Chapter 3
by Jessie@AFNCCAbout 100 students had already gathered at the grass-covered knight’s training ground. The sound of them gathering in pairs soon turned into chatter.
It was the characteristic vigor of the academy, which symbolizes the youths of the continent. But even those chatters subsided in an instant the moment I arrived.
It was as if a high-ranking noble came to visit a rural village. At the very least, it was not a treatment that a Viscount’s second son could enjoy. The icy silence settled around me just because of my infamy.
It came as a considerable burden on my mind to pay attention to hundreds of stares at once. It made me want to vomit out the soup I ingested for breakfast.
Of course, I wasn’t the only cause of this chilling silence.
Already, I could feel an ominous gaze on me from somewhere.
At once, my eyes turned to the source of that penetrating gaze. It was just as I expected.
Lustrous gray hair stood out as if they were born out of the fusion of the finest of white and black shades. Her hair that came down to her waist might be a nuisance for a knight, but as a woman, they glorified her beauty.
She is gifted with deep blue eyes reminiscent of the ocean floor and her flawless, unblemished skin. The uniforms of the Knight’s Faculty, which emphasized ease of use, adhered to her body, revealing her filtration curves yet somehow gave off an innocent charm.
She is a beautiful woman. Sometimes, when I stared into those sapphire eyes, I often wondered if she is even a human. Wouldn’t she be a glassware that was painstakingly molded by a skilled artisan?
Although she was not born with blonde hair and red eyes, which symbolizes the Yurdina family, she was a woman with beauty resembling that of the moon. She always charmed many men just like a flower inexorably attracts bees to itself.
The end of those men who got charmed like that was disastrous.
Some of my friends who were once trying to court Seria Yurdina came to mind. They couldn’t help but burst into tears at her attitude of complete disregard.
She looked at me with an icy gaze. On the other hand, only panic dwelled in my eyes.
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