12dz Chapter 109: Back to School Dance
Chapter 109: Back to School Dance
The cafeteria of Briffin College is located north of the library, close to the girls' dormitory, separated only by a lake.
The huge cafeteria building is reflected on the lake. It looks like an open thick dictionary, divided into the east and west blocks, and has three floors.
A girls' dormitory near the lake is occupied by senior students. The more remote the location, the more junior students live there. The apartments are changed once a year, so there is only one single rule for living in the college, which is to sign a one-year contract.
Figgins is a very enthusiastic girl. She is the same height as Isabella, has a slightly chubby figure, long golden hair, and her temperament is no worse than Isabella.
Isabella was a little suspicious: Why did she try to get close to me? I was just a lower-class noble with excellent grades. Could it be that she had a long-term vision or was she scheming?
On second thought, the lives of people in this world and this era are full of classes. If you want to find a suitable classmate to deal with, it is best to find someone who is of a similar class to you. There is a great risk in comparing yourself with others who are superior to you, and you are reluctant to be compatible with others who are inferior to you.
These damn thoughts are just Isabella's own unnecessary suspicions. What is the purpose? Maybe it's just a simple deal.
There are many dishes in the cafeteria, with an abundance of meat, as well as things that fly in the sky, walk on the ground, swim in the water, and burrow in the soil. There are also ordinary vegetarian dishes as well as magical potion ingredients and vegetables. The price is twice that of ordinary dishes.
"Isabella, what do you want to eat? There are a lot of noodle soups on the second floor, and the third floor is very cheap, with a lot of simple meals. There are also a lot of meats on the first floor, and the prices are a bit more expensive than those at the entrance of the college."
Figgins showed a conflicted expression and provided options, letting Isabella make the decision.
"I want to try something new. I have never eaten many monsters that can be made into meat. For example, I wonder if the demonized wild boars that so many of us killed during the entrance exam taste good..."
After Isabella made her decision, she chose to eat on the first floor. Each cafeteria on the first floor could accommodate two thousand people at the same time, and her current location was only the first floor of the East Cafeteria. It would take another five hundred meters to go to the West Cafeteria, so she didn't go.
The chef of Briffin Academy used magic to prepare meals, which could retain at least half of the residual scattered magic power from monsters and potions. After a meal, only Fei Jinse felt that his magic power source increased a little. Isabella was a national-level third-level cultivator, and the food tasted the same to her, with no improvement at all.
After Isabella finished her meal, everyone paid for their own meals, which also triggered a thought: I wonder if the chefs in this world are limited in their skills. The higher the level of the magician, the slower his improvement when eating monster ingredients. It seems that there is an invisible rule that restricts everyone's improvement channel.
After dinner, on the way back, I saw a notice on the college bulletin board in the library. It was covered with a notice. It simply said that a start-of-school dance would be held in the college auditorium on the last night of August.
"...Life at Briffin College is so rich," Isabella couldn't help but murmur, "The college I attended in my previous life might not have been this comfortable. No wonder this country has become a powerful country. The treatment is so good."
Figgins also saw the notice and suggested that Isabella should wear her best clothes. If she had the chance, she might meet a noble son and ask him to dance with her.
Figgins's eyes were full of expectation, and she hugged her face and fell into beautiful fantasy.
"There is the Seventh Prince in our class. I wonder who he will fall in love with..."
Isabella sighed inwardly: Even if he likes me, it's useless. I'm the child of the Knight Commander's family and I've never learned dancing...
Isabella thought of a different way: Why should I wear such nice clothes? I must wear the dress issued by the college to let those boys know that in fact, apart from my good grades, there is no other highlight in my life.
On the day of the opening dance, at Isabella's villa.
Milushia laughed at Isabella: "No? What's wrong with you? You're wearing a school dress? Your blue and white skirt and pink shirt Lolita look pretty, why don't you wear it? Aren't you too confident about your looks?"
Ivy Solis spoke in a way that made it seem like she cared about Isabella.
"Ah? Miss Isabella, don't you have any beautiful clothes you like? Do you want to wear mine? I brought a lot with me, and I can only wear them on ordinary days when I'm here."
"...Okay, I don't know how to answer you. Maybe I just want to be special." Isabella said while tidying up in the large mirror on the wall.
After listening to what the two said, I suddenly felt that I was dressed very badly in the mirror, a purple-black plaid skirt, a lavender long-sleeved suit, a large collared white lining, and a red bow. My hair was tied into a low ponytail, with bangs covering my eyebrows and revealing my forehead.
"This... it seems a little ugly but it's not good to look at..." Isabella frowned at the mirror and said, "Forget it, I want it this way."
Led by Milushia, Isabella and Ivy Solis came to the college auditorium.
The space inside the auditorium is very large. Even when viewed from the outside, it seems to be eight stories high. There is a transparent arc dome, through which you can see the brilliant stars in the night sky and the bright blue moonlight.
The auditorium is very spacious inside, with the dome covering almost half of a football field. There are more than 3,000 students and more than 300 teachers. The activities organized by the college do not require everyone to participate. Among the more than 3,000 people, more than 900 are freshmen this year.
Under the big stage in the auditorium, each class has two large tables.
Isabella looked up and saw that the lights were controlled by magicians who used light element magic. They were staff members of the academy's post-school department. The lights around the auditorium were made of some kind of luminous magic stone, and the brightness was equivalent to that of electric lights.
Isabella knew that no one in this world had invented electrical equipment, let alone electric lights, because their magic was already convenient enough.
There were very few students in the auditorium wearing college gowns. Isabella could tell from their healthy skin color that they were probably from common families, and perhaps the only good-looking clothes they had were college gowns.
It was strange for Isabella to wear a dress as a noble lady. When the boys in her class saw Isabella dressed like this, they thought she could not wait to integrate into the campus. Some girls approached Isabella and praised her beauty, saying that she could handle the dress gracefully and had a rational beauty.
The girls all said in unison: "At first glance, he's a top student..."
The boys’ opinions, especially Brian’s comments: “This is a true love for Briffin College. The college’s clothing design is very good. Compared with other colleges, our aesthetics are advanced.”
Because the analysis was so clear and logical, the boys all nodded as if they understood it. They all thought Isabella was pretty and looked good in anything she wore. If they were to give a proper answer, they really didn't know how to explain it.
The college band came on stage one after another in the auditorium. This world also had instruments such as piano, cello, violin, harp, trumpet and drums.
The music they played was relaxing and beautiful, as if they were in a high mountain under the sun, surrounded by lawns, with snow-capped mountains and streams in the distance.
When the music on the stage sounded, seniors from the Student Union pushed over a food cart, and on the table were fruits with magical powers, as well as desserts such as pudding, cookies, and cakes.
In the class, the boys have been divided into three factions: those with great noble backgrounds, those with lower-class nobles and chambers of commerce backgrounds, and finally the common people with good family backgrounds.
There was one exception, the seventh prince, who chatted with the fourth princess for a few words.
Isabella could hear it clearly, after all, they were only four meters away at the table across from each other.
The fourth princess' voice was not loud, and her pink and white dance costume made her look slim.
"...Remember to go on stage. As a prince, you must show the demeanor of our royal family. Just take the initiative. No one dares to refuse our royal invitation. This gives them face and opportunity, which they would love..."
"I will take the initiative. I feel like I am even more nervous than my classmates. This is my first time facing so many people in the audience..."
"Don't be timid... As the crown prince, what will you do in the future when you face a population a hundred times larger than the population here? Train yourself in the academy. I don't expect you to have the potential to become a king. When you grow up, you must have your own opinions..."
After the fourth princess left, he was alone. He glanced at his classmates from noble families, but no one dared to look him in the eye.
The Seventh Prince did not sigh. After all, he had to maintain his royal demeanor, and he did not like to talk to others for fear of bothering them.
Julius Momot was as lonely as the Seventh Prince. Isabella understood the Seventh Prince's loneliness, but the fact that Julius didn't interact with anyone made Isabella curious.
He likes to pretend to be profound at such a young age... Isabella smiled secretly, she actually likes this kind of thing.
But her eyes inadvertently met those of the Seventh Prince, and she felt a strange surprise in his eyes, as if they could see each other and understand each other's hearts.
On the stage, several songs were changed. The student union senior who hosted the dance came to Isabella's class and shouted to all the new students to come on stage. If no one went on stage, the price would be that the class would not have any gifts.
At this time, the seventh prince slowly stood up. At this moment, the students in the class and the neighboring class focused their eyes on him.
The Seventh Prince was wearing a white and gold suit with red lines outlining the edges of the suit, which matched his vigorous golden hair. When he stood up, it was like a ray of morning glow rising in the auditorium.
Everyone nearby watched him silently as he walked to Isabella's side. Isabella stood up and saluted, which was as standard as it could be. However, she felt inexplicably nervous in her heart. It was not because of the Seventh Prince, but because of the gazes of the people around the Seventh Prince.
The Seventh Prince simply leaned forward and half bowed, extending his right hand to Isabella.
"Miss Isabella, I am only relatively familiar with you in the academy, so would it be convenient for you to dance with me?"
Isabella didn't dare to look up and look at him. She felt that the atmosphere at the moment was extremely awkward. The Seventh Prince wore white gloves, and his delicate fingers were as bony as a girl's hands.
“Um…” Isabella didn’t dare to speak loudly. She hesitated for a while before saying seriously, “Your Highness, I am from the Knight Commander’s family. I have never learned to dance. I will only make a fool of myself if I go up to the stage. I am really sorry…”
The Seventh Prince smiled and sighed nervously before answering: "It's okay, Miss Isabella, can you introduce a friend who you think is a gorgeous dancer?"
Isabella had a strange smile on her face.
This opportunity should be given to Milushia, but I don't want to take it. Such a good opportunity...
Isabella glanced at the girls in the class. They looked at Isabella with longing eyes. The girls in the class did not dare to consider it, as it would easily ruin the balance of their relationships in the class.
"...I suggest that Your Highness and I go find Miss Ivy Solis from the second class of the first year ice department." Isabella looked at the second class of the first year ice department, turned around and continued, "She is my friend, and she is from Leonton City like me..."
The Seventh Prince followed Isabella's line of sight and looked towards Ice Class 2, causing the girls in that direction to be extremely excited and surprised.
The girls in the same class almost hated Isabella. Not only did she reject the invitation of the Seventh Prince, she also gave up the golden opportunity. The problem was that she didn't want it herself, and she didn't even keep it for her class. She was so vicious! I just praised her!
Isabella brought the Seventh Prince to Ivy Solis. She felt very wronged and panicked: Why was the Seventh Prince brought here by Miss Isabella? It's over. I'm going to make a fool of myself! I haven't practiced dancing for two and a half months...
The Seventh Prince cordially invited Ivy Solis to come on stage, and then on the stage, the two of them became the focus of the whole audience. Ivy Solis's dancing was a little unfamiliar at first, and her face was already red, but the Seventh Prince remained silent and finished the song.
When Isabella returned to her seat in class, she was inevitably attacked by the girls.
Isabella could only try her best to smooth things over: "...Next time, I will definitely give Ivy Solis a chance this time..."
Several girls from the noble families did not buy it and spoke out against Isabella.
"This is different! This is the back-to-school dance!"
"Yes! The next dance will have a different meaning! Why don't you understand?"
"I'm not jealous that the Seventh Prince asked you to go on stage. Give the opportunity to someone from another class. Explain yourself quickly!"
When Isabella was depressed, a shadow appeared behind her.
Milushia gritted her teeth and said word by word: "I, Sha, Bei, La..."
Milushia angrily pushed Isabella's face with her palm and said indignantly, "Why don't you give priority to me? My dancing is more than ten times better than Ivy Solis! Do you have a lot of prejudices against me? What if she is too nervous and her hands and feet are too weak to obey you? Are you persecuting her or harming the Seventh Prince..."
When they saw someone attacking Isabella, they gathered together, criticized her verbally and pinched her hands and feet.
Only after the song ended did they stop ravaging him...
After the Seven Princes' dance, Ivy Solis was carefully helped off the stage because she kept saying she was too nervous, and she became even more nervous when she heard the applause after the dance.
After stepping off the stage, the Seventh Prince simply praised her and returned to his seat in the class, but he noticed from a distance that a girl with beautiful red hair was hugging Isabella...
Ivy Solis was welcomed back to her seat by the girls in her class. She was like a returning hero. Many people also asked what the relationship was between Ivy and the student in a dress from the first year of the Thunder Department class, and how she could have attracted such a big figure as the Seventh Prince.
Before Ivy Solis recovered from her weakness, she was invited by Tek Azbodi, a member of the Fire Element Department and the youngest son of the Duke of the Western Territory of the Empire. In order to save the face of the nobles, he believed that his appearance, temperament, clothing, self-confidence and other aspects were not inferior to the Seventh Prince.
Ivy Solis takes the stage again…
The boys in Isabella's class teased secretly.
That's the son of Duke Azpodi? How come he..."
"The dance is elegant and fierce, as if he is declaring that only he can touch the girls in this class?"
The seventh prince didn't care about the situation on the stage at all because he was invited by his royal brother and sister to have a small gathering at their place.
The dance is over and we are on our way back.
Ivy Solis followed the two with a blushing face.
"Isabella! I'll remember this!"
Milucia still didn't let Isabella go. She held Isabella's waist tightly with her right arm and walked with her.
"I didn't get any benefit or limelight from this back-to-school dance! All the good things went to Ivy Solis!"
After saying that, she angrily bit Isabella's left shoulder, pretending to be an angry vampire girl.
Isabella endured the pain and didn't cry out, because there were several boys passing by nearby, so she had to at least maintain some ladylike manners.
The three boys were all wearing red suits and were classmates of Milushia.
What's strange is how come they all hid their primary sources of magic power and disguised themselves as students at the entry-level magic sorcerer level?