An Unorthodox Guide to Conquering Another World

After a long silence, Ya Feng finally spoke:

"Come on, Class Monitor Lucia, let's repeat the new class rules again."

Lucia tapped her cane, thawing from her frozen state. Instantly, her face contorted with rage, her small hands gripping the edge of the podium tightly as she glared at Ya Feng like an enemy.

But in the end, she suppressed her urge to explode, as if realizing something, took a deep breath, and turned to walk back to her seat.

"Everyone, listen to Teacher Ya Feng's lesson!" she shouted.

The students looked at each other, but then began to take out their books. The classroom was quiet except for the sound of rummaging through things.

Ya Feng ignored it and acted as if nothing had happened, taking out his lesson plan.

"Professor Li En told me before he left that you have already learned up to Chapter 4, so we will start learning from here again. Everyone, take out your books, and let's begin class now."

He started lecturing, but no one in the class was really listening. Some were playing games on Huanwangtong with their heads down, some were holding makeup boxes, and some were actually fast asleep with their heads down.

Ya Feng didn't care. Even if no one listened, he continued to teach his classes. Anyway, the college's requirement for him was just to manage them well, not cause trouble, and not make any mistakes. He would still get his salary. He could just teach each class well until graduation.

He continued lecturing, oblivious to the fact that Lucia's gaze at him was growing increasingly somber.

...

The melodious chimes echoed throughout the college, signaling the end of lunch break and the conclusion of the morning classes.

"Hand in your homework next week. That's all, get out of class dismissed."

After tidying up his lesson plan and assigning homework, Mr. Maranton, who taught the spell class, left.

"call..."

Ilsa put down her quill and stretched vigorously to relieve the fatigue of the morning.

At this moment, the black-haired female classmate next to her, whose name she did not yet know, got up, silently walked past her, and left the classroom.

She was surprised to see that they walked so fast. She was actually hoping to chat with them and see if they could have lunch together, since being seated at the same table is the easiest way to get to know someone.

She took out the prepared lunchbox and was about to get up when a figure appeared in front of her.

"Hey, Linda."

She was a girl with long brown hair, a lovely appearance, and a bright smile.

“Hello...uh…” Ilsa opened her mouth.

"My name is Betty, Betty Scott," the girl said in a friendly manner. "You don't know where the cafeteria is, do you? Would you like to come with me?"

"But..." She wanted to say that she had brought her own lunch, but since she was a freshman and the other party had invited her, she tried her best to agree.

"Okay, thank you." Ilsa withdrew her hand from the lunchbox and stood up.

"Okay, let's go together." Betty, acting as if they were old friends, took Ilsa's hand.

Ilsa felt it was a bit abrupt, but she didn't say anything.

The girl seemed inexplicably enthusiastic, which made Ilsa a little wary. If a stranger is nice to you for no reason, you should be careful about their motives.

Is this an attempt to form cliques?

This is not surprising. After all, those who can enter this class are either extremely wealthy or the elite of the elite, and they will all be able to hold important positions in the kingdom in the future. Behind these students are large families and large enterprises. With a newcomer like himself coming, there will definitely be people who want to compete for him.

That's probably why.

Ilsa thought to herself.

"Linda, you're so beautiful, like a porcelain doll," Betty said as she led her down the hallway.

"Ha... thank you," Ilsa said with a faint smile.

"Hehe, actually I've always wanted to have a cute little dog like you," she said.

“Is that so…” Ilsa echoed.

But he quickly came to his senses, looked up, and looked at her.

"Eh?"

Chapter 25 Mysterious Black-Haired Elf

"Huh?" Ilsa stared at her blankly.

"Just kidding~" Betty said with a smile.

"I was just telling you that you're cute."

"Haha...yes, is it a joke?" Ilsa's lips twitched.

Is this a characteristic of the younger generation in the Kingdom of Fein...?

"But I do have a very cute little dog at home. It's a long-haired breed, and I even gave it a haircut. Look."

Betty took out her Netcom app and pulled out a picture. Ilsa saw a fluffy, slender dog with its long hair tied up on its head, its tongue lolling out, looking adorably goofy.

“Its name is Snowball, and it’s only a year and a half old,” Betty said.

“She is indeed quite cute,” Ilsa said.

"Hey, by the way, Linda, do you have any pets at home?" Betty asked.

“Me? I have a feathered rabbit, but it’s quite fat and spends most of its time sleeping,” Ilsa said.

“That’s nice too. I wanted to raise a feathered rabbit before, but my mother wouldn’t agree. She said it would ruin the flowers she’s growing,” Betty said.

As they chatted, Ilsa pondered the surname Scott and soon found the answer.

The president of the Blue Light Group in the Kingdom of Fein is named Scott.

Blue Light Group is a giant in the magic energy industry, with businesses spanning the military industry, skyships, magical weapons, and high-precision magic wands, all of which represent the world's cutting-edge technologies.

And this girl in front of you might even be a direct descendant of the family.

As expected of the Hoinlé Academy's elite class, every girl there is someone of high status.

After her initial shock, Ilsa came to her senses and realized she was in a similar situation...

A princess of an enemy empire on the run.

If this identity were discovered, it would be more than just astonishing.

Following Betty downstairs, they encountered two more girls. Betty chatted intimately with them, and they seemed to be good friends.

She introduced Ilsa to the two girls, and they greeted each other before walking together toward the cafeteria.

"Sigh, I only promised my father that he would give me a cruise ship if I got into the top class. I worked so hard to get in, but my classmates are either bookworms or arrogant brats who always hold their heads high. The teachers are strict, and I've lost touch with my old friends. Now I have no happiness at all," Betty said, shrugging.

"But it's good that you transferred here, Linda. The moment I saw you, I felt that you were the kind of girl who was very approachable. Now I'll have someone to keep me company in class." She said happily, hugging Ilsa's arm.

Ilsa could only smile helplessly.

It seems that this girl has a very outgoing and friendly personality.

When we arrived at the cafeteria, it was lunchtime and there were quite a few people. I heard that this cafeteria was converted from a former prayer hall, and the dome is decorated with various retro murals, and the tables and chairs are also adorned with exquisite carvings.

The cafeteria is divided into two types: self-service and à la carte. Self-service is cheaper and more affordable, but the daily menu is fixed. A la carte offers more choices, but it is more expensive.

"So expensive..."

Ilsa thought to herself,

The ordering window is mainly for students to order extra meals. The dishes are more plentiful and refined, and some are even limited in quantity, so the prices are also higher.

"Linda, what would you like to order? I recommend the golden salmon caviar rice bowl, it's delicious," Betty said.

"Uh..."

Ilsa hesitated, looking at the astonishing price of ten gold rons per serving and then at the affordable stews and salads in the self-service area.

"It's alright, it's on me today, consider it a celebration of your enrollment," Betty said with a smile.

"Next time, you can invite them back."

"Well, thank you for the expense," Ilsa had no choice but to agree.

"Auntie! Two bowls of golden salmon roe rice!"

Soon, Ilsa served a bowl of rice topped with orange salmon roe, fresh pink fish meat, a small bowl of soup and sauce, and a delicious aroma.

Golden salmon is one of the world's top edible fish, and when paired with rice, a staple food of the South Seas, the taste and texture are simply divine.

The other two friends also ordered their own food and found empty seats to sit down.

"Linda, let me teach you. This, you have to... Oh? You know how to eat it?" Betty asked in surprise.

She had just sat down to teach Ilsa how to do it when she saw Ilsa make a small hole in the center of the caviar and pour the sauce into it.

"Well, my family took me there once before," Ilsa said with a smile.

"Oh, I see," Betty said, not paying much attention.

Ilsa's current name is too common, so it's normal for the other party to be prejudiced and treat her like a country bumpkin.

However, it's fine if there's a bit more of this kind of prejudice; she doesn't want to attract too much attention.

I poured the sauce over the rice and mixed it well. I scooped up a piece of rice with orange-red fish roe and a piece of fish meat, put it in my mouth, and the fresh and delicious flavor filled my entire mouth, awakening my long-dormant taste memories of delicious food.

"It's so delicious..."

There's a reason why it's more expensive.

At that moment, Ilsa thought of A-Feng, and felt a pang of guilt as she thought of him eating a bento box while she was eating a fancy caviar rice bowl.

Take another bite.

They ate and chatted, and Betty introduced her to some of her classmates.

"That mushroom-headed guy named Oliver is our class monitor, but you absolutely mustn't criticize his hairstyle in front of him, or you'll get targeted," Betty said.

"By the way, what's the name of my deskmate, that black-haired elf?" Ilsa asked curiously.

“Oh, her? She’s the bookworm I told you about before, the one who only knows how to study. Her name is Hikaria. I’ve been in that class for over a year and I’ve never seen her speak. If it weren’t for her giving a speech at the study group meeting, I would have thought she was mute,” Betty said.

“Hikaria…” Ilsa murmured the name.

...

After they finished eating, they picked up their plates. Just as Ilsa stood up, a boy walking up behind her bumped into her, and her bowl almost fell to the ground.

"Hey! What's wrong with you? You bumped into someone and you didn't even apologize?" Betty grabbed the other person angrily.

When Ilsa looked up, she realized that the person who had bumped into her was the son of Arat, the demon diplomat she had met at the restaurant before.

The other person turned to look at Ilsa and Betty with a gloomy face, without any expression, and then silently lowered their head as an apology.

Then he turned and left.

"This is the same guy I told you about, the really arrogant one," Betty said resentfully.

"It's alright, Betty, I'm fine too, let's go," Ilsa said with a forced smile.

Ilsa retorted to Betty's grumbling, then turned to look at the gloomy figure disappearing through the doorway, lost in thought.

But he quickly shook his head, dispelling his concerns.

...

"Ah, that feels so good..."

Ya Feng leaned back in his chair, squinting, with an empty bowl and an empty lunchbox in front of him.

Sure enough, his appetite increased after he started working. The three egg and ham sandwiches that Ilsa prepared for him were not enough, so he came to the cafeteria for an extra meal.

Sigh... Thinking about how Ilsa is still eating her bento while I, as her father, am having to come to the cafeteria for a snack, I feel so guilty.

It's been a long time since I've had rice. This staple food is only grown in the Southern Continent, so the supply is limited and the price is relatively high. I can't afford to buy it for dinner most of the time.

The braised pork rice bowl in the cafeteria is really delicious. As expected of a Chinese person, the love for rice is ingrained in my bones.

After resting for a while, he picked up the empty cutlery, stood up, and turned his head, bumping into a girl coming from the opposite direction.

The last bit of soup in the bowl was also poured on the other person.

"Oh...sorry...um?" Ya Feng said, but he quickly noticed that the girl with thick glasses and black bangs covering her eyes had pointed elf ears.

Chapter 26 The Elf Girl Hikaria