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After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Serendra resumed her serious expression. "The Knights' investigation reveals that the elemental imbalance near the Molten Mountains border is worsening, and many monsters in that area are showing signs of abnormal ferocity."

“I understand the importance of the field trials for the trainees, but the border may be a bit unstable lately, and I’m not sure if it will affect the trainees participating in the trials.”

"The border is at least a hundred miles away from the nearest trial area. As long as you don't go too far into the direction of the Molten Mountains, there won't be any problems."

Dean Elon seemed completely unconcerned, letting out a hearty laugh. "Besides, the professors are all watching. If all else fails, I'll be there. Your Highness has no need to worry."

Celinedra nodded slightly. She was only slightly worried about the unusual situation at the border, but considering that Dean Elon was accompanying the students, there shouldn't be any major problems.

"Then I'll trouble you to keep an eye on things, Dean. Also, I heard that Femishire will be returning from Loren this morning to participate in the trials. Has she arrived at the academy yet?"

"Cerindra asked again."

"Judging by the time, it should be about right."

Dean Elon put one hand on his hip and glanced at the entrance to the training ground. "Look, here it is."

"Big Sister! Grandpa Airon!"

A crisp shout echoed across the empty training ground, and not far away, a tall girl with a long silver-gray ponytail suddenly appeared at the entrance.

She wore a wine-red evening gown, its jewels and ornaments clearly the work of Loren's exquisite craftsmanship.

Several servants followed him, carrying large and small bags.

"You've arrived just as I said you would, hahaha, it's nice to see you, Your Highness Femisil."

Aaron also waved his arms proudly.

Upon seeing the newcomer after a long separation, Serendra waved happily.

"Welcome back, Femishire."

"...Why didn't you call me?"

Only Commander Teplo felt somewhat hurt.

"Hey, I only realized it was Uncle Teplo when I got closer. Why is his hair short now?"

As always, Fimishier was lively, and she became even more excited to see her familiar family. Like a jubilant elf, she hugged Serendra's slender waist without saying a word.

"Uncle Evans told me you were all at the training ground, so I came right away."

"There's no need to rush. The trial reporting doesn't start until noon. The servants can go to the mansion to put their luggage away first."

Seeing her sister so happy, Celinedra couldn't hide her smile.

Unlike the princes who compete for the throne, the three princesses of Aslan actually have a pretty good relationship.

Even the most mischievous second sister, Silvana, is quite caring towards her older and younger sisters.

"Anyway, it's on the way, hehe. I haven't seen my big sister in so long, I'm itching to see her."

Femisciel tried to nestle her head against Serendra's chest like she always did, but she forgot it was armor and immediately felt a sharp pain from the irritation.

"oops,"

She could only cover her head and take half a step back, which made Celinedra chuckle.

"How's Loren doing? Having fun?"

"Wow, sister, let me tell you, there was a big battle in the Royal City of Loren recently, it was so exciting!"

Celinedra's expression immediately froze. "Yes, I've heard them talk about that. Are you alright?"

"I was fine in the West District, but the scene was... wow, it was like a cataclysmic disaster. I've never seen so many dead people attacking the city like waves in my life. And there was this huge, super tall, super massive black tree growing on the cliff, which even ripped the roof off the palace..."

"..."

As Celine listened to Fimishil's thrilling description, she was only relieved that she had returned safely. She had been extremely worried during the time when she heard about the civil war that had broken out in the Royal City of Loren.

"Huh, Prince Femisil's swordsmanship has also advanced to the expert level?"

Dean Elon suddenly spoke up from the side.

"Hey, you can tell that? No wonder you're Grandpa Airon."

Femishire was somewhat surprised. She hadn't even used a sword or anything, yet her strength was immediately apparent.

"Your Highness has also made rapid progress. When you went there half a year ago, you were only at the Proficiency level, right?"

Dean Elon laughed, "A fifteen-year-old expert level, comparable to Princess Serendra. It seems the royal family has two swordsmanship geniuses this generation."

"Hehe, I just practiced the tricks a lot."

Femishire scratched his head awkwardly, "I wouldn't call myself a genius."

When did you become so humble?

Celinedra was somewhat surprised by this. "In the past, I remember you would only say, 'Oh, Grandpa Elon, you have such a good eye for people!'"

"Well... because I met a real genius there."

Femis sighed, "That guy is too strong... I feel like I'll never catch up to him in my lifetime."

"So it was because he was stimulated."

Celinedra covered her mouth and chuckled, "But is it really as exaggerated as you say? Could it be the current new empress of Loren? I have indeed heard that her swordsmanship talent is quite high, and she has also awakened the legendary twin dragon bloodline."

"It's not her. In terms of swordsmanship alone, it's questionable whether Skadi could beat me without her bloodline abilities."

Femishire waved her hand, "You probably haven't heard of the person I'm talking about. He's her knight. That guy is really good at hiding his strength. If it weren't for some accident that led to a duel with him, I wouldn't have known he was so powerful."

"To confer the title of knight?"

Celine rubbed her chin. To be honest, she didn't think she'd ever heard of such a person before. "Do you know their name?"

"A traveler from another world, Ye Xiao... I heard that he used some kind of pseudonym before, which made that idiot Skadi furious."

"Femishire laughed."

"Ye Xiao...?"

Upon hearing this, Celinedra tilted her head slightly. "Hmm, I haven't heard of it."

Chapter Forty: Hot and Cold Scenes

Ye Xiao dragged her tired body to the gathering square.

Greta said that she'll be busy with field trials for a month, so she needs to pay for the rest in advance.

That's outrageous! This is the first time I've heard such a claim. Demons are truly cunning.

It was noon, but the winter sky was a bit gloomy, with clouds blocking out the sunlight, making everything in front of us gray.

The vast square was bustling with students dressed in various styles. After meeting their respective trial instructors, groups of dozens of students left one after another.

Ye Xiao rested his elbow on a wooden sign stuck in the ground. Perhaps because his group was composed of a rather diverse group, not everyone had arrived by the time the surrounding groups had all set off.

His group was assigned three professors: one was Professor Rhodes, an old acquaintance; the other was Van Drian Melodien, the third-year tutor, a rather handsome Aslan.

He was truly handsome, with a tall and well-built physique, blond hair cascading down his shoulders and tied in intricate braids, and a face that was exquisitely sculpted and gentle, fulfilling every common person's fantasy of what an elf prince would look like.

His surname "Melodien" also suggests that he is a member of the Merodien family, the Northern Dukes of Aslan, making him a perfect combination of rich, handsome, and successful.

While Ye Xiao was waiting there for a short while, a group of female trainees in the group surrounded the older man, showing him great concern and making quite a scene.

Fortunately, Ye Xiao was surprised that his group had an unusually large number of students and a serious imbalance between men and women.

He thought it was his charm that finally broke through even his disguise, but now it seems it had nothing to do with him.

After all, that guy sitting on the tree stump next to him had people bringing him tea and water, while he stood here in the cold wind holding the sign for half a day, his legs were sore and no one came to ask him anything.

Fortunately, Professor Rhodes' treatment was not much different from his; he stood on the other side of the sign and was ignored as well.

Professor Aslan, an ordinary citizen, and Professor Aslan, an outsider, were roughly like brothers in misfortune.

"Eh???"

As Ye Xiao was browsing the player forum in a daze, a somewhat familiar voice came from behind him.

He looked up and saw a gray-blonde girl, surrounded by several students, walking over at some point, staring at his face with a look of astonishment.

"You...you're not...???"

Femishire opened her mouth in surprise. Although there was a slight difference, the professor holding the sign looked so much like someone she remembered that she almost blurted out the other person's name.

"What's wrong, classmate?"

Ye Xiao raised an eyebrow.

Just pretend you don't know him and that's it. If he does anything too outrageous, it will only make people suspicious.

With Ashamonti's facial sculpting and a simple disguise, Ye Xiao's appearance was only extremely similar to his original self, but not exactly the same.

"No...it's nothing, excuse me, Professor. You look a bit like a friend I met in Loren."

As expected, after the initial shock and surprise, Fermisil ultimately just assumed that he had made a mistake.

However, as for "friends"... Ye Xiao didn't seem to recall ever becoming friends with this guy; at most, they had only met a few times.

"It's alright, just sign in when you get here. You're really late, more than twenty minutes past the appointed time. Everyone's waiting for you."

Ye Xiao even wanted to diss this guy.

He dawdled and made him stand in the cold wind for ages.

"I'm...sorry, I just got back and wanted to chat with my family a little longer, so I was a bit late..."

Femishire nodded somewhat embarrassedly in apology.

"Hey, teacher, look closely, this is Her Highness the Princess."

The noble student next to her, however, seemed somewhat indignant.

"Does that mean Your Highness can be late?"

Ye Xiao readily agreed.

"What's wrong with you, this professor from out of town..."

"Hey, stop talking."

Femishire quickly interrupted his assistant, then bowed slightly, "I'm so sorry, Professor."

"Your Highness's willingness to admit and correct your mistake is commendable. However, it would be even better if you didn't repeat this mistake next time."

Ye Xiao curled the corners of his lips, then stood up and, like herding cattle, beckoned to the group of students who were chatting and laughing around Professor Van Derrian like bees, "Hey, everyone's here, time to go."

"What do you mean, this stinky outsider..."

Several noble students behind Femisil were still whispering among themselves.

"Oh, it seems everyone's here."

When Professor Van Derrian saw Ye Xiao urging him, he clapped his hands and said, "Alright, hahaha, my dear students, let's get on the carriage first. On the way, I'll tell you the story of how I fought against the Frost Giant."

"Great!..."

"Lord Van Derrian is so handsome..."

"Tsk,"

Professor Rhodes, walking beside Ye Xiao, clicked his tongue softly. His voice was so low that it sounded like he was talking to himself, and only Ye Xiao could hear it. "Just bragging. Frost Giant, huh? Why don't you say you took on a Frost Dragon one-on-one?"

After gathering in the square, the large group of people went outside the academy and boarded a carriage.

Like a caravan on a journey, the carriages rented by the academy formed a long line on the road.

There were a total of fifty-five students. Forty-three girls were crammed into the two cars in front of Professor Van Derrian, while Femi Hill and several of his followers sat in the middle of the convoy. Ye Xiao, Professor Rhodes, and five male students sat at the back of the car.

The carriage wasn't particularly luxurious, since it was a trial trip, not a vacation, so it couldn't be too extravagant, but it was spacious.

Even so, Ye Xiao was still surprised that Professor Van Derrian's car carrying more than twenty people wasn't considered overloaded.

Although it's none of his business if others are willing to squeeze in together, the problem is that while those people are sitting there, their luggage is all piled up in his place, which means that the spacious carriage he had envisioned where he could comfortably stretch out his limbs did not appear.

Leaning against those large and small bags, Ye Xiaozhen doubted how much of what these aristocratic students brought would actually be of any use.

The convoy of five carriages moved slowly, gradually heading out of the city along the street.

The cheerful laughter from the lead car drifted on the wind to the back of the convoy, creating a stark contrast with the quiet and somber atmosphere in Ye Xiao's carriage.

Perhaps unable to bear the excessive quiet, one of the male students sitting in the carriage couldn't help but ask Ye Xiao, "...Professor, how should we address you when we meet for the first time?"

"Just call me Professor Brandon."