Chapter 187: The Guarantor
Prove that she was herself?
It was as ridiculous as being asked to scientifically prove your mother was your mother.
But Snow was clearly stumped.
After all, no one had ever questioned her identity before. Those she had helped, villagers and other races alike, had always respected and trusted her unconditionally.
But today…
As Snow pondered, another teacher entered the admissions office.
This Ms. Roxanne was clearly much more harsh than Martha.
Her sharp features and pointed chin suggested she wasn’t someone to be trifled with, and she immediately launched into a lecture.
“Little miss, if you have sufficient proof that you’re the hero, we’ll have nothing to say. For example, show us your professional mark, or demonstrate your power. Of course, strength alone isn’t enough, it’s best to have witnesses and evidence, or an official document from the empire… Don’t take my attitude personally, but if every student claimed to be the hero without proof, it would create a lot of trouble for the admissions office.”
Roxanne’s words resonated with Martha.
Although harsh, they were true.
What if Snow was an imposter?
As admissions officers, they had to be thorough.
Better safe than sorry.
The previous incident with the fake hero had caused a lot of trouble, many people had lost their heads, and Martha didn’t want to be one of them.
If they were wrong, they could simply apologize and blame it on their diligence…
Thinking of this, Martha sided with Roxanne.
“Well?” she asked Snow, who had remained silent.
“…Oh.”
Snow’s lips moved, but she didn’t do anything.
Martha, thinking she was just putting on a brave face, said, “I’ll give you one more chance, if you don’t show us any proof of your identity, then I’ll have to ask you to leave.”
Roxanne interjected, “Why waste your breath on her? If she were truly the hero, she would have shown us by now. Little miss, listen to me, turn back now, and we’ll pretend this never happened.”
Their baseless accusations were like a bucket of filth poured over Snow’s head.
Such disrespect would normally enrage anyone, but Snow was different, she was special…
Hearing their words, Snow finally moved.
Under their scrutinizing gazes, she walked out of the office, then turned left…
Thump—
A dull thud.
The left side of the admissions office was a dead end, and Snow’s head unfortunately collided with the wall—she had seemingly intended to leave, but Martha’s words had misled her.
“Ow.”
A soft, almost cute cry of pain.
Snow, clutching her forehead, returned to the office, her eyes watery, as if she had been greatly wronged.
The two teachers were speechless.
They hadn’t expected anyone to be so naive, literally following their instructions to “turn left.”
Airheaded?
The word crossed Martha’s mind.
They watched in stunned silence as Snow bowed to them, then turned to leave again.
“Wait.”
Martha felt that such a person couldn’t be a liar, she thought Snow deserved another chance.
But Roxanne disagreed, Snow’s previous silence making her suspicious.
They reached an impasse.
“Don’t assume the worst, what if she’s just here to enroll?”
“Does she look like she’s here to enroll? Not a single word, I thought she was mute.”
“Perhaps it’s her personality, we’ve encountered such people before, they’re usually called… socially awkward?”
“That makes sense, if she’s socially awkward, then her silence is understandable.”
Roxanne slapped her hand, as if making up her mind.
“If you have a suitable guarantor, you can enroll.”
Saint Lorenzo Academy had a special guarantor system, similar to a recommendation letter, requiring someone with sufficient reputation, prestige, and influence to vouch for the applicant.
The guarantor could be a professor, a noble, or a prominent business tycoon.
As long as they were influential, it would be effective.
It was like a backdoor, regardless of your past or your reputation, as long as you had a powerful guarantor, you could enter the academy, even receiving special treatment.
“And if you have someone who can prove you’re the hero, and vouch for you, we’ll retract our previous statements and apologize.”
Roxanne was still skeptical of Snow’s behavior.
And she hadn’t received any notification about the hero’s enrollment.
After all, the world’s savior, the beloved hero, couldn’t possibly be this “socially awkward” girl, could she?
Roxanne couldn’t imagine her own reaction if it were true…
She glanced at Martha, who shared her concerns.
No way…
Roxanne’s confidence wavered.
“Ahem, so, little miss, do you have a guarantor?”
If she were truly the hero, she would know many influential people, or at least one close friend who could vouch for her.
Roxanne wasn’t sure if she even wanted Snow to be the hero anymore.
Her mind was in a mess…
“No.”
Fortunately, Snow didn’t seem to know any guarantors.
Martha breathed a sigh of relief.
“Maybe…”
Snow tapped her chin, thinking for a moment. “There is one.”
Roxanne’s face turned green.
Damn it.
Having a guarantor meant they had just offended someone important, they were doomed!
Roxanne inwardly cursed Martha for not asking about the guarantor earlier, they had already said so much, and now it turned out the girl had backing.
“Then, little miss, can your guarantor come here now? I mean, the guarantor needs to be present to sign the agreement…”
Roxanne’s tone had changed completely, now using honorifics.
“Yes.”
Snow nodded.
But inwardly, she was wondering how to contact Lena.
They hadn’t exchanged contact information…
And they had only met once, she wasn’t sure if Lena would be willing to vouch for her…
If not, she would have to ask the empire, either Red or the Empress or Diana.
Although Snow didn’t want to get involved with the royal family…
But she had to enroll.
Defeating the Demon King was her duty, a mission ingrained in her mind since birth, a voice urging her.
She had to become stronger…
Stronger than everyone else.
Strong enough to kill the Demon King.
