Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

Lucio had already looked away and refocused his attention on the blackboard and textbook, as if the brief encounter had never happened.

But his fingers gripping the pen tightened almost imperceptibly, and deep within his eyes behind his glasses, a turbulent undercurrent still lingered.

That was... the Dark Elf King we encountered before, and the other one is most likely the same.

Edwin's purpose in infiltrating Huagang Central Primary School under the alias "Lucio" was clear and simple:

Observe the growth of Xia An'an, the destined flower fairy magician, up close, and provide secret guidance and assistance when necessary.

However, the current situation in Huagang City is far more complicated than he had anticipated.

Besides Xia An'an, the destined fairy magician, the forces of the Dark Demon God have clearly infiltrated and are stirring.

And then there was Xia Tong, whom I met in the park that day. She was the Plum Blossom Fairy King, who turned and ran away, and who could use dark magic.

And the Dark Elf King we saw yesterday, a figure shrouded in uncertainty and potential danger… What is their connection to the Dark God?

All of this made Edwin deeply uneasy.

Therefore, another important task he came here was to find out the movements of the Dark Demon God and to investigate what exactly happened with the "Dark Elf King" he had encountered before.

His original plan was to observe Xia An'an while secretly investigating others.

But to his utter surprise, one of the interviewees appeared before him with another interviewee, and in such an unexpected and unpredictable situation.

The existence of the Dark Elf King is itself a potential threat to the stability of the current Flower Fairy King and the Flower Codex.

Therefore, he must quickly find out Xia Tong's background and the true connection between Xia Tong and these dark elf kings.

On the podium, the homeroom teacher was explaining the text in a steady voice. Most students in the classroom were either listening attentively or daydreaming; everything seemed normal.

Lucio, sitting in the middle-to-back position, appeared to be listening attentively, but inwardly he was already in a state of high alert and rapid analysis.

His gaze was no longer directed directly at her, but rather he used a more discreet method, relying on the reflection of his glasses and the peripheral vision to observe Xia Tong more covertly.

He even began to reassess Xia An'an—his original focus of observation.

Xia Tong is her younger brother, and the two are very close. Will Xia Tong's abnormality affect Xia An'an? How much does Xia An'an know about this? Does that silly little Kukuru know that the magician he chose has such a "special" younger brother hidden in his family?

I must find an opportunity... to contact him alone.

Lucio made a silent decision.

Obviously not in the classroom, too conspicuous. During break? Lunch break? Or... after school?

He needs to gather as much information as possible.

At that moment, Xia Tong pressed the two "unstable elements" under the table and then gently patted them both.

At the same time, he used magic to convey clear words to the two of them: "Stop fooling around, turn back into cards first."

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, under the table, considering the troublesome situation of being discovered earlier, curled his lip, and took the lead in transforming into a wine-red stream of light, condensing into a card, which landed in Xia Tong's hand.

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream was much more obedient. She seemed to realize that she might have caused a little trouble. She blinked her deep purple-red eyes, looked at Xia Tong with a hint of apology, and then obediently turned into pink light and back into a card.

Xia Tong then quickly and discreetly put the two cards that had regained their calm into her pocket, placing them together with Shadow Camellia's cards and the Nine Thousand Years Old's plum blossom pendant.

After doing all this, he sat up straight and turned his gaze back to the blackboard, maintaining at least superficially the "calm" of the classroom.

But he could clearly sense that the subtle attention from "Lucio" had not disappeared.

The other party has clearly noticed Jiu Qiansui and Shan Meng, and judging from Edwin's reaction, this matter is probably not going to be so easy to turn over.

Being stared at like this all the time isn't a solution...

Xia Tong was making plans in her mind.

Edwin's goal was clear: to find a way to distract himself (and the few people in his pocket), or... to give him something to do.

A slightly wicked but potentially effective idea popped into Xia Tong's mind.

Find an opportunity to let Edwin's own shadow "play" with him.

Although he himself was unsure about the personalities of the summoned shadows, at least for now, it seemed that none of them would attack him.

Just as Xia Tong was pondering this to himself, the Elf Kings in his pocket were having a silent "exchange".

Subtle fluctuations are quietly passing between the cards, forming a kind of secret "chat".

The thought of Shadow Mountain Dream, carrying a hint of unease and pure doubt, was the first to arrive:

"Your Excellency... do you think we shouldn't have come out just now? It seems... we caused Xia Tong some trouble?"

The shadow of Tsubaki carried an air of coldness and obvious disdain:

"Oh, so you're asking now? Weren't you quite the one sticking your neck out earlier?"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows only replied slowly now, her tone still carrying that playful and indifferent air:

"Hey, Tsubaki, don't be so serious~ So what if we were seen? What can Edwin do to us? Besides, it's so boring staying in the cards all the time, what's wrong with coming out for some fresh air? Who knew he had such sharp eyes..."

Shadow Camellia's mental fluctuations carried a cold sarcasm, bluntly retorting:

"Ha, what can he do to you? He won't easily lay a hand on us because he doesn't know our background. But what will he do? He'll do everything he can to investigate us, find out our origins and purposes, and determine if we're a threat. Do you think being targeted by those old-fashioned and self-righteous remnants of the Ancient Spirit Clan is something to be happy about?"

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream's mind immediately tensed up, filled with deep worry: "Then... then Xia Tong, could she be in some danger? It's all my fault..."

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old was silenced for a moment after being rebuked by Shadow Chun, and she realized that she might have indeed overlooked something.

But she was too embarrassed to admit her mistake directly, so she changed her mind and, with a hint of bravado but a hint of cowardice, forced herself to maintain that nonchalant attitude:

"Hmph! With the three of us here, what could possibly happen? Edwin would have to think twice before he acts recklessly!"

These words sounded like they were trying to comfort Dark Mountain Dream, or perhaps to encourage himself, but his confidence was clearly not as strong as before.

However, just as she finished speaking, and as Shadow Camellia was about to taunt her again—

A gentle thought suddenly intervened in this "card channel" conversation:

"that……"

The plum blossom pendant warmed slightly, and the Ninth Prince's voice softly sounded, "I'm here too."

"..." x3

The three cards in my pocket fell silent for a moment.

Oh right, I almost forgot, besides the three Shadow Cards, there's also the Plum Blossom Elf King, the Ninth Prince, himself, sitting inside the pendant.

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old was the first to react, muttering to himself with a hint of "don't undermine us if we're on the same side": "I know you're here, I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten."

Shadow Camellia seemed somewhat speechless at the fact that the Nine Thousand Years Old himself only spoke up at this crucial moment, and that his focus seemed somewhat "off-track." Her thoughts coldly rang out:

"So what? You think your presence guarantees Edwin won't take any action? He attacked you along with him last time."

At this moment, the bell rang, and the teacher on the podium finished the lesson and announced the end of get out of class.

The classroom became noisy again.

But the "tea party" in his pocket continued.

With obvious worry in her voice, Dark Shadow Mountain Dream asked weakly, "Then... what should we do now?"

Shadow Camellia's thoughts arrived, still cool and aloof, but temporarily toned down her aggressive aura, leaning more towards observing the situation: "Let's see how things go. Let's... stay quiet for now."

Meanwhile, in reality, during breaks between classes—

Xia Tong did not get up immediately. He seemed to be casually flipping through the pages of his book, but his gaze inadvertently swept over Lucio's seat.

The new student was slowly and methodically tidying up his stationery, occasionally exchanging a few words with his deskmate, his demeanor natural and completely immersed in the atmosphere of the break.

But Xia Tong could sense that the other person was still seemingly watching her direction.

Then Xia Tong stretched out her finger and gently poked Xia An'an's back, who was chatting enthusiastically with Qian Han next to her.

"Um?"

Xia An'an was interrupted and turned around with a puzzled look on her face, the smile from chatting with her friend still lingering on her face. "What's wrong, Xiao Tong?"

"sister,"

Xia Tong lowered her voice, speaking as casually as if she were saying something completely ordinary, "I'm going out for a bit."

"what?"

Xia An'an didn't react for a moment, blinked, and subconsciously nodded, "Oh, okay."

She didn't ask her brother what he was going to do; it could be to the restroom or something else, which was normal.

Having received a response, Xia Tong didn't say anything more. She tidied up the table briefly and then stood up.

His movements were neither fast nor slow, just like the other students who left their seats to rest or engage in activities.

After Xia Tong left the classroom, Lucio naturally ended his chat with his classmates, stood up, and then followed her out of the classroom.