Returning From The Magic World

Chapter 129 Not Worry

Of course, you can't just register someone else's name because that requires a convincing confirmation.

Arthur immediately thought of Carla.

Since they were cousins, if she insisted on registering his name, it would still be possible.

He wondered what had caused the girl to do that. And she didn't even tell him at all, as if nothing had happened.

"Arthur!" Harry suddenly appeared and approached Arthur. He seemed interested in today's events, so when he arrived in front of the notice board, he immediately read it up and down.

Quickly, he found Arthur's name.

"Is that you or another Arthur?" He asked with a wondering expression if there were other Arthurs in this school.

Arthur only answered in cryptic words. "Who knows!"

He continued walking after saying that.

Harry was a little astonished at his calmness, following him he asked again. "You don't know, but what if it really was you?"

"Then I will go on stage when my name is called," replied Arthur.

"You are not afraid?"

"What is there to be afraid of?" Arthur looked at him strangely with a chuckle.

Harry seemed to realize the question sounded stupid so he pressed his lips together until his chubby cheeks puffed out.

Events like this are considered for outstanding students. Asking someone whether he is worried or not is tantamount to calling him an underachiever.

Even though Arthur wasn't an outstanding student on the surface, did he give off that impression?

As Arthur passed Class A, he saw Carla and Bella chatting while chuckling, not even noticing his presence.

Of course, he wasn't planning on going in to ask them.

Nova's figure caught his attention more. As usual, the girl was busy reading a book, as if she was immersed in it.

However, she was not an ordinary human in the end, so she immediately sensed Arthur's presence.

Her eyes moved from the book she was reading towards the classroom door. When she finally saw Arthur, she blinked before quickly looking down at her book again.

Her panic was obvious as her body trembled for a moment.

"What is it?" asked the student sitting beside her while Arthur had already left.

That question somehow made Nova's heart beat very fast, as if she was a rabbit that had just been stared at by a wild wolf.

The thing was, although the wolf was so wild, he was so handsome that the rabbit's nervousness mixed with a sweet, inexplicable sensation.

With force, the girl brought her mind to focus again. She shook her head and said, "nothing, I was just confused for a moment."

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As usual, Arthur entered his class, sat down and immediately took out his cellphone, opened a social media application without any particular purpose.

After a while, he suddenly discovered an interesting piece of news on Vera.

(Some Immigrants Claim To Be Terrorized By Ghosts In A Long Abandoned Coffee Factory!)

The news content explained about how strange last night was for them. Many things are hard to explain, but the many traumatized immigrants prove that something really happened.

If these things had happened to educated Europeans, they probably wouldn't have believed it. However, the average immigrants come from underdeveloped areas. Many of them are superstitious, so strange things really scare them.

Amanda or rather her team obviously wouldn't leave that opportunity.

Hearing what happened, they immediately fanned the flames, spreading unpleasant rumors to make them even more afraid.

Maybe after some time, those immigrants will choose to leave.

Arthur had expected all of that, so he only briefly read the news.

Right after he read the news, he suddenly received a message from Amanda.

The woman sent a photo of herself, sitting elegantly behind a large meeting table.

She wore a brown coat with her hair in a neat bun, looking very mature.

Although there are no specific words, but a woman sending a photo like that to a man is enough to make anyone understand the meaning.

It was probably like she said; "Hey boy, this Queen's palace is open for you!"

Actually, if you randomly came across such a photo on the internet, you would probably fantasize about such a woman, rich, superior, honorable, being the support of your life.

There's nothing wrong with that because fantasizing is free.

Arthur put his cell away because the school bell rang, signaling the start of class.

Even though there would be an event later, it was impossible for lessons to stop in the days before this exam.

When the teacher, who was the homeroom teacher, a middle-aged man with a long mustache walked into the classroom, he suddenly called out to Arthur.

"Arthur, are you ready for today's events? -- If there is some thing you need my help with, you can say so," he said, surprising the other students who had no idea what was going on.

Even though they saw Arthur's name on the notice board, they thought it was Arthur from another class.

However, the teacher's words confirmed that it was really him.

Maybe the teacher was happy that there were students in his class participating this year. Usually, almost always none.

In response to his words, Arthur shook his head and said, "no, I'm ready!"

This was just a sparring with a student, maybe it wasn't his specialty, but if he couldn't win over it, he wouldn't call himself the Great Magus anymore.

Hearing Arthur's answer, the teacher's eyes flickered, as if he wasn't sure what to say.

Actually, he had doubts from the start because Arthur was one of the students who rarely interacted. Ever since learning that he was enrolled in the show, he has constantly wondered how he will perform? Will he stutter or just stand still on stage?

Under the gazes of all the students and teachers, Arthur just sat quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Phew!

In the end, the teacher sighed, he thought, 'yeah, a family that can gain the seat of power on this continent must have some uniqueness.'

He thought that way because he had seen too many rich bastards who eventually reached higher ground than outstanding students.

They may not always be smarter, but apart from the privilege of the rich's children, there are still many things they have, things they inherit from their parents such as different ways of thinking, managing money, controlling other people, and such. Those things always win out over achievement in school in adult life.