This piece of intelligence slowly turned Carlotta's expression serious, her red eyes tinged with annoyance.
These guys really never knew when to stop.
Carlotta felt she couldn't just let these guys be.
Although she would be fine as long as she didn't leave the academy, she couldn't possibly stay within the academy forever, there had been two times she left without incident, once because she left too early, and another time because these guys were detained.
But now, Bram and his gang were planning to take turns keeping watch day and night. As soon as Carlotta stepped out of Caerwyn Academy, she would be spotted.
Carlotta couldn't help but think about how to completely deal with these guys.
Unfortunately, she wasn't a noble, so she didn't have the privilege to kill without facing legal consequences.
The capital's security bureau might not dare to do much to the children of nobles, but when it came to commoners, they could definitely turn into enforcers of justice.
Carlotta complaining, then went to check the last piece of intelligence for the day.
[ 7: Soren Carlisle, faced with the persistent pursuit of her suitor Bernard Dias, suddenly thought of a win-win solution. She told Bernard that there was someone she really disliked, named Carlotta White. If Bernard could kill Carlotta, she would agree to date him. If he only managed to seriously injure her, she would still agree to go on a date. Bernard, who also attends Caerwyn Academy, is already preparing to cause trouble for Carlotta.]
Carlotta's face instantly turned as dark as water.
Every time she saw intelligence related to Soren, her blood pressure would rise.
What had she ever done to wrong the other party?
Clearly, nothing, right?
It couldn't be that her self-defense counterattacks were her fault, could it?
Yet this proud noble lady acted as if everything was her fault, harboring resentment and even finding more trouble for her.
"Soren Carlisle, you really deserve to die!"
Carlotta spoke through clenched teeth.
One day, she will trample this damned noble lady underfoot and listen to her wails. She believed that day wouldn't be too far off.
As a transmigrator, she didn't have the inferiority complex that locals might feel towards nobles.
After reading the intelligence, Carlotta got up unhappily to wash up.
For the vast majority of people in the Wendell Empire, the weekend was the most joyous time of the week because these two days were mostly self-directed, allowing them to happily do whatever they wanted.
Caerwyn Academy still had no classes today, and only a few people were in the cafeteria in the morning.
Carlotta came over and ordered some common breakfast items, slowly eating.
As she ate, she noticed someone approaching her and couldn't help but look up in confusion.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Carlotta White?" the visitor asked with a smile.
It was a man who didn't seem like a first-year student. His movements and speech gave the impression that he was trying hard to control himself, aiming to present a gentlemanly demeanor.
Carlotta immediately noticed his strange state, somewhat like an actor trying to get into character but failing.
This was a strange person.
"I am Carlotta White. Who are you? What can I do for you?" Carlotta asked.
The man smiled and said, "My name is Bernard Dias. I'm a third-year student, so I guess I'm your senior..."
Carlotta's hand holds the knife and fork instinctively tightened.
She had just seen intelligence related to Bernard, and now this guy shows up?
'Does this guy really want to harm me just to go on a date or even a relationship with Soren?'
Carlotta was seriously on guard against him, not at all fooled by the gentlemanly demeanor he was trying to portray.
At Caerwyn Academy, there were three grades. This academy, which primarily teaches transcendent powers, also uses transcendent abilities as a criterion to determine whether students can graduate.
Generally, those who could graduate from the academy often had a tier beyond that of an apprentice. Those who didn't meet the standard could only repeat the year.
So, third-year students weren't of a low tier and might even be close to usually taking the final step.
Bernard was a third-year student, so his tier was definitely far above hers. She had to be cautious!
Bernard would never have guessed that Carlotta already knew about his issues through intelligence. He was leisurely introducing himself, trying to lower Carlotta's defenses.
Just the thought of seriously injuring Carlotta to go on a date with Soren made his heart burn with excitement. And if he could make Carlotta die, he could even officially date Soren!
This was an irresistible temptation for Bernard. His lifelong wish was to marry a noble lady, thus achieving a class leap, and Soren was his chosen goal.
To achieve this, he had been learning various noble etiquettes, trying to make his behavior more akin to that of the upper class. This was why Carlotta found his behavior strange, somewhat like acting.
After introducing himself, Bernard finally got to the point, saying, "Miss Carlotta, I heard that you obtained a high-quality alchemical item called the Rose Cross in a duel."
"What does that have to do with you?" Carlotta frowned.
A hint of aggressiveness appears in Bernard's eyes as he said, "I'm very interested in this alchemical item, so I challenge you to a duel, Miss Carlotta. If you lose, you'll give me this alchemical item. If you win, I'll give you one of my high-quality alchemical items."
Hearing this, Carlotta couldn't help but narrow her eyes, not expecting Bernard to be so straightforward, choosing to achieve his goal through a duel.
As for wanting the Rose Cross, it was just an excuse.
Bernard looked intently at Carlotta: "Miss White, do you accept my duel invitation?"
The other people in the cafeteria also noticed the situation, their eyes turning towards them, whispering among themselves.
Carlotta looked deeply at Bernard: "What's your tier?"
Bernard said, "I'm a sixth-tier apprentice, but I will follow the rules of the duel, using the alchemical devices in the duel arena to suppress my tier to match yours."
Carlotta asked again: "Are you from a noble family?"
Bernard didn't know why Carlotta asked this but still replied, "No, I'm not from a powerful family."
Carlotta couldn't help but laugh.
A third-year student, having studied the transcendent for three years, was only a sixth-tier apprentice, and his background was ordinary.
Yet he still wanted to pursue Soren? No wonder he was so easily persuaded by Soren's few words.