The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

The girl heard the clinking of silver coins.

Suddenly woke up from the memories.

While she was dazed, the proprietress had already thrown the money into her almost unconscious hand.

——Why is it so little?

The dark green eyes were already exhausted, and now there was an indescribable bitterness.

Celia smacked her cracked lips and swallowed.

After working all day, this is the only money I get.

In the past, she would definitely look down on it.

Just two Lumeng silver shields, converted into more than a hundred rel, was not even enough for her afternoon tea.

However, this cafe is located in a busy neighborhood and the salary offered is relatively high.

The girl sighed softly.

Holding the table, he walked out from the front desk.

After receiving her salary, she went to the locker room to change out of her work uniform.

The fruits of her breasts grew too quickly, and she had a hard time taking off her uniform top and skirt in the fitting room.

I changed into my student uniform which had been washed by myself and had turned a little pale.

When Celia came last term, she almost never wore her school uniform.

At that time, she was still Faro's fiancée, a veritable Countess, and she had three wardrobes just for the clothes she brought to school.

At that time, she thought the design of the school uniform was too mediocre, and the school did not require students to wear uniforms.

So Celia changed her clothes almost every day.

But the happiness of the past is gone, and those beautiful clothes have nothing to do with me anymore.

The only thing that truly belongs to me is this simple and plain school uniform.

Because all of Celia's clothes were either given by Faro or bought for herself with Faro's money.

It wasn't her own in essence, but Faro's.

When Farlo divorced his wife, he naturally took back the properties.

One good thing about this cafe is that the coffee is unlimited.

So before leaving, Celia asked the proprietress for a handful of coffee beans.

Although it can neither fill my stomach nor be cashed in, who cares? I am in great need of something now, so it would be a waste if I don’t take it.

Until now.

Celia's thinking has undergone a surprising change compared to before.

I no longer only pursue the highest quality in everything, and I am no longer sarcastic or petty.

the reason is simple.

That is, she was separated from Faro, her support, and lost her capital, her status, and the "value" she once thought she had.

She had clearly been raised up by Farrow, and therefore everyone looked up to her and treated her as a noble.

But at that time, he looked down on Faro because he had been promoted to the third level and seemed to be the focus of many nobles in Einburg and a rising star in the salon.

And Faro has not yet awakened his extraordinary powers. He is a gloomy houseboy. His only pleasure all day long is doing business, tinkering with flowers and plants, and painting at home. He seems to be living a gloomy life.

Eventually, reality told her how heavy the price of this "contempt" was.

After losing the identity of "Faro's fiancée", no one would give in to her anymore. Even the noble ladies like her in the class distanced themselves from Celie.

And those bad guys in the class, whom she once looked down upon the most, took advantage of her situation because they couldn't stand her arrogant attitude.

Oh, right.

The reason why the proprietress ignored her was because Celil was from Kavia.

They, the Lumonlaka people, seem to be quite xenophobic.

In short.

In the time since she left Farrow.

Whether working outside or in school, everything cannot be said to be smooth sailing, but rather to be terrible.

She pocketed a handful of coffee beans.

Carefully put the silver coin into the wallet and hide it in the secret seam of the school uniform.

——Although it is a bustling area, the security here is not very good at night.

The girl walked out of the shop door, which was emitting warm yellow light, and hurried into the darkness.

call--

Fortunately it didn’t rain.

The sky was so dark today that I thought I would get wet when I go back home at night.

The summer evening breeze is not as dull as the daytime breeze and is somewhat cool.

Celia was in no mood for a leisurely stroll.

In such a place with poor security, a beautiful girl like me is traveling alone.

I am a third-level transcendent. Although it cannot be said to be that dangerous, it is not a smart choice to stay here for too long.

Smoothing her hair that was messed up by the breeze, Celia calmed down.

Standing on tiptoe, her brown leather uniform shoes tapped the ground lightly as she walked through the dark alley.

suddenly.

As a wizard, his spiritual sense seemed to sense something.

The movement below her body paused, and then she slowly stopped.

Bend over and listen attentively.

Inadvertently, the delicate collarbone hidden under the slender neck was revealed.

It seems...something is calling?

Some people were talking, and there were some knocking sounds.

The extraordinary power gave Celer extraordinary hearing, and she could hear these subtle sounds very clearly.

There was clearly a cry of "Help".

Although Celer doesn't want to cause trouble in her current state, but...

She is a third-level ice master.

It is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

For things like this that are easy to do, I'll help if I can.

Because she's been through a lot since she fell back to the bottom.

So now her way of looking at things has changed a lot.

Ice elements churned in her hands, condensing into an ice crystal that emitted a faint blue light to illuminate.

Following the source of the sound, I moved closer to that direction little by little.

Although the alleys here are complicated, fortunately, Celia is not far from the scene of the incident.

As she tiptoed and carefully walked out of the alley.

Celia's eyes widened.

Then immediately return to the original shelter.

The source of the sound was actually her classmate.

She stuck half of her head out again and looked there.

There were five or six girls surrounding another thin girl lying on the ground.

They were all wearing Lucarea's school uniforms.

The difference is that the girls' school uniforms on the ground are covered with shoe prints.

Chapter 92: What Will Faluo Do?

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

"Why did you run away when you saw us just now? Can't you see us?"

"I'm asking you a question, Kavian barbarian."

The girl in the lead had a dark complexion and wore heavy, bright makeup.

She wore the school uniform in a strange way, and looked like a typical bad girl.

The other girls started laughing, and their looks were pretty much the same.

He is the kind of person that exists in every class.

A girl squatted down and exhaled a puff of smoke onto Emma's freckled face.

"I remember that these Kavya guys are all in good physical condition, how come they can't run when they get to you?"

Then, he flicked his hand and the cigarette ash fell into the girl's short hair.

They formed a circle and cornered Emma, ​​leaving her no room to escape.

However, the girl in the middle had already huddled up in fear.

With his hands on his head and his legs curled up, he looked like a frightened hamster and had long lost the idea of ​​escaping.

She was wearing a pair of glasses, but one of the lenses was broken.

I don't know who just kicked it to pieces.

Emma only remembered that after finishing her part-time job, she was walking on the street when she ran into the group of girls in her class who often bullied her.

Her mind went blank at the time and she subconsciously wanted to avoid them, but she didn't expect that this would anger them even more.

When I came to my senses.

She had been dragged into the alley by the bad girls.

He was knocked to the ground by several slaps, then stepped on and his glasses were broken.

I have severe amblyopia to begin with, and after losing my glasses, running in this dark alley is no different from a headless spider.

It would be better to lie down and hold your head until they have bullied you enough and then leave.

"Tsk, that's really boring. Skirt: six nine ④ ⑨ "three ⑥ one ③ five"

The leading girl spat.

"Meredith, give me your cigarette."

Emma's heart was shocked.

Then she was turned over and lay on the ground.

Four or five hands held down her limbs.

"Hold her arm tight for me, and I'll leave a kiss mark on her arm."

"No! Let go, don't touch me!"

Although the girl was promoted to the second grade, her talent was average and she was only a first-level magician.

How could they resist five or six mages? Moreover, two of them had already been promoted to the second level.

There was a noticeable burning sensation on my right arm.

Emma cried out in panic, her tears obscuring her vision.

They want to burn their arms with cigarette butts!