As he showed, Abner didn't take much of the threats posed by Borg Yavis and some of the nobles behind him. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's not that he looks down on them...... Well, he did look down on them - these guys, who only knew how to rely on the power of their fathers and grandparents to oppress those who were below them, were just a bunch of second-rate people who would sooner or later be swept away in the dustbin of history.

Of course, this does not mean that he will deliberately provoke them by hitting the stone with an egg. Just like he said to Heyman, the purpose of his coming to the school was to learn knowledge and lay a good foundation for the future, not to compete with others - besides, if he was good enough and strong enough, even if His Royal Highness Jane really showed an attitude of liking himself, he would not dare to come to Borg and the children of the great nobles behind him to threaten himself as blatantly as he did today, right?

"So, in the final analysis, it's still my own lack of strength, and I need to work hard!" said Abner in a whisper.

"Hey, I can't believe that you, a little guy, can realize this!"

Another pleasant girl's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, with a hint of surprise.

Reflexively, Abner's body in the chair fell to the side and back, almost falling down.

He was now sitting in a small gazebo, and the fence around him was not high, and if he fell, although he would not cause serious injuries or anything, it was inevitable that he would lose face in front of the girl who was talking.

"Hmm, am I that scary?"

At the same time as a sound came again, a slender white right hand stretched out and grabbed him who was about to fall to the ground.

"Miss Paris......"

Paris, the girl who was with Jane yesterday afternoon.

Abner, who was easily balanced by the maiden, called out her name. This handsome black-haired girl with burgundy eyes was looking at Abner with a smile on her face, looking at him with curiosity, surprise and other emotions in her eyes.

"I didn't think you remembered my name!" After he stood firm, the girl let go of her hand, looking at Abner, who was still a little unresponsive and looked dumbfounded, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Well, let's introduce myself a little - Paris Gelgula, the daughter of the nouveau riche, please give me more advice in the future~"

――Girl, is it really okay for you to introduce yourself like that?

Although he complained in his heart, Abner did have some good feelings for this frank girl, so he also introduced himself: "Abner Felix, also the son of a nouveau riche, please give me more advice in the future." ”

“...... Haha!" After a moment's pause, the girl burst out laughing, her voice clear and beautiful, "You're such an interesting boy, it's the first time I've seen someone like you introduce yourself." ”

"Isn't that how Miss Paris introduced herself?"

Apparently obvious, Abner said with a smile.

"......" The girl was stunned again for a moment, and smiled even more happily, but there was a hint of narrowness in her eyes: "I introduce this because my father is a recognized nouveau riche in the royal capital;

It's more direct, clearly and unabashedly saying that his father is an upstart, and he hasn't been ashamed yet, girl, your heart is so wide!

“...... Although the father of the family is not a well-established household recognized by the royal capital, in the eyes of the real nobles, a family that has not inherited at least three generations can be regarded as an upstart, right?"

Shrugging his shoulders, Abner also replied quite easily, and at the same time blackened a 'real noble' without a trace.

“...... Poof, you guy, that's interesting!" The girl laughed at Abner's words again, "but that can't be wrong, so I'll just think you have a point." ”

"So, do I need to thank Miss Paris for acknowledging my claim?"

“...... No thanks, Abner Felix. The girl said seriously.

“......”

-- Depressed Abner --

"So, Miss Paris, you came to me, is there something wrong with Miss Jane?"

After the joke had been told to each other, the two sat down with each other, and Abner asked politely.

This young lady with a somewhat cheerful and bright personality is not familiar with her relationship, and she will find herself, most likely it should be Miss Jane's reason, right?

With this speculation in mind, Abner looked at the girl.

"Not really. Paris waved her hand absently, "It's just that I heard that you were threatened and a little curious, so I came over and had nothing to do with Sister Jane." ”

As she spoke, her expression took on a serious tone: "So, Mr. Abner Felix, what is your decision?"

“？”

What just happened in the morning was known to her so soon?

Abner's heart was surprised: it was not yet noon, could it be that the gossip in the academy spread so fast, or was it because it was related to Miss Jane?

"Do you need me to be clearer?" the girl asked, looking at the surprise in Abner's eyes, and then, without waiting for him to answer, she said as she understood, "So, do you want to stay away from Sister Jane, as Borg Yavis said, or do you want to be with us without hesitating his words?"

Paris's red, unadulterated eyes stared straight at him, waiting for his answer.

"What an upright kid!"

Abner, who was staring at her, sighed in his heart - although Paris may have set a trap for him in words, his evaluation of this girl is still straightforward.

In all fairness, if you are the other person, you will not be satisfied with the answer of 'leaving' or 'no scruples'.

In the case of the former, there is no doubt that this person is a weak person, and naturally has no value to be a friend, while the latter is also quite problematic -- you have only known us for a long time, and you are going to be with us, are you a widow and a disease?

But, at least, she came to her face to ask her opinion, not condescendingly dictating to herself, or whispering something in front of Miss Jane.

Therefore, Abner decided to make his life in the academy more beautiful in the future....... It would be better to answer the question with intellect than character, as he had told and them—though he did.

"I'm sorry. He shrugged his shoulders, with a faint, confident smile on his face, looking innocent, "I won't choose either." ”

“...... Why?"

"Because, I have an ideal. ”

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