"Cowards of the Oran Kingdom, don't you know how to use real weapons?"

"Take up your swords!"

In order to stir up the emotions of the spectators and expand the influence of the challenge, some trash talk is indispensable. But after all, it's on the opponent's territory, so it won't go too far.

Alto tried his best to recite the lines he had prepared in advance and looked around.

"Young pretty boy, you're just a fool! Don't think that I can't see you when you're hiding among women..."

No matter where he goes, Mi Jiaan is the most eye-catching presence among the crowd. With perfect looks and innate aristocratic temperament, it is natural to attract attention.

The crowd moved aside with a roar, leaving only Mi Jia'an alone in the middle.

Mi Jia'an's eyes were stunned, and he tentatively raised his finger and pointed at himself: "You called me?"

"That's right!" Alto held up a specially made huge wooden sword and pointed at Mi Jia'an provocatively: "Come up and fight!"

"I'm sorry, I'm a spell caster! The sword on my body is just for decoration." Mi Jia'an snapped his fingers, and flames jumped out of his hands.

A look of deep disappointment appeared on Alto's face, and he tilted his head and spat: "It turns out he is a useless pretty boy."

Mi Jiaan twitched the corner of his mouth and tried to blend in with the crowd again, but everyone around him automatically stepped aside.

Fortunately, Alto did not continue to pester, and locked his eyes on another pretty boy.

The handsome red-haired young man put his hands in the pockets of his black school uniform jacket with a disdainful expression on his face.

"Boy, tell me your name..." The tip of the giant sword pointed at the opponent provocatively.

"Hongfeng family, Iska." The red-haired young man received the same treatment as Mi Jia'an and stood alone in the center: "Barbarian, you are sure you want to fight me." "Stop talking nonsense and draw your sword!" Alto's voice was like thunder.

Iska's eyes turned cold. As a warrior, he had no reason to avoid fighting. Unless you give up your family's glory and become the laughing stock of everyone. Then, completely lose everything.

The moment the inscribed sword was unsheathed, a dazzling red light burst out. The fire magic element is attached to the hilt of the sword, blending into the transparent flames, and the length is increased by one-third out of thin air.

"Die to me! Barbarian..."

Alto raised the corners of his mouth excitedly and stared at the falling sword: "Yes, that's how it should be."

The wooden sword in his hand, which looked like a door panel, easily parried the opponent's slashes. His powerful momentum exploded, and his muscle strength increased greatly.

Iska barely managed to parry Alto's heavy attack. After a few moves, he flew backwards like the previous player. He rolled a few times in the snow, gasping for breath with difficulty.

I lost feeling in my left arm and felt a sharp pain in my ribs. If not treated soon, it could be career-ending.

"A pretty boy is a pretty boy, he's really weak and pitiful..."

While winning, don't forget to offer a taunt. Alto carried the heavy wooden sword, raised his bearded chin, and looked down at the opponent who fell to the ground.

Several school doctors in the crowd quickly gathered around.

In fact, similar competition injuries are relatively common in the academy. Iska's condition is not too serious, but the exchange student Alto obviously has reservations.

Mi Jiaan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was affected by the words for no reason. After watching it for a while, I found it boring.

Forget it, go home for dinner...

No. 17 Elm Street, the residence of the Langton family.

Yin Fei sat in front of the wide mirror and let the stylist Zelita behind her help her do her hair.

The fox maid has an orange-red tail and natural smiling lips. Even if her face is expressionless, the corners of her mouth will show a slightly upward gesture, which seems to be a bit naturally humble and flattering, but her eyes are a bit cold and indifferent.

"Miss Yinfei, are you sure you'll let me do it?"

"Yes, I don't understand either..."

"Your hair is very short. It needs to be a little longer in the future. It should reach the shoulder position to look better."

Zelita took the comb and kept straightening Yin Fei's messy hair. With some simple care and pruning, it looks much more pleasing to the eye. The hair on both sides is braided into two braids.

"Your craftsmanship is really good." Yin Fei praised sincerely.

"Thank you for the compliment." Zelita still maintained a smiling expression: "I am responsible for the overall image management, and the hairstyle is only a separate part. Miss Yinfei has a very good foundation, better than many aristocratic ladies I have met..."

The door handle turned, and Mi Jiaan walked in humming a song, his eyes scanning the three people present.

"Master!" Lan Lan stood up from the sofa.

"Bring the food from the private dining room later. I will eat in the room from now on." Mi Jiaan ordered.

The blue-haired maid shook her ice-blue tail.

Mi Jia'an stood behind the mirror and looked at Yin Fei quietly. Her previous image was not very good, but now it is very close, with only mediocre shortcomings.

"Master, I hope to be fully responsible for Miss Yinfei's styling design from now on."

The fox girl applied precious skin care products on the face of the half-elf girl and asked without looking back.

"That's right..."

(End of this chapter)