Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 281 Reward
Two weeks before the Harvest Festival, St. Yaro Academy begins its final exam week. Even first-year students face nine subjects and six days of exams. After this week, there is a 28-day Harvest Festival holiday.

This week, Yumilia went to great lengths to help Caesar focus on his exams. She even took leave from his studies at the Ecological Institute and went to the countryside to buy tea that could soothe his mind and promote sleep, all so that Caesar could have a good rest during exam week.

In addition, every day as soon as Caesar woke up, he would see a steaming hot breakfast and milk. At noon, she would personally deliver freshly prepared meals, and before going to bed at night, she would heat up milk for him and wash his feet.

Although Caesar had told her many times that she didn't need to go to so much trouble, the little elf was always very enthusiastic about taking care of him.

In order not to disturb Caesar's studies, Ita didn't even come to see him during this period. Another reason was that, as a teacher, she was also responsible for the semester summary work of Class One, and she was very busy during this time.

Finally, under Yumilia's meticulous care, the exam week came to a successful conclusion. Just three days later, the results for each subject were sent to everyone's home. These results would determine whether the students could remain in their current classes or even continue to attend school next semester.

If the grades are too low, the student may be expelled directly, which is equivalent to the first hurdle of expulsion for a first-year student.

"Sigh, what if I get expelled for failing grades?"

When Caesar received the report card, he sighed and said to Yumilia.

“Don’t talk nonsense! Caesar is so outstanding, how could he possibly be expelled!” Yumilia said.

"Who knows, it's not entirely impossible for someone to underperform," Caesar said with a shrug.

Although Yumilia kept saying that everything would be fine, it was still obvious that the little fairy was quite nervous after Caesar's words.
"If I really get expelled from school, I'll have no choice but to go back to your hometown and farm the land for the rest of my life," Caesar said with a sigh.

“Caesar.” Yumilia tried to appear calm for his sake.
"Okay, don't feel pressured. Even if you do badly on the test, I won't blame you."

Yumilia ruffled Caesar's hair and smiled gently.

"Okay, I'm relieved to hear that."

Caesar smiled, then opened the envelope, took out the report card, and handed it directly to Yumilia without looking at it.

Yumilia took it and read it from beginning to end.
Excellent is the highest rating for a subject, followed by: Good, Pass, Poor, and Very Poor.

Caesar's achievement was:
"Irologia, excellence; mathematics, excellence; history, excellence; geography, excellence; classical philosophy, excellence; ecology, excellence; natural sciences, excellence; sports, excellence; magical zoology, excellence."

"Dear Caesar, you achieved the highest grade in your class in the final exams this semester and are eligible to apply for the college's first-class scholarship of 10,000 gold taels. Enclosed is an application form. Please fill it out and return it before January 10th. The scholarship will be deposited into your family bank account before the start of the next semester."

Yumilia stared wide-eyed at Caesar: "All, all of them are outstanding! And, they can even receive the highest level of scholarships!"

"Really? That must be pretty good, right? No need to go back to your hometown to farm anymore?" Caesar said.

Yumilia's face immediately flushed.

"Caesar, you're amazing! I knew you could do it!"

Yumilia excitedly rushed over, hugged him tightly, kissed him hard on the cheek, and then held him in her arms, rubbing his head.

"Good boy, good boy, Caesar has worked so hard this semester! I'll definitely reward you properly after the holidays!"

"Really? What kind of rewards are there?"

“Yeah, I’ll cook whatever you want to eat every day, and you won’t have to do any housework. I’ll fulfill any requests you have. This holiday, you can relax and have fun! Don’t worry about anything,” Yumilia said. “Then I guess I’ll be a complete couch potato by the end of the holiday,” Caesar said with a wry smile.

"Don't overthink it, Caesar. As long as you're happy, that's the most important thing! Hehe." Yumilia was delighted and hugged his neck, kissing him on the cheek.

“Quick, let’s go find Ita and tell her the good news,” Yumilia exclaimed excitedly, jumping off him and rushing off to get dressed for the trip.

Caesar watched the elf's cheerful figure disappear into the distance, touched the still-wet kiss mark on his face, and his smile slowly faded.

If he hadn't known Yumilia's current state, he would have been much more relaxed and happy. But after learning about the danger Yumilia was facing, a heavy weight was forever pressing on his heart, preventing him from finding peace.

The closer the harvest festival got, the stronger this feeling became.

“Wait for me,” he murmured.

Yumilia was dressed especially beautifully today, as if to reflect her mood, and followed Caesar out the door.

They hadn't gone far when they saw Freya's car driving towards them.

"Mom!" Yumilia happily stepped forward and took out Caesar's report card before Freya could even open the car door.

"Look, look! Caesar got excellent grades on all his final exams this semester, and he's number one in his grade! He'll even get the highest level scholarship!" Yumilia said, her face flushed.

"Really?" Freya took the report card and looked at it, then looked at Caesar with great satisfaction:
"Caesar, you are always so reassuringly excellent."

"I think I don't need to be modest this time," Caesar chuckled, and got into the carriage.

"By the way, Caesar, your beverage patent has been granted, and you'll be able to start investing in production soon. Hmm, the owner of that beverage company I mentioned to you last time is very interested in your Leda. He asked me to tell you that he can act as your marketing agent. You can have him take a stake in the business and share profits. If you want to run it yourself, he can also provide assistance. Of course, the shareholding percentages for the two options are different. He will demand a larger share for the former option."

"Is the other person someone you can trust, Freya?" Caesar asked.

Freya nodded: "He has been my business partner for more than ten years. In terms of trust alone, he is one of the businessmen I trust the most."

“Then let’s go with the former. I’ll give him the formula, but the condition is that he must give the Mika family a sufficient share,” Caesar said.

He has more things to deal with now. As for accumulating funds, if someone can manage everything for him, he can take less money. With Freya's endorsement, he is not worried about any business disputes.

“Okay, I’ll talk to him about it. How about you two arrange a time to meet and talk?” Freya said.

Caesar nodded.

Yumilia looked at Caesar with a puzzled expression.

"Mom, Caesar, what are you talking about?"

“Making money,” Caesar said to her with a smile. “Now that Freya is helping me, I want to try out some small business strategies. If we can make a lot of money in the future, I can also give you a better house and a better life, right?”

Caesar knew that the main reason Yumilia refused to move was him. If Caesar wanted her to move out, especially into their own house, Yumilia would definitely not be able to refuse.

(End of this chapter)