It's so hard being a hero!

Olivia walked very slowly, with an air of complete ladylike grace, clearly indicating her noble birth.

She turned her head slightly to look at Sophia, and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Sophia, I've looked at your information. You got a perfect score on the written test, passed the practical assessment with ease, and have an absurdly high affinity for magic. But why did you choose potion studies in the end?"

Sofia had anticipated that the other party would ask this question.

"Yeah, I enjoy research. After doing so much fighting and killing, it's nice to change things up once in a while."

Olivia nodded thoughtfully.

The two quickly arrived at the supplies distribution area in the administration building.

Behind the window sat a woman in her forties, knitting a sweater with her head down.

"Sister Wang, could you please get this new student a school uniform?" Olivia knocked on the windowsill.

Aunt Wang put down her knitting, looked Sophia up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, then turned around and pulled out a neatly folded uniform from behind her back, handing it to her.

"This set should be about right. Let's try it on first to see the size. If it doesn't fit, we can exchange it."

Sophia took the school uniform and her expression froze.

She wore a blue coat with a lining, a pleated skirt that covered her knees, and paired it with black knee-high stockings and black ankle boots.

This is definitely a British collegiate style.

Sophia stared at the pleated skirt for several seconds, her lips twitched, and then she looked up at Aunt Wang.

"Excuse me, do you have any pants?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback, then shook her head.

"No, all the girls in the school wear skirts as their uniforms."

Sophia was speechless for a moment.

Olivia couldn't help but smile at Sofia's reaction.

"What's wrong? Don't you like wearing skirts?"

Sophia immediately coughed.

"Ahem! It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm not used to it."

"It's okay, you'll get used to it."

Olivia laughed.

"The school uniform is only required to be worn in the teaching area and during class time. It is not required when returning to the dormitory area or going out on missions."

Sofia took a deep breath and then nodded.

"Ok."

After the two left and received their school uniforms, Olivia took her to get her textbooks and some daily necessities.

There are six textbooks in total: Basic Element Theory, Introduction to Magic Circles, Introduction to Potion Science, Monster Compendium, and General History of the Continent.

"First grade is the time to build a foundation, and you have to take all subjects."

Olivia explained.

"You will be placed into a class based on your major in your second year."

Sophia nodded and put the textbook into her spatial ring.

"The dormitory is located on the third floor of Dormitory Building No. 1, Room 307."

Olivia took out a key and handed it to her.

"The dormitory is a double room, and you are currently the only one living there. The other bed is temporarily vacant."

Sofia took the keys and said thank you.

"By the way, why don't you change into your school uniform first? You have a magic theory class this morning, so I'll introduce you to your classmates."

Olivia glanced at the magic clock hanging at the end of the corridor.

"There are still twenty minutes left, we have enough time."

Sophia looked down at the school uniform in her arms, sighed inwardly, but showed no sign of anything amiss on her face.

"alright."

Sofia carried the clothes into the dressing room, closed the door, stood in front of the mirror, and remained silent for a few seconds looking at her reflection.

She took a deep breath and began to change her clothes.

The blue cropped top fit her well, but her hand paused when she got to the skirt.

"Whether you stick your neck out or not, you'll get stabbed anyway, so just treat it as an experience of life."

She reluctantly took off her pants, put on the skirt (which had a high waist and a side zipper), and then put on black stockings and black ankle boots.

After changing, she stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself.

The top fit perfectly, outlining her chest and waist, while the skirt reached just to her knees, revealing half of her thighs encased in white stockings.

Suddenly I felt like a schoolgirl.

She looks youthful and beautiful, and is quite pleasing to the eye.

It was that light, floating feeling that made her feel uneasy.

Sophia reached out and pressed down on the hem of her skirt, feeling that if she made even the slightest movement, she might accidentally expose herself.

"Oh dear! I feel like I'm slowly degenerating into a feminine being."

She sighed heavily, then pushed open the door and went out.

Olivia was standing outside the door waiting for her. When she saw her come out, she glanced at her and then gave her a satisfied smile.

"It suits you quite well."

Sofia forced a smile.

"Yeah, not bad."

"Let's go to the classroom."

The two went up the stairs to the second floor, walked through a long corridor, and finally stopped in front of a dark brown wooden door.

A bronze plaque hangs on the wall above the door frame, with four words written on it: Grade 1 Genius Class 3.

Olivia pushed open the classroom door, and a voice came from inside, explaining the basic theory of magical elements.

Upon seeing Olivia enter, the magic teacher stopped lecturing and nodded to her.

"Ms. Olivia, is something the matter?"

"Excuse me, may I trouble you for a moment? I'd like to introduce a new classmate to the class."

Olivia stepped aside to clear the doorway and waved to Sofia.

"Come in."

Sofia took a deep breath and stepped into the classroom.

The classroom was bigger than she had imagined; it could probably seat more than fifty people.

There were about twenty-seven or twenty-eight students in the classroom at the time, both boys and girls, ranging in age from thirteen or fourteen to seventeen or eighteen.

As soon as she entered the room, all eyes fell on her.

First there was silence, then a murmur of discussion rose and fell.

"Wow, who is this? She's so pretty."

"With that kind of looks, she could easily be the prettiest girl in our class."

A brown-haired boy in the first row even shouted something loudly.

"A beautiful girl has joined our class."

Immediately, a burst of laughter erupted in the classroom.

Sophia wore a polite smile on her face, but in her heart she was cursing: Can't you kids be normal for once?

Olivia raised her hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing. This is a new student who just enrolled today. Her name is Sophia, and she will be a member of our Class 3 from now on."

She turned to look at Sofia.

"Please give a brief self-introduction."

Sophia walked to the side of the podium, her gaze sweeping over the curious faces below, and said, "My name is Sophia, I am twelve years old, and I come from Kyle City. Please take care of me in the future."

Olivia gestured when she saw that she had finished introducing herself.

"There are plenty of empty seats, just pick one."

Sophia immediately went to a seat by the window and sat down.

The brown-haired boy named Luke, who was sitting in front of her, turned around and leaned over to ask a question.

"Hey, Sophia, what level of cultivation did you pass the test with?"

Sofia gave a casual reply.

"Bronze level".

"Blue, Bronze level?"

Luke's smile froze.

"You, you reached the Bronze level at the age of twelve?"

"Oh, is there a problem?"

After a few seconds of stunned silence, Luke turned away, feeling as if he had been dealt a massive blow.

The people around were also astonished. First-year students are freshmen, not seniors. A first-year student at the Bronze level is quite an exaggeration.

They finally understood: a little monster had joined their class.

Chapter 81 The Troubles of Being Popular