Chapter 10: Second Loop Heroine!

After Upperclassman finished his explanation, Vilan and Gloria stayed at the area before the start of the Trial, and Vilan could see quite a few freshmen who had arrived early waiting there.

Vilan always maintained a cautious attitude, sometimes even deliberately avoiding Gloria’s words, which gradually wore down Gloria’s patience as well.

As the people in the plaza began to exclaim.

“Miss Eniya has arrived!”

“Wow, it’s really the Saintess, she looks so gentle, just like the rumors.”

“……”

Vilan looked over in one glance.

No wonder she was a woman the original owner fell in love with—she was certainly distinctive.

Her light golden hair sparkled in the sunlight, and her golden pupils were filled with deep emotion.

There was a gentle, soft feeling in her gaze.

Eniya wasn’t the kind of woman who stunned you at first sight, but seeing her made you feel an unprecedented warmth and care.

Thinking back to his own experience of losing his mother, Vilan could somewhat understand where the original’s affection for Eniya came from.

Perhaps it was this motherly gentle aura.

Maybe because a more interesting Saintess had arrived, Gloria left Vilan’s side to look for Saintess Eniya.

This made Vilan feel much more relaxed.

It was several hours later before Vilan saw Seleste’s figure in the plaza.

He didn’t understand what Seleste was dawdling about.

Logically speaking, in the story, Seleste was very eager to enter Aurora Academy, so she arrived early.

After learning about the need for a Trial, she was very nervous too.

But now, seeing Seleste’s calm attitude, it was obvious she didn’t care at all about this Trial.

This kind of lazy air—Vilan remembered it was a trait Seleste developed only after obtaining the Blood of Arrogance later on, but how did she already have it now…

Was this the Butterfly Effect caused by his transmigration?

Noticing Seleste walking step by step towards him, Vilan finally snapped back to reality.

He looked at Seleste.

“How did you walk so fast? I turned around and you were all gone.”

“Seleste-nee, I just really wanted to get into the legendary Aurora Academy.”

Vilan quickly acted childish, picking a line Seleste used in the game.

In the story, after saying goodbye at the academy gates, Seleste ran quickly inside, and when she reunited with Tuze at home, she said she’d simply been too eager to enter the legendary Aurora Academy.

Seleste was silent for a moment, then spoke.

“Where’s Gloria?”

“If you’re talking about Gloria-nee, she just went to look for the Saintess over there.”

“She went to find Eniya? That’s just like her.”

Seleste’s tone remained indifferent.

She took out another glass bottle, and when her eyes met Vilan’s, he felt a chill down his spine.

“Vilan, there’s something I need your help with.”

“What is it?”

Vilan’s right eyelid twitched sharply.

He had a bad feeling.

“I need a bit of your blood, just a little.”

“Alright then.”

Looking at the glass bottle, Vilan could only agree with tears in his eyes.

She probably wouldn’t drain him dry.

If it could increase favorability, then so be it.

Besides, the succubus body recovers quickly—he’d be fine by tomorrow.

With this mindset, Seleste dragged Vilan to a room.

Some Teachers glanced over and then looked away.

Most students here were nobles; not to mention intimate contact between men and women, even having engagement was normal.

Not long after, Vilan stumbled out, weak all over.

He was speechless.

Seleste was really unreasonable—she kicked him out right after taking his blood.

Damn green eyes.

“This kid can’t cut it.”

“Yeah, I saw him come out in just ten minutes, walking all wobbly. Clearly useless.”

“Must be. Got kicked out by a girl.”

“……”

Shocking remarks reached his ears.

Vilan’s eyes widened instantly.

What the hell—how could this be misunderstood?

“It’s a misunderstanding, Teacher. I’m not useless. I just…”

“We understand.”

The two female Teachers exchanged a glance and laughed.

“……”

What the hell do you understand.

Vilan inwardly grumbled, but still patiently explained what he’d been doing.

Otherwise, if this rumor spread, his reputation would be ruined.

Involving Seleste too—she might end up finding him annoying.

After that, he rested in the academy’s accommodation room for a few days, getting used to academy life in advance.

During this time, freshmen could also tour the academy, and whenever that happened, Upperclassmen would extort money from the naive newcomers.

Vilan’s daily routine these days was having his blood drawn by Seleste, being pestered by Gloria, wandering around the academy, peeking at magic books, and sitting in his room cultivating.

It seemed leisurely enough.

But at night, his thoughts would return to that night once again…

The last day for admission finally arrived.

Once the time was up, any latecomers couldn’t enter.

Then the freshmen Trial would begin.

Now, the plaza was packed with countless people, making it incredibly crowded.

These noble offspring clearly didn’t like arriving early; they preferred to stay home and enjoy themselves, so now they were all coming on the last day.

Seleste walked over, followed by two purple-haired girls.

Vilan froze in place, hesitating, a little unsure.

But looking closely, it was just as he thought.

“It’s really them?”

As they approached, the two girls behind her became clearer.

On their foreheads, a single sharp horn stood out.

Ghost Race.

Vilan truly didn’t expect Seleste to be acquainted with the Ghost Race heroines.

And they were sisters.

In the story, only the elder sister, Louise, was a heroine.

The younger, Mena, died from her weak bloodline.

By all rights, because of Mena’s condition, she should have been bedridden.

She came to the academy only as her sister’s family member.

Louise’s purpose at the academy was to seek a cure for her sister.

Unfortunately, she never managed to heal her sister in the end.

Heartbroken, Louise tried to follow her, and in the story, Seleste took the opportunity to save her, helping her find new meaning in life.

So what’s going on now?

Seleste wasn’t supposed to know these sisters.

And Mena should have been lying weak in bed.

How could the three of them be together, chatting and laughing?

Could Seleste have spent these past few days off the radar, looking for these sisters and even cured Mena…

“How could that be?”

Vilan forced a laugh.

It was too unbelievable.

Unless Seleste had reincarnated.

He’d rather believe that Mena just happened to be well today, and her sister took her out, where they met Seleste by chance.

“Hello, Seleste-nee. Who are these two?”

Watching Seleste approach, Vilan greeted her on purpose.

Seleste nodded lightly and replied in a soft voice.

“Friends I made these past few days.”

Louise exuded a cold air and didn’t react much.

Mena, on the other hand, spoke lively.

“Hello! I’m Mena, a friend of Seleste. Are you also a friend of Miss Seleste?”

“Mm.”

Mena before him was very lively.

In the story, even with her bloodline problem, she remained positive about the future and always encouraged her sister.

If she had recovered, Vilan thought, this is exactly how she’d act.

“Hello, Miss Mena. I’m Vilan. You seem really cheerful—so energetic.”

Vilan said this on purpose, wanting to see if Mena had really recovered.

“Yes, and it’s all thanks to Miss Seleste. She…”

“Mena, don’t tell others about you and your benefactor so easily.”

Louise reminded her coldly.

Mena turned her head, a little helpless.

“I know, I know.”

Watching their interaction, Vilan felt a chill in his heart.

Combining this with Seleste’s current aura, he could already deduce this wasn’t an ordinary protagonist.

This was a main character in their second life—a true second round!