Desperately trying to read Neris’s mood during her visit to Neris’s dormitory this morning, Isabel questioned herself, “Were my questions subtle enough? What if this cunning kid catches on? If she feels she’s being monitored because of her dirty personality, she might go complain to Lord Nellusione. Then, I’ll be the one turned upside down.”

“Yesterday?”

Meanwhile, Neris, who was well aware that Isabel was keeping an eye on her, found her attitude amusing.

Being watched by Isabel was something she had experienced in her previous life, but this kind of servile attitude was limited to dealing with the Elendria family members other than Neris.

Tonight, when Isabel returned to the Elendria siblings’ dormitory, she would need news to take back. And Neris had already prepared something suitable.

She smiled subtly.

“No need to feel awkward. I was just very busy yesterday, and I didn’t have time to endure your foolish behavior. I had to go with my senior for research necessary for the class; otherwise, it would have been a waste.”

Isabel gritted her teeth at the thorough disdain she felt in each word.

This arrogant person. She comfortably enjoys everything she has and acts like she’s the one enduring. Enduring? It’s me who endures!

“Is that so?”

But that was the only response she could muster. Looking at Isabel, who couldn’t hide her brewing anger, Neris smiled inwardly.
Anyway, the fact that she left in a carriage with a noticeable-looking senior would have been witnessed by anyone. Given the various people coming and going at the Caten station where she met Aidan.

In that case, it was better to let out a certain amount of information as if it were not worth investigating the incident at all.

And if you could mix in the information you wanted to leak to the other party, it would be even better. Neris’s small lips let out an adult-like sigh overtly.

“In my position, I can’t afford to be lazy at all. You may find it hard to understand, but going to school is not an easy thing.”

Ha, desperately going to school to the point of shamelessly borrowing money from distant relatives?

Isabel thought that if she had been given the same opportunity, she could have done much better than this kid.

Both are knights’ daughters, both come from humble backgrounds… Why does that brat get to make arrogant remarks while spending happy school days?

Jealousy surged.

Suddenly, such thoughts overwhelmed her. Isabel felt that this fourteen-year-old brat in front of her would be better off dead right away. It would be refreshing only then.

Before Isabel’s hand could move to take any action, Neris quickly spoke up with a voice that unmistakably revealed a self-pitying emotion.

“Even last semester… No, never mind.”

Isabel believed she understood everything about Neris Trude.

A presumptuous and ignorant kid who complains foolishly, thinking she’s a noble. It seemed that if she became a big shot, she would pour out countless stories that would make her look pitiful. Even a past that could serve as a vulnerability where Miss Valentin could scold her.

Believing in her own interpretation, Isabel asked exactly the question Neris wanted.

“What happened, Miss? If there’s anything difficult, please tell me. Even though I’m young, I might be able to offer helpful advice, Miss.”

Perhaps it would turn out as expected.

Neris blinked her eyes innocently, as if she had just realized that Isabel was older than her. And slowly, as if recalling a painful past, she spoke.

“Last semester…”

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Watching Valentin’s face turn red and blue, Isabel became convinced that the information she had ‘acquired through great effort’ was valuable.

Mulling over what she had heard, Valentin shouted like thunder.

“Delma! No, how could this happen? That lowly thing is too audacious! Dare to wag its tail at His Highness?”

“Oh dear, Miss. Please calm down. It’s not certain yet.”

The person Valentin referred to as ‘His Highness’ was a grand aristocrat and from a prominent family, but neither Delma nor Valentin cared about such facts.
Anyway, people from households lower than the Elendria dukedom were all commoners to Valentin.

Despite Delma’s dissuasion, Valentin, once her temper flared, didn’t know how to calm down.

“Natasha may be the duke’s daughter, but still, Megara! Even with her status, she should keep her mouth shut and lower her head! Shameless!”

Certainly, there were few occasions in this world where Megara Lycanthropos had to keep her mouth shut and lower her head, but no one pointed out that fact.

Delma still didn’t trust the rumors Isabel claimed to have heard from Neris today.

She knew well that Megara and Neris didn’t get along, and Isabel might have fabricated the story that Neris said, ‘Megara will go to the prince in her nightclothes and act cute.’

However, as Isabel, she was fervently playing along to gain Valentin’s trust.

“That’s right, Miss. No matter how young you are, you should be able to distinguish between what’s appropriate and what’s not, like our Miss!”

“That’s right!”

Valentin agreed and looked resolute. She knew well why she was angry, although she couldn’t say it anywhere.

Since she was young, Valentin had heard from her family that the position of the country’s top woman was prepared for her. Valentin vaguely understood what that expression meant from around the time she matured.

Empress.

In terms of age, Natasha Grennehalls was more suitable for Crown Prince Abelus. However, even though the Grennehalls family was also a duke’s family, it was definitely lower in status than the Elendria family because they didn’t inherit the bloodline of the Three Warriors.

As the most well-off unmarried noblewoman among the young aristocrats, Valentin had always thought that someday she would marry Abelus and rule Vista.

Long ago, when Valentin was anxious upon learning that Abelus was dating Natasha, her older brother Nellucian laughed and assured her.

If you hide your current feelings well and stay quiet, when the time comes, that position will be given to you.

Her brother kept his promise without fail. So, Valentin decided to wait patiently. For the day when she would grow up beautifully and the day when her brother would fulfill that promise.

But in the middle of it all, Megara dared to intervene and try to snatch everything away.

Valentin ground her teeth and stood up.

“Where are you going, Miss?”

Since it would be a big problem if the relationship between Isabel and Valentin were revealed to Nellucian, Valentin, Isabel, and Delma, the three of them were gathered in Valentin’s luxurious room in the Elendria siblings’ dormitory, with the door tightly closed.

When Delma asked, Valentin answered with fiery eyes.
“I’m going to Megara! I’ll ask if she really behaved so vulgarly, and if it’s true, I’ll scratch her face!”

If an ordinary child had said this, it would have been a statement that would have drawn sighs from those around, but from Valentin’s perspective, it was quite lenient. Anyway, she was just going to ask if it really happened.

It would be awkward if Nellucian knew about the situation. If Valentin really did something like that to Megara’s pretty face, the Lycanthropos family wouldn’t stay quiet just because she was from the Rikeandros family.

Hasn’t Megara entered the prince’s bedroom? She’s still so young.

While Delma was pondering how to stop this, feeling awkward, Isabel egged on Valentin.

“That’s right, Miss. Who are you! You can do whatever you want.”

Delma glared at Isabel in disbelief. Isabel pretended not to notice that sharp gaze.

Valentin commanded in a voice that allowed no objections.

“Come on, Delma. We need to find Megara. Right now!”