I'm really a serious wizard.

Chapter 158 My Friend, You Are the Real Clown

Seeing the white-haired girl approaching, Wilson subconsciously straightened his collar.

Eileen Kelly, the youngest daughter of the Kingdom's Grand Councilor, was born with a face that made strangers want to stay away.

Whether it's family background or academic performance, they are both top-notch and stand out wherever they go.

It's fair to say that almost every student at Glenshire Tower has a crush on this fifth-year student.

"She nodded at me, Ron. Don't you think she fell in love with me at first sight?"

Hearing Wilson's weak yet tense voice, Ron was suddenly speechless.

This is what young male chefs are like: they always have pure and innocent fantasies about love.

Wilson

Seeing his face flushed with excitement, Ron wanted to remind him that women were a major taboo in the practice of magic.
But the words were on the tip of his tongue, and he swallowed them back down honestly.

Because no dream should be ridiculed or hindered!

Thinking about Mr. Victor and Mrs. Mattia's hopes for their son to succeed, and about Wilson's hard work in studying late into the night to get into this good university, Ron's eyes were full of worry.

Early romantic relationships are a major enemy of academic performance.

And young men like Wilson are easily manipulated by love.

This will render all of everyone's efforts futile.

'We can't let him be seduced by women; he must understand the dangers of love!'

Having made up his mind, the blond boy's face was filled with seriousness.
Seeing that Eileen Kelly was still more than ten meters away, he first tugged at Wilson's sleeve, then whispered:
"Does she like you? Should I go and ask her for you?"

"No way!" Wilson exclaimed first.

How can you ask such a question face-to-face?

Before he could give a reason, Ron grabbed his arm, his deep blue eyes full of sincerity.

"Wilson, if you want to pursue a girl, you have to be bold and careful. No one will like you like this."

"Besides, it's not embarrassing to have someone ask. If I don't go, wouldn't it be more embarrassing if you told them yourself?"

"Don't worry, that's how you pursue girls, you have to be thick-skinned!"

"These are all my dating experiences accumulated over the years!"

He spoke with great conviction.

Whether others believe these fabricated experiences or not, Ron certainly doesn't.

"Really?" Wilson, with his handsome features, swallowed hard.

Seeing this, Ron patted his arm and said nothing more, then strode forward.

Looking at the blond boy's resolute and tall back, Wilson felt a wavering in his heart.

Could it be that I've really misunderstood him all my life?
His breathing slowed, and his heart pounded wildly, exceeding its limit.
Wilson watched as the boy met Eileen Kelly.

Seeing that Ron had said something that made the aloof senior blush, she noticed a blush creeping up her cheeks.

Then he saw Ron point at himself.

The gaze of his crush fell upon him, causing Wilson to unconsciously straighten his cuffs.

Immediately afterwards, the two said something else,
I could only vaguely hear quantifiers like "one" or "two".

Finally, the aloof senior student with a "keep away" expression gracefully approached her and extended her right hand.

"Hello, my name is Erin Kelly, are you a fourth-grade student?"

A slight smile appeared on the white-haired girl's lips, like an ice crystal flower blooming in winter.

At that moment, Wilson suddenly felt like he was in love.

It actually worked!

Is this love?!

He was utterly astonished and instinctively looked at Ron, only to find the boy flashing a bright white smile and giving him a thumbs-up. "You're not my godfather, you're clearly my real father!!!"

"Hello, Wilson, I'm... I'm a senior student."

"No, I mean, my name is Wilson!"

"Wilson Zell".

Because of his nervousness, he stammered during his self-introduction and didn't even dare to look the girl in the eye.

However, Erin Kelly didn't seem to care.

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling as if twinkling with starlight, and said with a slight smile:

"From now on, we're friends!"

My friend, isn't this progressing too fast?
As a pure virgin who had never even touched a woman's hand, Wilson's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze instinctively drifted towards Ron.

The boy nodded slightly and gave two thumbs up.

At that moment, he unconsciously felt more confident.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Senior Eileen."

Wilson responded with what he considered a very cool smile.

Upon hearing this, the white-haired girl covered her mouth and chuckled, then put her hands behind her back and asked:
"Wilson, want to go to the library together?"

He asked me to go to the library with him. Is this what dating is?

The burly, handsome young man was deeply shaken, overwhelmed by a tremendous sense of happiness.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

He grinned foolishly, completely forgetting the purpose of his visit to the academy today.

Seeing this from afar, Ron smiled with satisfaction.

Just now, he quickly reached an agreement with his old customer, exchanging two different styles of second-hand underwear from Olivia for Wilson's "love".

Although the guild leader bore all the burdens, perhaps this is the duty that a "legendary" powerhouse should fulfill.

After all, it's totally worth it to teach the students of Stardust Academy in this way!
Thoughts flashed through his mind one after another. Watching Wilson, who seemed to have his soul stolen and was completely manipulated by the white-haired girl, Ron's smile grew even brighter.

He trailed far behind the two until he was stopped by the guards at the academy gate.

"No entry without a pass."

The gatekeeper was a middle-aged man in his forties, with a rather old-fashioned appearance, who looked at Ron with a wary gaze.

Seeing this, the blond boy took out a small red notebook from his pocket and handed it over along with a badge engraved with stardust.

"I am here on the orders of Ms. Olivia."

Unlike previous infiltration investigations, this time Ron was on his own turf.

If he has to hide his identity for this, then his status as a Level 1 investigator is worthless.

Was it someone sent by the chairman to inspect the place?
Why was there no notification?

The middle-aged man's heart tightened. He quickly glanced at Ron's identification and then infused a wisp of magic into the badge before daring to confirm his identity.

"Gandalf, please wait a moment, I will inform my superiors immediately."

"and many more."

The gatekeeper had just turned around when he heard the young man, who had become a first-level investigator at a young age, call out to him.

"Have any other investigators visited recently?"

Wilson is just one approach to investigating corruption.

To truly obtain evidence, various records of personnel interactions are of paramount importance.

(End of this chapter)