At this moment, on the other side of the world, within the Magic Academy.
“Uh…” Ye Xu scratched his face a bit awkwardly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable about being so close to another girl right in front of Isxila, whom he had just agreed to let pursue him not long ago.
But since Isxila had asked, he went ahead and introduced her.
“This is Anlor · Nazvit.”
“Oh?” Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Xu finished speaking, Isxila leaned forward with a curious look, then gazed at Anlor and asked, “So, that’s the second daughter of Duke Nazvit?”
“The Gulan Empire prince’s…”
“I’m not!!!”
Upon hearing Isxila’s words, Anlor immediately changed from her earlier timid and frightened demeanor, shouting loudly, which also surprised Ye Xu for a moment.
“Princess Selan, may I ask what this is…”
Although her thinking was a bit erratic, after yesterday’s interaction, in Ye Xu’s eyes, Anlor wasn’t the type of girl who would casually shout at others, lacking manners and upbringing.
For a moment, he turned his head to look at Isxila, puzzled about what she had just said.
And Isxila seemed to realize something, the hostility she had felt toward Anlor earlier dissipated, and her eyes took on a hint of pity and sympathy.
“About that…”
She glanced at Anlor, who was shrinking her head and staying by Ye Xu’s side, and seeing no opposition from her, Isxila sighed helplessly and asked Ye Xu, “Do you still remember the four great empires in the world today?”
To this, Ye Xu nodded.
On the current “Delayer Continent,” there were a total of four great empires.
The largest and most comprehensively powerful “Radiant Sun Empire,” with the return of the Night Princess, had stabilized the political situation relying on the power of the Eternal Night Knight Order.
The reborn empire didn’t immediately expand again or reclaim lost territories; instead, it proactively contracted, governing with diligence, reducing its occupied human world territory from 33% to 30%.
And besides the Radiant Sun Empire, there were three other nations on the continent that could be called empires, possessing the ability to independently develop and build Magitech Knights.
They were the youngest, born three hundred years ago, located in the central-eastern region of the human world, occupying about 9% of the territory, the “Yoser Empire.”
Born seven hundred years ago, with the largest area among the three empires excluding the Radiant Sun Empire, and the strongest comprehensive national power, located in the central-southern part of the continent, occupying 16% of the territory, the “Rokel Empire.”
And born over one thousand three hundred years ago, with the weakest comprehensive national power among the current empires, occupying the central-western region, 12% of the human world’s land, the “Gulan Empire.”
The three empires had formed an alliance with each other, jointly resisting the “Radiant Sun Empire” that occupied almost all of the northern territories of the human world.
The remaining 27 nations divided the remaining 33% of the human world’s territory.
This was the current landscape of the human world.
Of course, don’t just look at the data and think some nations were pitifully small.
Considering that the land of the Delayer Continent that had been explored by humans alone could already reach several times the total land area of Earth, even the smallest nation had territory much larger than the Neon or Koryo from Ye Xu’s previous world.
“What’s the problem with that?”
Ye Xu frowned, looking puzzled at Isxila and the inexplicably listless Anlor beside her.
“Because, if I’m not mistaken, this Anlor classmate should be the legendary fiancée of that great prince of the Gulan Empire, right?”
Isxila slightly covered her mouth, looking at the delicate and refined red-haired girl in front of her, her eyes momentarily revealing a sense of regret.
“I, I’ve said I’m not, I won’t go…” Anlor pursed her lips, showing an unwilling expression, but her tone wasn’t particularly firm, growing smaller and smaller until it was silent.
A fair and slender hand reached out, gently stroking Anlor’s head, and words that were plain and calm but at this moment emanated a soothing aura for the mind followed.
“If Anlor classmate doesn’t want to talk about it, then you don’t have to. After all, everyone has their own past and secrets that are hard to speak of.”
Seeing Anlor’s distress, Ye Xu subconsciously reached out, comforting her just as he had done and said to many people before.
“Moreover, I believe that Anlor classmate standing here now is already doing her utmost to escape it,
“Right?”
Like the true, rare and precious night-purple magical flower “Night Tan” that only bloomed at midnight, capable of granting all living beings tranquility and redemption from the depths of their hearts, Anlor’s unease quickly faded, leaving only layers of rippling waves and emotion in her eyes.
However, watching this scene, a trace of despair and helplessness welled up in the depths of Isxila’s eyes.
Great, the potential enemy she had just thought she didn’t need to worry about had now truly become an enemy.
Flirting as naturally as breathing, it was a miracle this bastard young master hadn’t been devoured clean by his group of female subordinates yet.
“…In short, that’s how it is.”
In an affordable restaurant in the food area, Anlor · Nazvit used this sentence to temporarily conclude her narration.
The plate in front of her was barely touched, clearly, the story just now had greatly affected her mood.
Isxila and Lol, even Ye Xu, looked at her with slight surprise.
Just earlier, after the four sat down and ordered, under Isxila’s subtle guidance and Ye Xu’s calm and gentle encouragement, Anlor finally recounted the story she carried.
Her identity as the second daughter of Duke Nazvit, and… that engagement like shackles binding her, forcibly betrothing her to the Gulan Empire’s great prince, Lomar · Gulan, who was over fifty and notoriously promiscuous.
“So, your reaction earlier was because of this?” Ye Xu took a sip of water, nodding in understanding.
He recalled the scene outside the classroom just now, where Isxila had merely mentioned “Gulan Empire prince,” and Anlor had excitedly shouted in denial.
“Mm…” Anlor lowered her head, her fingers twisting the hem of her clothes, “I don’t want any connection to him, even just having our names linked together feels disgusting.”
Isxila rested her chin on one hand, looking at the delicate and refined red-haired girl in front of her, a trace of imperceptible sympathy in her eyes. “I can understand. After all, that Highness’s ‘romantic affairs’ are even heard of in our country.”
She gently stirred the drink in her cup, changing the topic, “But as far as I know, the Nazvit family doesn’t seem to have the will or ability to resist the Gulan Empire. Anlor classmate, for you to be here now, you must have paid quite a price, right?”
“I…” Anlor pursed her lips, unwillingness flashing in her eyes, but more so a resolute determination to burn her boats, “I made a bet with my father.”
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