I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

5. The Third Year’s Change of Heart

After almost running away with all my might, I returned to the dorm and lay on the hard bunk bed, basically sleepless all night. Then, as soon as the day began to dawn the next morning, I confirmed that my roommate Kefir had woken up and immediately rushed out of the dorm to stick close to him—to stay within the range of the protagonist’s halo, to avoid sudden death.

However, since I usually follow Kefir around whenever I have time, he didn’t seem puzzled by my clingy behavior this time, at most just a bit shy. It was still early morning, and Kefir had already taken me to his teacher—Professor Moriarty’s office, to discuss his own matters with the mature lass.

At this moment, inside the office.

“Kefir, your grades in the second year at the Rubiyanka Academy are now sufficient. Although the knowledge and training you’re receiving are basically far beyond the academy’s scope, this is still the premier academy of the Rossiya Empire. They won’t allow any student to stagnate. Those who don’t have enough grades to advance face expulsion.”

The professor was earnestly explaining Kefir’s future to her, and it wasn’t an exaggeration, because the script indeed told me: Kefir’s academic journey at the Rubiyanka Academy, and her role as the protagonist becoming increasingly stronger, the “leveling up,” were closely linked.

“However, the Rossiya Empire is different from the Da Ying Empire; they don’t judge one’s strength based on ‘class.’ To be precise, the Rossiya Empire, with its rare magical attributes, seldom judges ‘class.’ Their criteria are fighting and… exams.”

Moriarty said this, hands crossed, propping up her chin, scrutinizing Kefir through her glasses.

“‘Fighting’ is a tradition in Rossiya, it’s just about who’s more formidable, and I’m not worried about that. What’s more important for you is the exam. You need to prepare well, after all, the exams in the Rossiya Empire… are quite unreliable.”

The “academy,” such a classic setting, coupled with Moriarty’s detailed explanation to Kefir, as expected, the script indeed provided Kefir’s path to “level up.”

【After Kefir struggled through the difficult exams, she became a third-year student at the Rubiyanka Academy, with the opportunity to participate in more events.】

If Kefir’s previous “adventure” was in that writing relic read as a copy, then this time, Kefir’s adventure was in this academy. Was it resolving some major academy event? Or encountering a formidable opponent and ultimately counter-killing? I really couldn’t delve into these scripts, and my current situation…

“Charlatan?”

Suddenly, Kefir’s awkward concern reached my ears.

“What’s wrong with you, daydreaming all the time. If you’re bored, go out and brawl with those bare-chested men.”

She must want me dead…

“It’s nothing, just daydreaming.”

I quickly shook my head.

Indeed, on my first day, I stirred up the Rossiya Empire’s hornet’s nest—the great Emperor Ivan of Rossiya, Leti. I couldn’t tell Kefir about it yet.

Ivan Leti, in the script, she’s a tyrant so overbearing that she could even be called despotic. That being said, after Leti set her sights on me last night, she didn’t take advantage of the moment she was riding on my shoulders to blow my head off with a gun. The “certain death script” that I didn’t even know about was changed by something I said, and Leti didn’t shoot me.

Unlike those small fry extras and minor villains I encountered before, this time Ivan Leti in the script is a well-known BOSS, not someone Kefir can easily deal with just by waving her sword in front of me.

Not to mention Kefir is currently on her own path to “level up.” Unless I’m out of my mind, I wouldn’t disturb my own pillar of support, disturb the protagonist’s leveling up. After all, only if Kefir is stronger, can the protagonist’s halo keep me safer. When Kefir becomes supremely powerful, reigning supreme over heaven and earth, why should I panic?

Seeing my dull, “not so smart” reaction, Kefir sighed helplessly and then looked at Moriarty.

“Teacher, can you also apply for him to enter the training ground?”

Clearly, Kefir meant to “take me to the skies, let me soar.” If it were before, I’d probably wake up laughing from a dream, but not this time. As the favored daughter of heaven, Kefir should just focus on doing what a protagonist should do. As for the mess I’ve made that might affect Kefir’s “level up,” I have to solve it myself, otherwise, I’d just be a freeloading pretty boy, wouldn’t I?

“Kefir,” I suddenly raised my voice, “I won’t disturb your training. You must be tired of hearing me shout ‘666’ by now, right? You’ve just had a breakthrough in magic, I can’t be there giving unsolicited advice.”

“Not at all!”

With that, Kefir’s face turned red, and she hurriedly turned her head to look at Moriarty.

“Charlatan! What nonsense are you spouting in front of the professor!?”

The legitimate midget professor was quite perceptive; she was now sitting in her chair, pretending to clean her glasses, and even put on a smile that said, “I’ll just quietly watch you two throw dog food.”

Knowing that things would only get worse, Kefir stomped her foot in frustration.

“Forget it! I won’t bother with you anymore! If you can’t keep up later, don’t say I didn’t give you a chance now! Professor!”

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“How’s it, the newlywed couple broke up?”

“There was no fight! Not at all! It’s not a newlywed couple! Please guide me, okay? Don’t bother with this idiot!”

Kefir, already flustered and a bit incoherent, glared at me, then red-faced, dragged Morati, who was still eager to watch the show, out of the office.

“You’re supposed to come out too! Next, I need to go to the training grounds to adapt to the new seven-tier magic’s intensity, and you…”

“I’ll just take a stroll, okay? I just happened to run into an interesting course at the academy.”

I replied in a completely serious tone, then looked at Kefir, who seemed slightly dissatisfied, possibly also feeling “regretful,” and hesitated to leave.

It’s not that I “abandoned” Kefir, even if the script is already full of “die, die, die” moments. I should be holding onto Kefir’s leg throughout. However, something unexpected has happened at the beginning.

【Ivan Lety has already arrived at Lubianka Academy, specifically to find Evyliad.】

Gosh…

I’m clearly being manipulated by this tyrannical brat. Now, I can only grit my teeth and go, then… use the script, experience, or my dashing face, worried expression, and gallant demeanor to pacify this brat, so that she doesn’t appear in the script with “kill me” moments.

By then, I’ll be really in a pickle.

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