My older sister is a villainous rich girl

Duke Elliott, with his dazzling short golden hair meticulously styled and sharp, dignified eyes, stepped into the hall.

He wore an extremely ornate sword at his waist, a gift from the king to the Duke of Winchester, who was granted the special privilege of carrying the sword even in the inner court.

As he approached, a chill swept over him, and it seemed as if the room temperature had dropped considerably.

"Haha, what's wrong, Lord Elliott! Has someone offended you?" the king asked knowingly.

Elio bowed to the king.

He then turned to Willard and said slowly, "My daughter is quite fond of a playwright who has recently arrived in the capital. She has even recently become involved in the script he is writing."

"In other words, the 'new work by Pokran' that's currently being hotly discussed in the capital also involves my daughter's efforts." Elliot asked coldly, "I wonder what Bishop Willard's opinion is on the work my daughter participated in?"

Under that gaze, Willard seemed to have returned to more than ten years ago.

At that time, I was a cardinal who had just been promoted from archbishop to cardinal, and I was sent to the Kingdom of Saint Loens by the Papacy with pride and complacency.

He came from a poor, lower-ranking noble family, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, his family would lose its noble title in his generation.

But later, the church changed everything.

The church sponsored his studies in magic, gave him the opportunity to study at the Vatican, and the church completely changed his life.

He was deeply grateful and could only work hard to spread God's will to the world.

Only in this way can we repay the church for its nurturing and God for His grace.

Indeed, Willard lived up to expectations; given his age and achievements, he would be considered an absolute prodigy even if he remained in the Vatican.

But this pride was shattered by Elliott Wincher on his very first day in St. Loons.

He felt that his past self-satisfaction was ridiculously laughable, like that of a clown.

In front of such a person, he finally realized:

God... has a preference for certain people.

“Even Duke Winchester cannot question God!” he gasped.

It's as if just saying those words takes all of your strength.

“I have no doubts about God,” Elliott said calmly. “It’s just that God’s sheep also need to enrich their spiritual world.”

As soon as the Duke finished speaking, the ministers who had been pretending to be invisible suddenly seemed to come to their senses and began to chime in with their opinions.

"Yes, His Excellency the Duke is right."

"Such works are created to reject evil. Otherwise, why would heroes appear?"

"The public really loves this play! Except for one... well, one person doesn't like it."

"So it really was Miss Chris involved in this story. I couldn't believe it when I first heard it... She really is a descendant of a heroic family..."

Willard was furious as he listened to the ministers' seemingly lamenting but actually sarcastic whispers.

Chapter 41 The Library and the Minister

"Lady Chris! Yesterday's performance was absolutely fantastic! Let's make some crafts about Poppy together!"

In the school's craft club room, the club president, deeply moved, held Chris's hand. "Let's give Poppy the strength to fight!"

Wayne twitched his lips and silently turned away to organize the various documents on the shelf.

On the sofa, Chris looked half-asleep and mumbled, "Yeah, that's what I think~"

Last night, she was so excited that she tossed and turned in bed until dawn before finally falling asleep. This morning, however, her mother dragged her out of bed and urged her to go to school.

As a result, Chris was in a daze all day.

“…zzzz…” Chris leaned against the soft leather cushion, losing consciousness like a salted fish.

"Lady Chris... seems completely drained," Eve said worriedly.

“Don’t worry, let her sleep for a while.” Wayne took a document from the filing cabinet and sat back down at the conference table.

The unexpected success of "Superhero Poppy" means that Chris's first step in her plan has been a complete success.

The next task is to prepare for making a Bobbi doll that is "as big as a city gate".

What kind of material can be used to achieve an effect that is extremely soft and comfortable, making people want to touch it at first glance?

The required items could not be found in the backup materials that the crafting department had previously kept.

Perhaps because the craftsmanship of this world is still very backward, even the toys sold in the gift shops in the market are very crudely made.

Although carpets, tapestries, and other textiles are very common in daily life, the pile of these materials is not very fine and cannot be compared with the finely crafted modern fabrics that make you want to hug them and sleep on your toys.

The manual labor department didn't have the information Wayne wanted, so he wondered if he should ask someone else to look it up.

"Lord Wayne, is there something you don't understand?"

The head of the crafts club, with her right fist clenched to her lips, said in a gruff voice, "I've served three consecutive terms as the head of the crafts club, haven't I? When it comes to knowledge of crafts, no one in this academy can compare to me!"

No matter what, being called "Sir" by an older student really feels like a kind of humiliating play.

And what kind of bizarre way of addressing someone as "old woman"?

“Just call me Wayne,” he said. “Minister, do you know where I can find information on all the types of fabrics currently available?”

"..." The minister fell into deep thought.

"Hmm..." She paced back and forth.

“This…” she began to anxiously tidy up her things.

Wayne sighed, "Forget it, I'll just go ask someone else!"

I almost forgot that she's just a lazy bum, so we shouldn't have any expectations of her.

"Wait! I understand!"

Suddenly, the minister shouted from behind.

"Huh?" Wayne stopped in his tracks as he was about to leave and looked back.

The minister, with a wise expression, said, "Just look it up in the academy's library!"

……

Although the elementary, junior high, and main campuses of Seiki Academy are separate campuses, they are all located on the banks of a stream that surrounds the royal capital.

That's right, it's that little river called "Qingxi". It's like a jade belt that surrounds the capital and flows into a large lake called "Qingxi Lake" in the suburbs downstream.

Seiki Academy is located upstream of this stream.

The scenery here is beautiful and pleasant; you can even take a small boat ride on the crystal-clear water. Even within the entire kingdom, it is an excellent tourist destination.

Normally, students from different campuses are not allowed to enter other campuses unless they are specially invited by the council.

However, there is one exception: the school's public service area, which is open to all students.

Important facilities with public service functions, such as large arenas, the main library, and the school theater, are all concentrated here.

However, unless there are special reasons, the needs can usually be perfectly met within the campus, and few people would go to the public service area.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the main library, Wayne and May Jones, the head of the crafts department, presented their student IDs and were granted permission to enter.

Just as rumored, the place was deserted. I didn't see many people along the way, and some of them were employees who were specifically responsible for maintaining the environment.

Even when people occasionally come to borrow books, most of them are students from the main campus, and Wayne doesn't recognize any of them.

That said, Wayne was very satisfied with the school's schedule, which gave him plenty of free time to slack off.

He attends classes from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m., has a two-hour lunch break, and then attends classes from 2 p.m. to 4 p.m., followed by an hour and a half of free time.

The school gates will open at 5:30 PM, allowing students to leave the school. However, it's okay to go home a little later, as the school gates won't be locked until 8 PM. If certain clubs need accommodation, they can even apply to the school for permission to stay on campus.

When Wayne first learned about the course arrangement, he was so excited that he ate several extra bowls of rice for dinner.

This...this is simply a life like that of a god! This is the life he had dreamed of for nearly twenty years of hard study in his previous life!

Wow—the air is thick with the scent of money!

After a sigh, the minister said with a touch of sadness, "Although I have studied at the academy for six years, this is my first time in the library."

Wayne asked in surprise, "You've never been here even once? Why?"

With so much free time outside of classes, shouldn't you logically visit all the nearby attractions?

“Wayne—you don’t yet understand the joy of laziness.” The minister patted him on the shoulder with a weary expression.

...I was too naive.

Wayne strode silently into the directory area.

He hadn't forgotten that he came here carrying the earnest expectations of everyone in the handicraft department.

Standing surrounded by rows upon rows of bookshelves, Wayne once again understood what Xiaobai meant by "low-level magic."

The library's classification system still relies on alphabetical order, and the books are sorted one by one by people using a pulley-driven wooden ladder.

In the magical world, don't books just fly out of the bookshelf as soon as you point a wand at them?

Despite the complaints, the collection of books here is quite extensive.

"Of course! This is the library of Qingxi Academy, which is known as the number one magic academy in the kingdom! If it doesn't have a book here, it won't be found in any other library!"

The minister said with certainty.

Chapter 42 Geli and Sofia

The two split up.

"No...no..."

First, find books related to fabrics in the catalog, write them down, and then browse through them one by one in the library.

The search was extremely inefficient; Wayne searched for almost half an hour without finding any useful information.

"No, there are very few research reports specifically on fabrics..."

Even if he did have some profound literature, it would be something like "how special materials are protected by magic resistance," which would be completely useless to his purpose for this trip.

After searching for about half an hour, Wayne felt a little dizzy and lightheaded when he stood up.

He turned around, intending to discuss with the minister whether they should go directly to the academy professors to ask, but he couldn't see her.

Looking around, I realized that the minister was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the library's rest area, engrossed in an adventurer's travelogue, occasionally letting out a chuckle.

Wayne pursed his lips, walked over, and snatched the book from her hand.

"Have you forgotten why we came here?"

If the woman in front of him wasn't a senior student, he would have loved to tap her on the head.

"Ah... I'm so sorry."

The minister quickly clasped his hands together in apology and sincerely suggested, "Wayne, you've worked hard too. How about I treat you to a cup of coffee?"

Wayne's attention was successfully diverted: "Coffee?"

"Yes, it's a beverage that has only become popular in the capital in recent years due to overseas trade."

The minister assumed he was interested in the origin of the item.

"Legend has it that a long, long time ago, a shepherd discovered that his sheep became unusually excited after eating this fruit. After careful observation, he realized that it was because the sheep ate a peculiar fruit that caused the change. People picked this fruit, put it in a pot and boiled it, and that's how coffee was made."

She added, "Besides, there's coffee available at the tea restaurant outside the library! When you get tired of reading, why not grab a cup to refresh yourself!"

Wayne asked in confusion, "You've never been to the library before, how do you know so much about it?"

“Uh… this…” The minister was momentarily speechless, then smiled sheepishly, “Actually, a friend of mine told me.”

"That friend of mine has asked me to come to the library with her many times. But every time I've declined because of other things, and now I actually feel a little guilty about it," the usually unreliable minister said softly.

"If you'll feel guilty, then just agree."

"No... I'm really not the type to study quietly, so I'd better not bother others."

Wow, you're quite self-aware!

Wayne suddenly realized something was wrong: "Then why did you volunteer to come with me to look up information?!"

“No matter what, I’m still a minister,” she muttered.