Maybe it’s because she only slept for three and a half hours, so her head still hurts a bit?
Aier really wanted to just flop down and keep sleeping, but today was the official start of classes at the Academy—she couldn’t skip it.
With the carriage driver that Xie Yier had arranged in advance, Aier arrived at the Academy right on time.
Aier practically floated out of the carriage, swaying as she forced herself to stay awake, her feet landing on the clean stone-paved avenue.
The first class today was Etiquette Class. After all, most new students every year were commoners.
The first lesson was etiquette, meant to keep them from offending any Noble due to a lack of manners.
Inside the spacious and bright tiered classroom, the Etiquette Professor was explaining, in a rigid and precise tone, the differences in how Nobles of various ranks greeted each other.
Aier sat in a back corner, struggling to pry open her heavy eyelids.
The Professor’s monotonous voice, the dull chirping of birds outside the window, and the warm afternoon sunlight shining gently on her face.
Aier felt her head grow heavier and heavier, the world before her eyes gradually blurring.
In the end, she couldn’t resist the exhaustion. Her body slumped, her forehead lightly bumping against the cold, hard edge of her desk, and just like that, she drifted off into dreamland.
As expected, the soundly sleeping Aier was caught red-handed by the Patrol Teacher.
Patrol Teacher: Blood pressure ↑
I can’t believe I’ve worked for over twenty years and today I actually encounter such a brazen student?!
The Patrol Teacher showed no mercy, dragging Aier out of the classroom.
“Which family are you from? Didn’t anyone in your family ever teach you proper manners in public?”
Just from Aier’s Noble Attire, the teacher was sure she had to be the offspring of some family.
To dare sleep so blatantly in the classroom of the Empire’s top academy—this wasn’t just some ordinary spoiled brat! Time to come down hard!
“As a distinguished Noble of the Empire, do you have no shame? How dare you disgrace your family like this?”
Aier’s ears buzzed from the shouting, and her drowsiness was startled away quite a bit.
She steadied herself, trying hard to make her voice sound less shaky.
“Re-Report, Professor, I’m not feeling well. Today… I only managed to fall asleep at 4 a.m. I really… really just can’t summon the energy…”
“Four in the morning?!” The teacher’s eyes went round, so angry he laughed, “Hmph! Did you go fight beasts last night? What could possibly keep you up so late in the Royal Capital?!”
“Last night… ugh…” Aier’s lips moved, a wave of intense shame and dizziness flooding over her again.
I can’t just say I was piloting all night until dawn, right…
Just as she was stuck in this awkward moment, Aier suddenly felt something erupt from all over her body.
Countless tiny yet sharp prickling sensations surged toward her head.
Aier only felt a blinding white light explode before her eyes, a piercing buzzing ringing in her ears—and then she lost consciousness.
She didn’t even have time to cry out before her body went limp and she collapsed toward the ground.
“You—”
Teacher: Are you treating me like an idiot?
“Professor, did she just die or something?” A voice, carrying a bit of curiosity and a bit of panic, sounded from the side.
Donna had somehow slipped out at some point.
She squatted down, reached out her fair fingers, and curiously poked Aier’s cheek.
“Huh? She’s so hot!” Donna exclaimed.
The teacher was startled. Was this for real?
He quickly squatted down, placing a hand on Aier’s forehead to check her temperature.
“No way… is she really burning up? Are the Empire’s young people these days really this fragile?”
“Professor, I’ll take her to the Medical Room.” Donna volunteered eagerly.
The teacher turned to raise an eyebrow at her.
Trying to sneak away, are you?
But seeing Donna’s attire, she was obviously a Noble Lady too, and keeping her in Etiquette Class didn’t seem all that necessary.
“Hmph, fine, you two go.”
“Hehe. Thank you, Professor!” Donna’s eyes instantly lit up, like two sparkling orange gems.
She bent down, a sly expression on her face, and whispered softly, “Excuse me, little kitty.”
Then, under the teacher’s astonished, almost eyeballs-popping gaze, Donna’s slender waist dipped, her arms moving in a precise, powerful arc under Aier’s armpits and knees, and then…
She actually hoisted Aier—who was nearly the same height and weight as herself—onto her shoulder as if lifting a sack of feathers!
Aier’s golden hair hung limply, swaying gently with Donna’s steps, just like a life-sized doll being carried away.
Teacher: Are all the children from the Family of Teluowei Si this freakishly strong?
Medical Room
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Before the School Doctor inside could even respond, Donna had already walked right in, easily laying Aier down on the bed she herself had used yesterday.
“You two again?” The School Doctor couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t tell me you’re getting back at her, so you ran her ragged like this today?”
Donna looked aggrieved. “How could I? She just suddenly fainted, how can you blame me?”
The School Doctor didn’t press further and immediately started examining Aier.
She was surprised to find that only Aier’s head was hot; everywhere else was normal.
“Huh?”
“How is she?” Donna leaned in anxiously.
“It’s like some kind of potion reacted together,” the School Doctor said uncertainly.
“Ah? So what do we do?”
“I’ll give her some Etiquette Potion first. You go buy her something cold to drink, to help cool her down.”
The School Doctor quickly settled on a plan.
“I’ll go buy ice cream!”
Donna immediately dashed out of the Medical Room, rushing to the cafeteria to buy ice cream.
“Heh, she sure is quick on her feet.”
This clearly piqued the School Doctor’s interest.
In just a few minutes, Donna came running back from the cafeteria, an ice cream bar clamped in her mouth.
Her arm carried a heavy Bamboo Basket, piled so high with all kinds of ice cream that it was nearly overflowing.
“You bought this much?”
The School Doctor glanced at the heap of pricey ice cream, estimating it to be worth nearly ten Silver Coins.
That was almost a month’s living expenses for an ordinary student. A girlfriend like this is rarer than a lantern-lit treasure hunt…
“Here, I even got you an ice cream, Doctor.”
Donna, biting her snow cone, took out an ice cream from the basket and handed it to the School Doctor.
She immediately turned to the still-lying Aier, asking with concern, “How is she?”
This ice cream was a truly expensive Noble treat—even the School Doctor at the Royal Academy only got to taste it on rare occasions.
But then again, Donna was the kind of person who could eat so much ice cream she wound up in the hospital, so the School Doctor didn’t stand on ceremony.
The School Doctor looked at the creamy, smooth vanilla ice cream in her hand, then at the golden-haired girl breathing steadily on the bed, and finally at the Noble Lady in front of her whose mind was clearly not on answering questions.
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