The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"If she is like those bastards, she will indeed be vulgar," Ivar's words caused Professor Spencer to frown slightly, "So what? Instead of punishing the perpetrator, you suggest to me that she should be expelled from school? What kind of thing is this?"

"The group is too large to be changed in the short term," Spencer shook his head. "I have been trying to instill in students the idea that they will instinctively reject. They are all children, and ignorant malice is terrible, but we cannot give up on them because of this."

"If you can't give up on them, then you have to give up on Xiao Huaer?" Ivar narrowed his eyes slightly. "Does the Academy know that the famous Professor Spencer is such a cynic?"

"No, I don't want to let her go. I've said before that Miss Perlis is a good kid..." Professor Spencer seemed to be considering something, but finally shook his head and sighed, "I'm just worried that she won't be able to bear it before then... You know, the intensity of the tests that the [Academy] is conducting on her is gradually increasing, and her body has also had many side effects recently. I think, given that her grades are already relatively good... maybe..."

Silence spread across both ends of the desk. Ivar put down his crossed legs, leaned slightly closer to the desk, and squinted his light green eyes as he looked at Spencer's cheek.

"I'll go discuss it with her," Ivar said softly, then stood up and waved his hand. "I wish you a bright future in teaching, Professor Spencer."

Before Spencer could react, the figure of [Blade of Babel] disappeared at the door of the office.

He sighed slightly and brought the cup to his lips, only to find that the tea in it had already been completely drained.

"Damn..." Spencer rarely cursed, and it was unclear whether he was cursing the tea leaves or something else.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

The bell rang, echoing in every corner of the campus, but was blocked outside by the office door, seeming a little dull.

......

The sunset was warm, and Perlis felt the water in her hair drying up a little.

After coming out of the toilet, she did not go to class again. Instead, she climbed over the wall and left the campus, walking alone on the streets of Weiser.

In this kingdom under the tower, everyone was busy walking through the city, and no one cared why a wet girl was walking alone on the street. The only thing that would make people turn their heads was probably Perlis's pure white hair and blood-red eyes.

Those eyes were so beautiful, yet they seemed so out of place among the people of the Federation, like an alien species.

"..."

Walking through the hustle and bustle, Perlis's vision became blurred. The slight stinging pain was always on her forehead, and she didn't know whether it was because of the ice water or something else.

"..."

In a trance, a faint ringing sound echoed among the buildings in the steel forest.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

......

That night, Perlis had a dream.

She dreamed of the day she arrived at Wezel State High School, walking in the icy rain.

That day, she heard the bell for the first time. After the bell rang, a blonde girl huddled against the wall at the corner of the corridor, crying.

That figure reminded her of the funeral in the icy rain, and a feeling of sadness brewed in her heart.

She remembered how lightly she walked forward and handed the pure white handkerchief to the girl.

She remembered the look in the girl's eyes, from astonishment, confusion, to grievance.

They skipped the first class together and sat in the corner together until the bell rang again.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

Perlis remembered the girl's name, her name was Mitro, she had long golden hair and very gentle eyes. Even now, when Perlis saw Mitro's face in her dream, she felt how beautiful that girl had been.

Then, everything turned into a bucket of ice water that hit her on the head.

In the darkness, Perlis gently opened her eyes. Did she really blame Mitro? Before she arrived, Mitro was the isolated lamb, cowering cowardly among the wolves. When the target of the violence was transferred, Mitro's position became extremely reasonable in Perlis's eyes: she could escape the fate she had suffered and become a member of the group. What a wonderful deal.

For this, what does it mean to sacrifice Perlis?

"..."

Perlis sat up silently on the bed and took a deep breath. She wiped the sweat off her forehead as if nothing had happened, grabbed the cup from the bedside table, drank a sip of water, and prepared to lie back down.

She knew it would be another sleepless night, but at least she would be warmer under the covers.

"......"

Just then, Perlis smelled a faint fragrance. It was the smell of stew, which lingered in the darkness and made her stomach growl.

"Well..."

Pearlis pinched her cheek gently, and when she confirmed that she was not dreaming, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She jumped out of bed like a kitten and crept to the living room. Her heart beat faster and faster when she saw the dimly lit kitchen door.

Could it be...she is back...

Perlis gently opened the kitchen door. The sound of the boiler, accompanied by the slightly rising white steam and the aroma of meat came to her face, enveloping her in an extremely familiar atmosphere.

She saw the figure standing in front of the stove, the girl with long pink hair. Tears soaked her eyes, and her hands that were holding the door trembled slightly.

"Oh? Can cooking late at night attract greedy cats?"

In front of the stove, Carly looked back slightly, her ice-blue eyes reflecting the fire. Seeing the somewhat dazed Perlis, she smiled.

"Hurry up, show me how to kick a ball of yarn, or you can't have the soup...eh?"

Before Carly could finish her words, Perlis threw herself into her arms and sobbed softly.

"Carly..."

......

Extra) Pencil Sharpener (Part 4)

Tomato, carrot, sweet cream, spinach, beef.

A classic thick soup recipe from Thebes, with a sweet and sour taste. The aroma and firm texture of the beef add a rich texture to this bowl of hot soup, making it taste incredibly delicious.

Perlis drank the hot soup in the small bowl in one gulp, and her fair cheeks finally regained some color.

"It's late at night, and the food smells so good, as if you haven't eaten anything yet."

Carly watched with interest the way Pearlis wolfed down her food, and added another bowl of soup for her.

"When I came back from E.Tlan, I stopped by Loton and bought some seasonal beef from Wanren Mountain. It tastes good, right?"

"Delicious."

The heat made the girl's face red. She gave Carly a gentle smile, then suddenly froze.

Laugh...When was the last time you laughed?

"Okay, if you have any little troubles, tell me about it."

Carly supported her head with both hands, her ice-blue eyes staring into Perlis's.

"I saw your wet clothes on the sofa. Was it Mitro who did it?"

"How...how do you know..." Perlis was a little panicked for a moment, then she regained her composure, "No...it's okay..."

"I heard from Professor Spencer. As far as I know, he also talked to Uncle Ivar," Carly sighed softly, "Tell me honestly, Little White Flower, do you still want to continue reading here?"

"I..."

Perlis hesitated, and "I don't want to" was the word she almost blurted out. But something extremely stubborn was burning in her heart, making her unwilling to admit defeat to those who thought they could bully her.

She is no worse than those people, so why should she bow to them?

"I want to read."

"I respect your choice, my stupid classmate Xiaohua," Carly stretched out her hand and tidied up Perlis's messy hair, "but if this state continues, you will not be able to bear it mentally."

"It's okay with me, I don't care about them..."

"Don't say you don't care. I know you care. You don't need to arm yourself with a mask."

Carly looked at Perlis very seriously. Her ice-blue eyes seemed to have penetrating power, which made Perlis stunned for a moment.

"Don't go to school. The entrance exam is only half a year away. Just study at home."

"But at home..."

"You don't have Professor Spencer to teach you at home? I'll teach you~"

Hearing this, Perlis became stunned, while Carly smiled playfully.

"The young Dr. Carly Fellowes asked for a half-year leave for Little White Flower. How is it? Is she worthy of a loving hug?"

After looking into those ice-blue eyes for a while, Perlis felt her vision become a little blurry.

She quickly lowered her head and continued to drink the bowl of hot soup.

"Thank you..."

"Oh? Are you shy?" Carly pretended not to see the tears in the corners of Perlis' eyes. She reached out her hand lovingly and stroked her head. "Then listen to the class obediently. If you don't study hard, I will spank you."

The steam rising from the soup was hot and delicious. Most importantly, Perlis knew that she could get away from the ringing of the bell for a while.

"Um..."

......

After that, Perlis spent a peaceful six months.

During the day, she prepared for the entrance examination under Carly's guidance. Away from the ringing of the bell, everything seemed to become much more cheerful.

At night, she liked to listen to Carly's stories, about where she had been and what interesting things she had seen in the six months since she left the Academi Federation. From Carly's words, she keenly sensed that the wind direction on the Ademir continent was gradually changing. Whether it was the growing community of scavengers on the Grau Yad Wasteland or the increasingly dangerous country of Thebite in the far north in recent years, she had an ominous premonition.

These days will soon be over. This thought flashed through Perlis' mind.

"Uncle Edward said that he wanted a world with less conflict. For the Federation, he even went to the other side of the ocean. It must have been very hard in a place full of dangers."

Carly stroked Perlis's forehead gently, like soothing a kitten. She sat on the sofa, Perlis lay on her knees, quietly listening to her story.

"I guess the reason he wants a better world must be because of you."

Is that so? Perlis didn't know. The icy rain built a coffin between her and Edward, she was outside and Edward was inside. She had never heard of her father's ideals, and could only rely on some broken childhood memories and some words from others.

Her father was the Blade of Babel, who served the Federation and died for it. This was all Perlis knew.

What if she could also become the [Blade of Babel]?

Perlis looked out the window. The lights of Wezel were shining like stars, creating a beautiful night view of the city.

She thought again of the pencil sharpener she had hidden under her pillow. She didn't know why, but she always had a strange love for sharp blades. She was sure that the innate proficiency was in her blood.

In the various tests prepared by the academy, her physical performance has always been exceptionally strong, which is almost completely different from that of a girl of this age. In a vague way, Perlis had a sense of destiny, as if fate was destined to lead her to a certain direction, a path that almost overlapped with her father's.

Although, she hadn't touched the butterfly knife that belonged to her father for a long time.

"..."

Perlis looked at the desk next to the sofa, where her textbooks were still piled. Her grades were still very good, although not the best, but at least much better than those guys in school.

No matter what, she had to finish this exam first. Perlis made up her mind that she would not give up completely just because of those guys' slander.

......

Finally, the day of the entrance examination arrived.

The same school, the same classroom, the same examination room.

When Perlis walked towards the entrance of the examination room, she saw the group of people blocking the entrance - the creators of the whispers. Mitro was among them, but he looked a little uneasy, as if he was afraid of something.

The group of people saw Perlis at a glance. They walked towards Perlis with ill intentions, and Perlis subconsciously tightened the pencil sharpener on her sleeve.

At this moment, a strong hand was placed on her shoulder.

"Student Perlis, long time no see."

Pearlis turned her head and saw Professor Spencer standing beside her. He was not looking at Pearlis, but at the group of people blocking the door.

"I'll be the invigilator for this exam," Spencer said in a loud voice, obviously not for Perlis to hear, "Do well in the exam."

When the group saw Spencer coming, they dispersed with curses. Perlis nodded to Spencer and walked into the examination room.

It’s still that familiar seat, the last row.

Perlis spread out the stationery, as if spreading out the memories of these years. She knew that this was the last time.

"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"

The bell rang and Pearlis picked up the pen.

......

"How did the exam go?"