Honestly, once Selina’s name card appeared, the manager quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
If these two were esteemed guests of Lady Selina, then he no longer had to turn a blind eye and pervert justice just to protect Miss Mira—Mira wasn’t a fool either; she should understand that these two were people she couldn’t afford to offend, right?
Sure enough, Mira’s face flushed red and then green. Finally, she stammered out a sentence, word by word, haltingly.
“In that case, this young lady will let you have this item… Hmph!”
With that, Mira turned to leave, as if fleeing, but Xiliya flashed in front of her.
“Leaving just like that?” Xiliya’s tone was icy. “You misunderstood us, and there’s not even an apology?”
“Uh…”
Mira blushed and lowered her head. After mumbling for half a day, she finally squeezed out an apology.
“I’m sorry. I misunderstood you both. I shouldn’t have judged by appearances and assumed you stole something.”
To Ximo’s surprise, the arrogant noble young lady’s apology was unexpectedly sincere. She seemed genuinely sorry for misunderstanding the two, though apologizing in public made her feel a bit embarrassed.
However, Ximo didn’t dislike this suddenly appearing haughty young lady… She even had to thank her.
Thanks to this incident, Ximo had just heard the completion chime for System’s “framed by someone” task in her mind.
Watching Mira flee in embarrassment, Xiliya stowed away the spoils of this trip: that crystal ball covered in cracks. Without Mira’s bid of four hundred gold coins, the two had snagged it for just their final bid of one hundred fifty gold coins.
“Not bad. The remaining money should last us a while. So, Ximo, what do you plan to do with this crystal ball?”
“Uh…” Ximo stared at the string of question marks in the abilities section, feeling a bit awkward. “I don’t know… So, what does ‘Saint-Level Magitool’ mean, Miss?”
“Hm?” Xiliya frowned. “What Saint-Level Magitool?”
“The Empire’s current classification and grading for magitools is the same: only low, mid, and high levels based on ability, right?”
Now it was Ximo’s turn to be dumbfounded. She had thought she’d picked up a treasure based on its abilities, but now they couldn’t even figure out what the thing did?
…
Over the next half month, Xiliya took Ximo on a grand tour of Cantelot Imperial Capital, visiting every big and small spot in the city.
It wasn’t until the day before school started that the two packed their luggage, checked out, and headed to the Imperial Capital Magic Academy to report.
Although it was called the Imperial Capital Magic Academy, the academy wasn’t built inside the imperial capital but on a mountaintop clearing outside the city, with a dedicated train running straight from the city to the school.
The Imperial Capital Magic Academy was Roland Empire’s top academy, with vast grounds and complete facilities. It was a place countless people broke their heads to enter.
The school valued every student’s future development and arranged the most suitable learning path based on each student’s talent and abilities…
The magic crystal amplifiers on campus were still blaring propaganda, but Ximo’s attention had been drawn away by the scenery.
Honestly, the feeling of entering the school gates was quite similar to a university orientation. There were big banners at the gates, and senior students acting as volunteers to guide the freshmen. But the school itself exceeded Ximo’s expectations.
The campus was really huge. In the distance, Western Gothic-style buildings added a touch of mystery and historical ambiance to the school. The ancient and profound magic academy was always the label of the Imperial Capital Magic Academy.
Such a large school made it easy to get lost, but the two didn’t need help from the seniors. Xiliya was very familiar with this place.
“Let’s go. We’ll head to the auditorium for the enrollment ceremony first. It’d be bad if we were late.”
Xiliya remembered clearly: in her previous life, her tragic life at the Imperial Capital Magic Academy had started with being late to the enrollment ceremony.
Ximo obediently followed behind Xiliya when System’s cautious voice suddenly rang in her mind.
“Darling, there’s a new plot task.”
“Go ahead.”
This time, Ximo wasn’t annoyed by the plot task. A couple of days ago, a certain little loli had appeared before her, saying she’d done her best to find a solution.
At the time, System had said that while she couldn’t cancel the system’s core plot tasks, she could tweak the task content slightly so Ximo wouldn’t have to complete those grievance-filled tasks every time.
So now, Ximo was quite curious about what kind of task System had issued her this time.
[As the sickly young lady of the Camberlan Family, the tragedies in your life are always interconnected.]
[Due to delays on the road, you nearly missed the Imperial Capital Magic Academy’s enrollment ceremony. Fortunately, you made it to the school at the last moment and arrived at the auditorium halfway through the ceremony.]
[But your tardiness caught the eye of the Student Council President who was speaking on stage. After the ceremony, she approached you and publicly criticized your unserious attitude toward enrollment.]
[Please complete the plot task “Criticized by the Student Council President after the enrollment ceremony (Incomplete)”… Of course, that’s the original task.]
“The current task is ‘Talk to the Student Council President after the enrollment ceremony (Incomplete)’. How about it, darling? This one’s much simpler, right?”
Ximo nodded silently. Indeed, compared to racking her brains to get criticized by the Student Council President, just striking up a conversation after the ceremony was a piece of cake. It seemed this customer service rep was somewhat useful.
“By the way, Ximo,” Xiliya suddenly turned back as she walked ahead. “Do you remember Melrose?”
“Who?”
Ximo was a bit confused. She’d never heard the name, but Xiliya had used “remember” with her amnesiac self, proving it was someone famous.
“The current Student Council President of this academy, and also the princess of the Roland Empire,” Xiliya paused. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember, but promise me one thing, Ximo: keep your distance from her in school.”
Ximo blinked. Although Xiliya said that… wasn’t the task she just got about the Student Council President?
