The three of them walked side by side through the corridor between several teaching buildings.
At this time, there were no other students passing by—probably everyone was already seated in the classrooms.
Lijie’s cat-like delicate face showed no sign of panic.
She even had the leisure to admire the blooming beauty of the courtyard.
Linda, however, was panicking to death, looking at Lijie one moment and at Roman the next.
Yet Roman’s reaction wasn’t much different from Lijie’s.
But unlike Lijie, who maintained elegance at all times, Roman simply hadn’t adapted to the identity of a student yet.
He was still in the stage of feeling novelty, looking left and right, with clear eyes occasionally flashing with nostalgia and hope.
What a strange experience.
Roman thought.
In his previous life, he had dropped out of school early due to family reasons.
He hadn’t even had a chance to properly experience student life before he was inexplicably thrown into the big dye vat of society.
After several thrilling experiences and inner trials, he barely managed to stay untainted by the filth, living on with basic dignity.
He didn’t expect…
In this world, he actually had the chance to make up for the regret of dropping out in his previous life.
If he remembered correctly, before he left school, he had always been an excellent student in both character and academics.
The teacher knew about his difficult family situation and felt sorry for him, taking extra care of him in daily life.
Every time he went to the office, the young and beautiful English teacher would smile and reward him with some snacks.
Whenever he got a perfect score on a dictation or exam, she would gently pat his head from behind.
That was almost the only light in Lin Xuan’s life during those days, something he could find solace in.
During puberty, under the influence of that teacher, his aesthetic preferences were shaped.
Strong on the outside but gentle on the inside, he really liked such gentle, intellectual older women.
Especially having lost his mother’s love at an early age, his longing for these things was even stronger.
Although he was unfortunate in his family, he was unusually popular at school.
Boys liked to borrow his homework to copy, and girls used that excuse to get closer to him.
Unfortunately, he had no interest in girls his age.
Even more so now.
As he was reminiscing alone and feeling comforted, a ringing “ding-ling-ling” of the bell startled him.
Almost reflexively, Roman entered the role of a student, and his slow pace turned into a jog.
Seeing Roman move first, Linda no longer felt embarrassed.
She even took the opportunity to grab Roman’s hand, pretending to help as classmates and dragging him along.
Behind them, Lijie watched the scene in front and pursed her lips in silence.
***
In the etiquette class classroom.
The tiered lecture hall was already filled with students.
From bottom to top, it was full of beautiful girls in identical uniforms, creating a sense of spring’s vibrance.
If you didn’t know, you’d never believe all these girls were high-ranking supernaturals—the most renowned Holy Key Knights of the Holy Light Church.
With the ringing of the bell, the lively chatter instantly vanished.
In a classroom of about a hundred, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
Clearly, in the eyes of the Knight Princesses, this class’s teacher possessed overwhelming authority.
Soon, following the bell, the etiquette teacher entered through the front door with lesson plans in hand.
Without a doubt, she was a true beauty—wearing black-rimmed glasses on her nose, exuding intellect, with snow-white hair, blue eyes, and commanding high heels.
Her long, tight legs moved one after another, wrapped in shiny black stockings from toes to thighs, drawing a stunningly sexy silhouette with each step.
The white lab coat she wore floated in the air with the sound of her clicking heels, giving off a somewhat awe-inspiring presence.
Holding the lesson plan in one hand and the other in her coat pocket, she swept her gaze emotionlessly over the girls present.
“Since time’s up, I’ll start the roll call—”
“Here!”
The woman’s words were sharply interrupted, her brows furrowing as she looked toward the three students who had hurried in by the front door.
Clearly, the loud respondent could only be that troublemaker, Linda.
The woman looked at her coldly, arms crossed, saying nothing.
Under the icy blue gaze, Linda felt frozen, standing stiff and lowering her head in surrender.
“Present.”
Lijie, however, showed no sign of intimidation, placing a hand over her chest and speaking respectfully, without a hint of apology for being late.
“Knight Lijie, come in.”
“Yes.”
With an elegant and decisive stride, the tall leather boots clicked loudly on the floor.
Under the reflected sunlight, the golden straight hair on Lijie’s shoulders shimmered beautifully, making her appear noble and outstanding with every step.
Amid the envious stares of the Knight Princesses, Lijie silently took her seat in the front row of the lecture hall.
This guy… ran off on her own again.
Linda thought with a hint of grievance.
But today, she didn’t feel as embarrassed as usual—because Her Highness was beside her, sharing the punishment.
“Knight Linda, do I look… funny to you?”
The woman addressed as Professor suddenly asked.
“Ah?”
Linda looked up in confusion, her delicate face framed by short black hair.
Her reaction drew soft laughter from the assembled Knight Princesses.
“I asked, what were you laughing at just now?”
The woman pressed on.
“I…”
Linda was stumped.
She couldn’t possibly say she smiled because Her Highness was being punished alongside her, as if they were a close pair, right?
“So, can I assume you’re provoking me?”
The woman asked quietly.
“Arriving late, interrupting my roll call—I can consider it a challenge from you, Knight Linda, can’t I?”
“Because I’ve always… targeted you and nitpicked at you, so now you…”
“That’s not it.”
This gentle yet firm voice brought silence to the room.
Who…
Who dared to interrupt the Professor head-on?
The Knight Princesses looked over curiously—only to see the graceful and beautiful Roman beside Linda.
Just like them, Linda, who had been withdrawn, was instantly jolted awake by Roman’s voice, staring in a daze filled with gratitude.
“And you… who are you?”
The woman scrutinized Roman, frowning.