"Hmph, look at her sticking to that man from the Rose cla.s.s. She really knows how to use people well, huh."

Arie sneered as she glared at the two.

She will never forget the embarra.s.sment she suffered from that idiot. If only she could have her hands on her, then she'll surely show that idiot a living h.e.l.l.

"Hah, what does he even see in someone like her?"

Brielle decided to join in and complain as well.

"Exactly! Does he have a thing for weak women? To think that someone as handsome and talented as him would choose to go together with someone so weak. Maybe he feels superior being next to her that's why he's always with her."

Nira sneered as she crossed her arms.

She refuses to believe that her handsome boy would ever like someone like Inna!

That's too impossible!

He should be liking women like her instead!

Women with thin and delicate bodies, white skin, and a pretty face with makeup.

Not that girl with tan skin, muscular body, and a face that looked like it was never even touched by a brush ever.

Brielle laughed sarcastically as she replied

"Indeed, that can be the only reason. I mean, seriously, that girl doesn't act ladylike, doesn't know proper manners, and doesn't even look like she's a woman at all with her muscled body. A woman should look delicate, innocent, and pretty. Just like Lady Alana here. She's truly the epitome of a high-cla.s.s n.o.blewoman."

But despite the praises, Brielle can only awkwardly bite her inner cheek as Alana ignored her.

Instead of listening in to the girls' usual complaints, she narrowed her eyes as she stared at the man's face intensely.

She knew that man.

That's what she felt ever since before.

Ever since they first met.

She knew that man from somewhere.

His voice is familiar as well as his way of talking.

But she couldn't really recall who he was because she's only heard him speak for a few times. And at those times, her thoughts were probably elsewhere.

But she's certain that she met this man before.

And if that's the case, he must be lying about being a commoner.

Because, with her status, she has never had the misfortune of meeting commoners with the exception of her caretakers.

And just with that thought, she couldn't fathom how someone, who might be a possible n.o.bleman, would interact with a barbarian like her.

Unless they are related?

But he's too touchy for them to be related.

And she's too different, especially in talent alone.

Alana sighed when she still couldn't recall who he could possibly be.

It's at the tip of her tongue, but somehow she still couldn't piece the puzzles together.

Meanwhile, when the rest of the girls heard her sigh, they all panicked inwardly.

Their great n.o.blewoman is sighing!

Quick! They have to make her jolly again or else their fathers would be devastated that they made the daughter of their boss sad.

"Lady Alana! Do not worry! She'll surely leave soon! I've already talked with our other friends from the lower cla.s.s to pressure her into leaving. They've been spreading some rumors about her and are doing well in making other people hate her as well."

Brielle offered with a comforting smile but Lady Alana still had the same look on her face, a look of confusion and frustration.

This time, Arie decided to speak up in an attempt to comfort Alana's worries.

"Don't worry, dear Lady Alana. My friends at the lower cla.s.ses are really good at doing stuff behind the scenes. They've already made the professors believe that she was a slacker that's why she's still weak so they're determined to give her lots of more homework from now on. Also, they've been switching her magical mediums for faulty ones so that her spells would flunk. So, her Spell Casting Professor would have no choice but to make her do the spells again and again. And he might even ask her to retake the subject."

Nira was about to speak up as well but when she saw a glimpse of the cutesy yet pitiful face Raghnall was making to Inna, she couldn't help but grit her teeth in jealousy.

"Why don't we just beat her up somewhere? Or much better, why not just kill her off and dump her body somewhere hidden? That'll save us all the trouble."

Brielle and Arie looked at each other with widened eyes as they tried to process what Nita just said.

Become a murderer?

No thanks! They're not going to soil their pretty hands for someone like her.

Arie chuckled as she tried to appease Nira's anger.

"The school forbids unauthorized fights, Nira. So, if you were to even try and harm her with a spell, the professors would be able to sense it immediately. So, we can't do something as flashy as that. We have to make do with these little things."

Nira, still irritated, didn't want to give up the option of personally beating her to a pulp. So, with as much hatred as she can muster, she asked.

"Then, why don't we just issue a proper duel with her? I'm sure that one spell would be enough to kill her."

Secretly laughing at Nira's simple-mindedness, Arie decided to reply again.

"Why would we issue a duel when the opponent is obviously beneath us in power? I don't know about you but from what I gathered from the students who stayed for more than a year here, to ask a duel with someone is an act of testing yourself. So, if you ask a duel for someone weaker, it's quite like you're devaluing yourself, is it not?"

Nira finally understood their point and she slowly calmed down.

"So, we're just going to do nothing but wait until she leaves then?"

Brielle sighed as she replied.

"We're not going to do 'nothing.' We're just going to tell others to do it for us. After all, it's never been our style to do the hard work. We'd rather delegate it to someone who's more fitting with it and let them do all the work while we have fun watching the fruit it bears. Am I right, Arie?"

Arie chuckled in agreement.

Meanwhile, Alana was still ignoring the three as she focused on Raghnall.

Since Inna left less than a moment ago, Raghnall was just staring at her back while she walked away. And when Inna was out of sight, he got something out of his spatial pouch and disappeared.

But just as he vanished, Alana finally had an idea on who he was.

"It can't be…"

She whispered to herself as she tried to deny the thought.

If he is who she thinks he is, then that idiot is truly one lucky girl!

Lucky but totally undeserving!

How dare she get close to that man?

It should be her, not that idiot, who should be with that man!

A high-cla.s.s individual should be together with another high-cla.s.s individual!

That's the way it's supposed to go!

Then, she suddenly had an idea. And with a menacing smile on her face, Alana chuckled.

But surely if that idiot disappears, and that man would recognize who Alana is, he'll surely go to her instead of that idiot, right?