Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 78 I didn't wear perfume

This wasn't the first time Taian and Isca had met.

Once, Iska, as a visitor representing the Red Maple family, attended Count Blue Rose's sixtieth birthday banquet, and the two met briefly.

He appears to be a very friendly person, but in reality, his so-called politeness is only reserved for nobles of equal status or people he values.

In the eyes of those in lower positions, Isca was a roguish playboy, fond of drinking and women, and utterly ignorant.

The symbolic embrace between the two indicates a relatively close relationship.

"That little one from back then has grown so tall!" Iska exclaimed to herself. "Oh, by the way! What brand of perfume are you wearing? It smells wonderful!"

Tai'an also smelled the perfume on the other person and didn't understand why a grown man would wear perfume. However, it was a personal preference, and he didn't feel the need to ask.

"I wasn't wearing perfume."

Iska paused slightly, a look of disbelief flashing across her face: "You've arrived a little late. The ball is about to end, and it would be a real shame to miss Miss Liadrin's unparalleled dance."

"I don't really like dancing," Tai An replied casually.

"I used to think the same way you did, but Miss Liadrin is definitely an exception." Iska's face showed a look of infatuation and admiration.

Taian remembered that Iska had once pursued Taiya passionately for a period of time and even vowed to marry no one but her in this life.

Sure enough, some people's vows are just like jokes.

"Is she the most beautiful girl at Violet Academy of Arts?" Greenfield had heard people around him mention Liadrin's name.

"Yes! Miss Liadrin is hailed as the most beautiful school belle in the history of the Violet Academy of Arts, and she is very likely to become the next generation's popular idol in the kingdom." Iska looked towards the dimly lit corridor on one side.

As the ball ended, the guests gradually left.

A slender, handsome young man with dark hair exudes a gloomy aura. He wears a dark brown jacket, light gray slim-fit trousers, and plain white flat sneakers.

The organizers of a banquet usually convey a message to their guests through their attire. A formal appearance suggests an important event, while casual attire indicates a relaxed gathering.

Today, it clearly belongs to the latter.

"He is Sith, the heir to the Marquis of Solomon," Isca introduced to her sister and brother-in-law.

The black-haired boy walked straight over.

"Hello, we seem to have met somewhere before? The person from the Tulip Family who posted the bounty notice looks a lot like you. However, they withdrew it this afternoon."

"It's a misunderstanding." Tai'an was unwilling to explain further.

"He is the heir to the Blue Rose Earldom, Taian!" Iska clearly stated his identity.

"Taiya's brother!" A strange light flashed in Sith's eyes. "How rude of me, I'm your sister's suitor."

The black-haired boy stepped forward and took Tai'an's hand, his indifferent attitude making a complete 180-degree turn.

You can't hit someone who's smiling, so Tai'an shook his arm in agreement, then put his hand behind his back.

"I sent an invitation to your sister, but she didn't come..." Sith said with a regretful expression.

"I can't interfere in Atayal's affairs," Tai'an stated directly.

"It's alright, she's a spellcaster, so her status is naturally different from that of an ordinary noblewoman." Sith said understandingly, "As a gift for our first meeting, I'll give you something nice later."

The anticipated conflict and embarrassment did not occur, and everyone at the banquet was very amicable.

Tai'an had barely sat down at the round table when someone approached him to strike up a conversation. A voluptuous, mature woman, dressed in a subtly revealing black chiffon dress, approached with a measured gait, her alluring eyes and black high heels gleaming. She slowly bent down, her deep, white breasts swaying slightly, and her eyes narrowed mischievously with a sly smile.

"Cute little one! Would you like to do something fun with your sister?"

"Sorry, I have a female companion!" Taian glanced at Greenfield, who was sitting next to him.

"It's alright, I don't mind," the beautiful woman chuckled softly.

Greenfield frowned slightly and couldn't help but slam his hand on the table.

The woman gave a soft groan, reluctantly straightened up and left, her unwillingness evident to anyone.

Less than a minute had passed.

Another blonde bombshell struck up a conversation, bluntly stating that she wanted to become another dance partner for Tai'an.

Tai'an naturally declined again.

"My dear brother-in-law, I didn't expect you to be so popular with women! A bunch of women are throwing themselves at you!" Isca said with a roguish grin, swirling a glass of crimson liquid in his hand, the aroma of wine wafting from afar. "Want to try some? A twelve-year-old vintage from Domaine de la Romanée-Conti!"

Tai'an handed over the cup, letting the other person fill it up.

"Countess Black Spider seems to have taken a liking to you! Be careful..." Iska whispered furtively.

"I am the heir to a great noble family, would she dare to lay a hand on me?" Upon hearing the nickname "Black Spider," Tai'an realized that she was definitely not a respectable woman.

"I won't kill you! What's wrong with taking you for a night of passion?" Iska hooked her arm around Tai'an's shoulder, exhaling a breath of alcohol. "Are you going to start a war?"

Tai'an wanted to say it didn't matter, but the words came out before he could finish: "Looks like I need to be careful."

"Also, the blonde girl you just saw is the second young lady of the Bulrain family. Although their family title is only viscount, they are very wealthy and are a well-known spellcasting family in the capital. It's rumored that the probability of their descendants awakening as spellcasters is over one-third. You might very well miss the chance to have a spellcaster descendant..."

Greenfield stomped hard on Iska's shoe, and the latter cried out in pain.

Before the glass of red wine was finished, a new flirt approached Tai'an shyly.

Who would have thought that while the beautiful Miss Greenfield went unnoticed, the innocent-looking Tai'an was quite popular?

The main reason for this phenomenon is the extreme scarcity of male resources at the high level.

Every year, the human kingdoms consume a large number of male populations for border defense and territorial expansion, and in general, there are more women than men in each region.

Furthermore, every year many women flock to big cities, trying to stay. Men, on the other hand, return to their hometowns after making money, further exacerbating the gender imbalance in the capital.

Looking around, one can see many attractive women in the hotel lobby. The proportion of men is less than half that of women.

The banquet is about to begin.

The servants began to clear away the leftover plates from the table, working together to lift the table and clear the space.

Tai'an once again refused an invitation from a black-haired loli with pigtails, watching her leave in tears, and sighed silently in his heart.

"Today's banquet was offered by the Belland family. I wonder what new tricks they'll pull this time?" The drunken Iska grinned lewdly, raising his eyebrows and revealing an expression that every man would understand.

Greenfield clenched his fist on his knee, resisting the urge to punch him.

(End of this chapter)