Chapter 321: Oh, How Foolish I Am

Chapter 321: Oh, How Foolish I Am

“Hey, how’s the air back there? The air up front is quite clear, especially since I’m the only one in the first three rows. But that’s actually quite alright. If you students were passionate about the history lessons of the past, I might start worrying about the future of the Stars... But if you don’t spend a little time on the past, then you should start worrying about your future grades.”

“Turn to page 173 of your textbook. In the year 871, the court Prime Minister, Blaido Usgael, drafted the Noble Act, and became the first noble to be granted the Blessing of Stars by the Empress. The content of the Noble Act is...”

The history Professor is not a stern old scholar, but rather a quite humorous and stylish old man. However, his strong personal style cannot salvage the dull content of the lectures, unless he cracks a few Duke jokes or minister anecdotes, otherwise the classroom atmosphere would remain between a sleepy haze and a muddled daze.

For Sonya, the only benefit of attending the class was being able to slowly untangle the messy threads of her mind. This was a habit she had developed after starting university, as her other spare time was packed too full, and those freely allocable time resources were all invested in herself.

More importantly, Gales was not her destination. If she stayed alone in a place with no one around, she would easily be crushed by the boring pressure, and fall into a state of self-pity. After trying once to secretly cry in bed, the rustic girl forced herself to stay as much as possible within sight of others, not allowing herself to run off to a corner to lick her wounds like a defeated dog.

Tears that could not arouse others’ sympathy and affection were utterly worthless.

Thus, the only places she could use to daydream and think about life were the dull general education classes. After all, as long as she studied a bit for the finals, she could easily pass these classes, so she could use the class time to freely contemplate her gains and losses.

Who had offended her, who had designs on her, whom she should try to please, whom she should target... Conveniently, general education classes were large lectures, allowing Sonya to survey around and lock onto her targets.

Recently, Sonya found a new form of entertainment during class—monitoring online forums to see if any students from noble families were discussing her. If she found any, she would “execute” them on the spot by calling them out, and then observe the reactions of the surrounding students. Quite a few peers who were meek in person but bold online calling her a “rustic girl” had been caught this way.

When in a good mood, Sonya would approach these students after class, tap them on the shoulder, and call out their forum nicknames, causing them significant emotional distress in the moment. When she was feeling less generous, Sonya would secretly dig up personal details about them and then, posing as a Sorcerer from the Prophecy Faction on the forums, she accurately revealed embarrassing personal details about these students. She would predict things like “you will definitely be cheated on,” “your family will fall,” or “the skincare products you use will definitely ruin your face,” inflicting lasting psychological damage.

Both scenarios were tremendously fun for her. When Adelle learned about this game, she too eagerly joined in as a “classroom police officer.” Anyone who dared to mock the Swordswoman on the forums instead of paying attention in class would face their swift justice!

So, when Adelle saw Sonya suddenly start writing intently in her notebook—her expression alternating between tension, smiles, and anger—she assumed Sonya had hooked a big fish.

Who was lucky enough to be the day’s target for the president of the Stretching Claws Club?

Thinking this, Adelle leaned over to see what damning information Sonya was recording, but today, the usually oblivious Sonya was quick as a protective mother wolf, snapping her notebook shut in an instant.

Keeping it all to herself?

Adelle turned her gaze away, pretending to focus on the Noble Act, but her mind was still on Sonya’s notebook.

Because she had glimpsed a line:

“Let’s go back together and torment each other again.”

The vibe of that scoundrel was as blatant as the fountain at the school entrance, and Adelle felt sure Sonya must have caught some playboy in her claws, ready to toy with him.

“However,” Adelle pondered, “the only people she interacts with are us. And that time I stood naked in front of her, she showed no impulse at all, which shows she doesn’t have any particular desire for women...”

“So there’s only one conclusion.”

Lois looked at Adelle, and Adelle looked at Lois’s chest.

“I’ve had my suspicions before,” Adelle said seriously. “Lois, are you actually a man?”

Lois did not respond, just looked at her calmly. Adelle then realized her joke might have gone too far and mimicked Sonya by playfully tapping her own head, “Hey, just kidding!”

“Adelle...”

“I’m now the high-ranking manager of the Stretching Claws Club. Speak politely, don’t bully me.”

“Even if I were a man,” Lois said with a chill in her gaze, “I wouldn’t choose you as a paramour.”

Adelle blinked, her eyes beginning to moisten.

Her heart was falling, continuously plummeting.

“I even thought about marrying you if I were a man... Don’t talk to me anymore!”

As Adelle turned and ran off in tears, Lois remained expressionless: “There seems to be a quiz next period in the Water Department class...” Adelle’s steps halted.

Lois strode out, with Adelle trailing behind, her eyes fixed on Lois’s backside as if cursing it to shrink.

However, Lois suddenly stopped, causing Adelle to bump into her.

“What’s wrong?”

It wasn’t just Lois; other students also paused in the hallway, looking out the windows at the sky with puzzled expressions.

Adelle looked up.

Reflected in her eyes was the shadow of the stars.