17~28 Days Countdown
“So, you’re planning to join the Crown Cup for freshmen? …Do you even have a team?” Balos frowned.
“Mr. Balos, Miss Tillysha came to Coleman Academy aiming to join a team.” Blyth added.
“Oh? What’s this team like? How many people? The prince in charge must be very talented, right?”
“……” Blyth was silent upon hearing this.
As one of the heads of the archive room, she knew that the young man paired with Tillysha was far from being the pinnacle of princes but rather the rock bottom.
In a team of two, one prince who is blind and a princess who can’t even invoke her realm, what kind of combination is this?!
Just looking at such a pair gives one the feeling that they are just filling in the numbers. Won’t they be cannon fodders and experience points in the Crown Cup?
With such a combination, it’s safe to say no other students would want to join them. Unsurprisingly, it will be the two of them participating in the Crown Cup.
This is Coleman Academy, where highly talented princes and princesses are abundant, Blyth could already imagine the two of them trembling together under the gaze of many big shots in the Crown Cup.
“I don’t have anything right now, but please give me a month’s time.” Tillysha, with great embarrassment, lowered her head, her golden silk-like hair cascading down her shoulder.
“Balos, Jem, I think our rules don’t need to be too strict. Give this child a month’s time.” Miss Blyth pleaded.
“Ah, I don’t mind either. After all, this child hasn’t yet transformed into a princess. Maybe there will be a surprise after the transformation?” Balos nodded in agreement and then looked at Jem.
“……… Don’t look at me, you two decide.” Jem pouted and turned his head away.
“Alright, it’s settled then. Miss Tillysha will join our academy as a princess.” Balos concluded, then looked at Tillysha seriously.
“Miss Tillysha, you are now the registered princess of our academy. We will wait for a month. But…if you still can’t show any results during the Crown Cup for freshmen, the academy will then delist you and your prince. Do you understand?”
“Thank you sincerely.” Tillysha placed her hands on her chest, her sweet voice making one’s ears feel somewhat numb.
Alas, it’s a pity. It’s unknown how this child got the scar on her face. Otherwise, she would definitely be a school goddess-level beauty that rivals ‘Silver Moon Aistride’ in popularity and appearance.
After the evaluation ended, Tillysha was rated as a D-level princess, the lowest category among princesses.
Regarding this, Tillysha had no complaints. To be allowed to eat for free at the academy, she was already deeply grateful and couldn’t ask for more.
What’s different about princesses is that princes have to pay for tuition, yet princesses don’t. Moreover, sufficiently excellent princesses will receive support and resources from the school.
The four people left the evaluation hall, but none of them noticed that they weren’t the only ones in the evaluation hall.
“Tch, I thought something unusual might happen. Turns out she’s just a wild goddess who can’t even invoke her realm. What a waste of worry,” Fland stepped out from the shadows, sneering as he looked in the direction Tillysha and the others had left.
“I wonder which small family could produce such an impure-blooded wild offspring. Not even a realm, it’s a joke.”
Fland, who had witnessed the test in its entirety, scoffed.
Just as he guessed, what good teammate could that blind prince possibly get?
An incompetent princess paired with an incompetent prince, truly a perfect match. They’ll both face a crushing defeat in the Crown Cup for freshmen.
At this point, Fland was completely reassured. He had already confirmed that Dillin wouldn’t be making any waves.
That guy now is like a fish in a shallow ditch. Once the sun dries up his last bit of living space, he’ll be left to d*e on the beach.
With that thought in mind, Fland left with peace of mind.
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Coleman Grand Library.
Back in human form, Dillin sat in a corner of the reading room with his hands in his pockets, his eyes flickering with faint light. Something that was invisible to others appeared in his line of sight.
Finding a book in this vast library is undoubtedly a painful task. Even the librarians of this library need a lot of effort to find specific books, but Dillin had no such worry.
At a glance, the names and general contents of all the books on each row and column of bookshelves appeared in Dillin’s vision.
Reasonably speaking, such an overwhelming amount of text in one’s field of vision should blur one’s eyes.
This was a problem Dillin realized after obtaining the Gold Cup. His Divine Analysis Technique had been enhanced to a nearly terrifying level, including an increase in mental strength, allowing him to capture and identify all text at once.
In his personal status panel, the digestion time of the “Blade of Destruction and Creation” slowly decreased with the passage of real-time.
Now, it has become 28 days.
Dillin stared closely at this number, knowing that, in a sense, this string of numbers was basically a d*ath sentence.
With Tillysha unable to invoke her goddess realm, all hopes were now pinned on this final transformation.
