Chapter 88: Nobles, You Know (Seven Updates for Subscriptions! Votes for the Month!)

Lige had no idea what Yuli and the young master of the Basoro family had talked about.

The distance was too great; unless the young master and his subordinates shouted as they had just done, Lige wouldn't be able to hear anything.

But Yuli's expression was not good, and Lige noticed this. He also saw Yuli speaking coldly, which made the young master particularly agitated, constantly shouting things like "No," "Impossible," and "I will never give up."

How could one describe that look?

Like a dog who has been rejected by his idolized goddess?

Indeed, it was quite similar.

Lige shook his head, no longer paying attention to the commotion, and continued practicing his sword skills by the pavilion. Each practice session left him drenched in sweat, but due to his "healing power," his stamina recovered very quickly, leaving him without any sense of fatigue. This feeling was truly quite peculiar.

After about half an hour, the young master of the Basoro family, who looked like a rejected dog, ran off with tears and snot, causing the cunning butler and his subordinates to hurriedly chase after him.

Not long after, the luxurious carriage that had been parked outside was driven away, and the neatly lined up knights followed, creating quite a stir.

Only then did Lige stop practicing, wipe the sweat from his forehead, and look at Yuli.

Yuli was still standing at the entrance of the mansion, her expression not improving even after the Basoro family had left.

She was talking to Marilyn, or rather, giving her some instructions, and after a while, she let Marilyn leave.

Then, Yuli met Lige's gaze.

At this moment, Yuli's expression softened slightly, but her eyes still held a lot of weariness as she walked towards Lige.

"Have you been here all along?"

Yuli sat down in the pavilion, looking at Lige, who was drenched in sweat and holding a wooden sword, and asked.

"More or less." Lige shrugged, leaning the wooden sword he had borrowed from the guard against the side, and said to Yuli, "Your suitor?"

Lige was referring to the young master of the Basoro family.

"More or less." Yuli said in a matter-of-fact tone, just like Lige had, and added, "He's a very troublesome person."

"Is that so?" Lige smiled, tossing a money bag onto the table and said, "I think he's quite straightforward. He even tried to bribe me, and I'm sure the people in this villa have been harassed by his people quite a bit."

Upon hearing this, Yuli remained silent, only staring at the money bag on the table, her expression full of disgust.

Clearly, this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

After a long while, Yuli suddenly said,

"I need to go home."

Yuli's words made Lige pause, and then he understood.

"Franzal territory?"

The Franzal family, as a marquis of the Ginass Kingdom, naturally had their own territory.

This territory was located in the north of the Ginass Kingdom, with a cold climate, not quite year-round snow, but it could be described as perpetually cold, not very suitable for a large population.

Originally, with Yuli's status and position, if she wanted a territory, the Ginass Kingdom would not mind granting her a piece of land in the central region, but Yuli did not request it.

The Franzal family was originally a noble family, though they had fallen, they still had their own territory.

After Yuli was ennobled, she reclaimed the family's original territory without requesting a new one, which made the Franzal family's territory in the Ginass Kingdom relatively remote and isolated.

The main residence of the Franzal family was in that territory, while this villa was their residence in the capital.

In other words, the place where Lige was now was the Franzal family's villa in the capital of the Ginass Kingdom.

Due to her position as the chief court magician, Yuli often needed to leave her territory to handle work in the capital, so she had a villa here.

Now, Yuli seemed to be preparing to leave the capital and return to her territory.

If this had nothing to do with the young master of the Basoro family, Lige wouldn't believe it.

"What's going on?"

Lige finally asked.

Yuli seemed reluctant to speak, but seeing Lige's clear and serious gaze, she sighed after a moment of silence.

"The Basoro family has proposed a marriage alliance to the Franzal family." Yuli said unhappily, "It seems my family has agreed."

Upon hearing this, Lige's expression became strange.

"Your family agreed to a marriage alliance proposed by others?" Lige asked, "Can they make such decisions for you?"

It was not surprising that Lige said this.

If Yuli were just a noble lady, a daughter born into a noble family, then being pushed into a marriage alliance by her family would not be unusual.

Nobles, after all, cannot avoid the topic of marriage alliances; everyone understands this.

But for this to happen to Yuli was particularly absurd.

The reason is simple.

In the Franzal family, Yuli is the head.

It was because she took over the Franzal family, became a strategic-level magician, and was regarded as a treasure by the kingdom that the Franzal family could have its current status.

Therefore, Yuli is the sky of the Franzal family, the true ruler, the one who makes decisions without hesitation.

In such a position, who in the Franzal family has the right to decide her marriage?

Even the king would have to consider Yuli's feelings if he wanted to arrange a marriage, otherwise, the loss of this strategic-level magician would be a disaster for the kingdom.

In such a situation, who could decide to marry her off?

Does Lige really think his evaluation of her as "one of the most powerful people in this world" was baseless?

Thinking this, Lige was a bit off track.

"This was personally agreed to by my father, without my consent."

Yuli's words revealed her helplessness.

However, after saying this, Yuli noticed that Lige's expression also became somewhat unpleasant.

"What's wrong?"

Yuli asked, puzzled.

"Nothing."

Lige naturally wouldn't tell Yuli that her words reminded him of his grandfather from his previous life, who had擅自 decided to arrange a marriage between him and a wealthy family's fat daughter.

"So you're going back to oppose this marriage alliance?"

Lige understood why Yuli suddenly wanted to go back.

To this, Yuli only said one thing.

"Without my consent, this so-called marriage alliance cannot be established."

Yuli's calm and composed words were completely different from her usual demeanor in front of Lige.

In front of Lige, Yuli often acted like a girl who lacked friends, enjoyed chatting with friends, and could be easily pleased by small things.

But at this moment, Yuli was a powerful and cold noble head.

This was the image she usually presented to others.

"Then I wish you a safe journey."

Lige could only say that.

However—

"What are you talking about?" Yuli said, somewhat puzzled, "You should come with me."

"Me?" Lige was taken aback.

"Of course." Yuli, seeing Lige's surprised expression, finally felt better and smiled, saying, "Are you going to stay here and wait for the suspected heretic assassin to attack you?"

"Doesn't this villa have a magical protection system?" Lige was really surprised, "I should be safe here, right?"

"That's only when I'm here." Yuli explained, "The magical protection system in this villa is set up to protect me. It only fully activates when I am here. Once I leave, the system will automatically shut down most of its functions to reduce unnecessary consumption. This is a magical program set up by the kingdom's court magicians, and even I cannot control it."

In this case, for safety reasons, Yuli really needed to take Lige with her.

"Really?"

Lige was speechless.

"Absolutely true." Yuli said with a laugh, "Don't you want to come home with me?"

"Ha." Lige rolled his eyes.

Is this a matter of willingness?

This is a matter of reason!

"What identity will I have to go home with you? As a stray man you picked up from outside?"

Lige's words made Yuli laugh.

But that's how it is.

Being taken home by a woman of similar age, if others didn't know, they might really think it was a stray man picked up from outside.

This would be a misunderstanding even in his previous life, let alone in a medieval fantasy world. If rumors spread, it would be a serious issue, akin to tarnishing one's reputation in ancient times.

"Let's do this." Yuli thought for a moment and said, "I will tell others that you are a guest I invited home as a classmate."

"Classmate?" Lige was stunned.

"Didn't you know?" Yuli smiled, "I was once a student at the Spliller Academy. Though we are the same age, I graduated early, so I can be considered your senior."

Upon hearing this, Lige felt uneasy.

The Spliller Academy is the highest-ranking national magic academy on the continent.

There are four such academies on the Akashya continent, each established by one of the four major countries and located in their capitals.

The Spliller Academy is the highest magic academy established by the Ginass Kingdom, and it is also the academy where the original host studied.

The original host had not yet graduated and was still a current student.

Yuli, however, had already graduated early, so she could indeed be considered Lige's senior.

"Alright, come home with me, junior." Yuli said with a smile, "I will treat you well."

Lige didn't want to speak anymore.

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