17. Don’t Hold a Grudge, Little Sister

Unlike my desire to drive away the persistent Reyef through the peaceful means of “passing the final exam,” who knows if it was Reyef’s recent slander or some other reason, this time Kephir decided to take a more straightforward approach—strength—to prove and “convince” Reyef to stop bothering us.

So even though it was more effort for Kephir to do this in the script, I didn’t stop her. Instead, I returned to my resting spot outside the training ground, enduring the strange gazes of the onlookers who were no longer watching the “practice” between Kephir and Reyef, but were instead focused on me!

To be honest, many of those gazes felt dangerous.

I had no worries about whether Kephir could defeat Reyef; after all, no matter how much trouble Reyef caused, she was merely a minor antagonist who had appeared halfway through, completely incomparable to a major boss like Nilu, who could directly threaten Kephir. The current Kephir was no longer at that “level.”

However, we had no grievances with Reyef, and she shouldn’t be targeting us simply because “she looks down on you despicable outsiders!” If that were the case, Kephir would have been picked on long ago during her first few years at Lubyanka. The time we offended Reyef must have been when I first came to Lubyanka Academy with Kephir, and to narrow it down further… it was because of my presence!

I had never done anything to provoke this noble lady, so rather than saying she was “targeting us,” it seemed more accurate to say she was using “picking on us” as a means to achieve some other ulterior motive! If I remembered correctly, I had seen many dangerous scenarios in Reyef’s script, aside from just “killing me!” Even involving Letty…

A chorus of “Ura!” interrupted my thoughts. Looking closely, it turned out that the “practice” between Kephir and Reyef had already yielded results. As the saying goes: flags fluttering, drums resounding, the training ground was filled with the sound of drums. General Reyef of Lubyanka Academy charged out on horseback, and within five exchanges, she was brought down by Kephir! When she returned, her wine was still warm!

“You lost.”

“!”

The result was unmistakable; with her sword pointed at her, Reyef didn’t even have the chance to pull a fast one like before. The muscle-bound instructors immediately stepped into the training ground to announce the result!

Earlier, in the dean’s office, Reyef had mocked me and Kephir, claiming she would “take you down in three days.” Now, having lost consecutively to both me and Kephir, she could easily spend days hiding under her blanket at home, crying. Naturally, she wouldn’t have the courage to disturb or interfere with our normal plans anymore.

That said, the script had appeared…

[Reyef harbors resentment towards Kephir and Euclid for their close contact with Letty!]

This content forced me to voice some of my concerns and suspicions before Reyef could make any unnecessary moves, hoping to dispel her resentment.

I stepped into the training ground with somewhat unsteady steps. The outcome was clear; at this moment, Kephir had already sheathed Alsas, watching as Reyef slowly got up from the ground, brushing off the excess dust from her clothes.

At this moment, Reyef was surprisingly compliant, not uttering any nonsense about “Kephir cheating,” but the script had already appeared, and her silence clearly indicated that she had “set her sights on us.” Therefore, I needed to explain some things quickly; I couldn’t hesitate!

“Miss Reyef, there are some things I want to tell you.”

“What, is it your turn for ‘practice’ now? Do you want to choose me as your opponent and win again?”

Compared to her earlier exasperation towards me, this time I was met with Reyef’s cold smile, filled with absolute hostility. At first glance, it seemed no different; both Kephir and I were disliked by this noble lady. Yet, I felt something was off.

If she had angrily accused me of “you’re just playing a wheel battle trick!” I might have felt a bit more at ease.

Suppressing my unnecessary thoughts, I shook my head and said, “For my final ‘practice,’ I won’t resort to any ‘wheel battle’ tricks. I just want to tell you: we don’t have many thoughts about the S-level final exam; we merely want to ‘challenge’ ourselves. We’ve never thought about taking advantage of the various benefits of graduating at S-level from Lubyanka Academy. We will negotiate with Emperor Letty later and ask her to establish a few more S-level slots as compensation.”

Pausing, I glanced at Reyef’s reaction.

“So as a substitute, please don’t interfere with my and Kephir’s lives at Lubyanka Academy because of your own thoughts.”

With such words, Reyef should have no reason to trouble us anymore, right? But…

I did not receive the response I had imagined. If she had looked down on me or accepted it with pleasure, I would have been prepared for that, but Leyef’s answer was unusually strange.

“So, you can ask Lady Letty to change, right?”

【Leyef is probing the relationship between Oujilide and Letty!】

Is she doubting me!? But the script described it this way, so there must be something off.

Still, I had to respond.

“Theoretically, yes…”

“!”

In the next moment, I realized: why was Leyef so “concerned” about this matter! But it was too late; after she shot me another glare, she didn’t give me a chance to answer and left with a flick of her hand, disappearing into the silence outside the training ground.

The script indeed followed with content that eased my mind!

【Leyef doesn’t intend to pursue Oujilide and Kefir any further!】

But immediately after…

【Leyef is even more dissatisfied with the relationship between Letty and Oujilide!】

With this new content appearing, I couldn’t call out to Leyef anymore; after all, just figuring out the meaning of this script was giving me a headache.

“Phew… it seems like it’s finally resolved.”

Kefir sighed in relief and then wrapped her arms around mine for support. “I could have explained all this… Also, what’s wrong with you? Is Alsas’s influence too much?”

“No… I’m just a bit uncomfortable.”

I forced a smile at Kefir.

Not understanding the meaning of the script didn’t mean I was clueless. Because one thing was certain: although Kefir and I had resolved our own troubles, …

This young lady Leyef seemed to be growing increasingly hostile towards Letty!

After all, she had a “death script” aimed at Letty!