Chapter 52: The Secret Behind the Name

As expected, after hearing those words, Lin Sheng could clearly feel Serveyia move a little closer to him, her eyes scrutinizing the Young Lady who had spoken.

Out of courtesy and as a fellow student, I must remind you that any action against the Princess—or any behavior that might harm her—will be treated by the Guard Squad as a primary threat to be eliminated.

Therefore, my advice is to speak and act with caution.

See, he didn’t even need to ask for help—Serveyia had already warned the Young Lady who spoke those wild words.

However, one term in Serveyia’s words still surprised me: Guard.

So, I have a Guard Squad too?

Uh, it’s not that having guards is strange, but I just didn’t know I had them until now.

Does Saint Laia also like to set up hidden guards like this?

Ah! Princess Serveyia, I was just—just expressing my admiration for the Princess, that was only a joke, just a joke.

The Young Lady who had spoken recklessly was clearly frightened by Serveyia’s words, hastily waving her hands in explanation.

But seeing those high-and-mighty Young Ladies act so cautious in front of him made Lin Sheng feel a strange thrill deep inside.

Is this the pleasure of power?

Of course I know it was a joke, but whether those blockheads in the Guard Squad would understand is another matter.

Not to mention, if the Princess was frightened, even a joke wouldn’t be forgiven.

Should I say it’s worthy of a royal woman?

This aura of authority around Serveyia was something Lin Sheng felt he could never hope to possess.

And besides, he realized that when Serveyia wasn’t targeting him, she was actually quite cool.

But Lin Sheng also had to seriously consider—in what situations would she not target him?

Your Highness, class is almost over, and Pudding has probably had enough to eat.

If you keep indulging, you might not have room for dinner.

So, it’s about time for us to leave.

Eh?

Uh, oh, I—I understand.

Lin Sheng was a little surprised—the way Serveyia addressed him had changed again, catching him off guard.

He remembered that Serveyia always called him “Little Fox.”

Suddenly using an honorific felt like a bad omen, like when his mother suddenly used his full name.

After leaving the classroom, Lin Sheng felt a bit worried and uncertain, so he asked Serveyia:

Serveyia, you’re not angry, are you?

I’m not…

Although Serveyia said this, Lin Sheng still found it strange.

He couldn’t remember where he’d heard it before, but supposedly when a woman says “not angry,” it means she is angry.

Though Lin Sheng was skeptical of these internet theories, Serveyia’s reaction was just too odd.

No matter how he looked at it, she didn’t seem like someone who wasn’t angry.

I really am not angry, Little Fox.

Sensing Lin Sheng’s cautious gaze, Serveyia added.

But then, why did you use an honorific to address me earlier?

Lin Sheng thought that sometimes his personality was really a bit awkward, or maybe he just worried too much.

Logically, a change in address could have many reasons—maybe Serveyia just said it without thinking.

It shouldn’t be such a big deal.

But still, he felt uneasy, wanting to hear the most direct answer from Serveyia.

No particular reason.

I just thought that calling you Little Fox in front of others seemed too… frivolous.

So I decided to use a different term.

Eh, is that so?

I thought Serveyia was angry because of what that person said.

Not at all.

After all, I was the one who asked you, Little Fox, to meet and interact with others.

Besides, I’m fully aware of your charm, so it’s normal for people to say such things.

Serveyia was so rational that it seemed she really wasn’t angry.

If that was the case, then the compensation she promised earlier should be fine too, right?

Then, Serveyia, the compensation you promised me—there shouldn’t be any problem, right?

Hm?

Serveyia raised her brow, as if she’d heard something amusing.

Little Fox, you really are loyal to your desires.

Lin Sheng didn’t really know what Serveyia’s words meant, but instinctively felt it wasn’t much of a compliment.

Still, even he thought his earlier request was a bit shameful, let alone Serveyia, who was directly involved.

Se-Serveyia, don’t you think there’s something attractive about being loyal to one’s own desires?

Isn’t there?

Smooth talker.