Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 119 Exam

After the written test, the paper will be corrected on the spot, and then only those who pass the written test can proceed to the actual level. During this period, the candidates are not allowed to move around at will, and must gather in a hall, like a small buffet banquet, with food and drinks on the table.

, many familiar candidates sat together and talked.

Felissa was relatively confident in her answer, and there was no one she knew in the room, so she found a secluded place to sit down and motioned for Azarez to sit next to her.

This was against the rules, and of course Azarez was not a rule-abiding person, so he sat down next to Felissa without ceremony.

"Do you need me to get some food for the eldest lady?" He asked Felissa in a low voice. It was almost noon, and it was time to prepare lunch.

Felissa rested her head on Azarez's shoulder and shook her head: "No rush, just wait."

There were also many people gathering around the table taking food, and Felissa didn't want to attract attention at this time.

She has felt a lot of eyes on her in this corner, either sarcastic or pointing.

There is always a price to pay for being independent, and Felissa understands this very well, but she really doesn't want to pay attention to those comments or ridicules.

It's not about escaping, but about avoiding unnecessary trouble.

Azarez indulged her very much and knew what she was thinking, so he acted as a human support for her to rely on.

But that doesn't mean that if you avoid it, trouble won't come to you.

After all, even if Felissa hadn't taken the cross-grade exam, she was enough to make people hate her.

An orphan girl with no foundation and no support in the royal city has become a member of the uppermost circle of the aristocracy. Even though she is now isolated by the entire aristocratic class of Wangcheng and no one has invited her to any dances and tea parties, she can still

She remains as steady as a rock.

Because she only needs to hold on to the resources of two best friends, Safi and Nancy.

No one knows how Safi and Nancy, two people generally regarded as freaks by aristocratic girls, were able to please Felissa, but there is no doubt that as long as they have these two big trees behind them, no one will touch them.

No Felicia.

Why doesn't this make people jealous?

There was an aristocratic lady holding a goblet with juice in her hand. She and another lady were chatting and laughing as they walked over here, seeming to pass through the aisle in front of Felicia and sit on the sofa at the other end.

Down.

There was nothing unusual about this, but when the young lady walked up to Felissa, she staggered and seemed to stumble. The wine glass in her hand tilted, and the juice inside poured towards Felissa.

The young lady also let out an exclamation that sounded deliberate.

Such a little trick is boring and childish, but it is indeed annoying. Splashing a glass of juice will not cause any real damage to her, it will only make her another thing they can laugh at after dinner.

Even so, Felissa didn't want to be splashed by this glass of juice. Just changing clothes would be extremely troublesome. She didn't want to be watched like a monkey in wet and sticky clothes.

The other party was not stupid, he was just determined that she would not have time to recite the spell and perform magic in such a short period of time, but how could she just wait to be humiliated?

Her primary spell requires only two words.

She tapped her wand in mid-air and said, "Headwind."

A small hurricane rolled up the juice and flew back towards the young lady, instantly splashing onto her school uniform. The white uniform was stained with blue dirt.

This time she exclaimed sincerely.

Felissa didn't mean to do anything too cruel, otherwise she would have wanted to throw the glass of juice on her face.

I originally wanted to see others laugh, but ended up becoming the joke myself.

The young lady was so ashamed and angry that she stared at Felissa with anger and hatred: "You are so brave!"

Felissa closed her eyes and had no intention of paying any attention to her.

Azarez raised his index finger to his lips and said with a smile: "Please be quiet, young lady. I woke up my eldest lady, and I don't know what I can do."

Although he was smiling and seemed harmless, it made people feel palpitated inexplicably. The young lady couldn't help but take a few steps back, avoiding eye contact with Azarez.

She is the daughter of a Viscount family, but her father is the second son without inheritance rights, so this means that when the next Viscount succeeds to the throne, her father will leave the family. Losing the blessing of her parents is not a good thing, so she carefully

He is trying to please other aristocratic ladies he knows, hoping to be accepted. Of course, it would be better if he could have a good marriage.

Naturally, those high-ranking aristocratic ladies are not willing to do this kind of offending work, so she will always take over the matter with a wink. In the past, she has always been successful, but this time she kicked the iron plate hard.

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Azarez was not interested in fussing with her. He just adhered to the principle of not offending me and not offending others. Now that he had been taught a lesson, he withdrew his attention.

As for whether other people will come looking for trouble again... He said that there are many ways to silence people, and there are many ways to make people die silently.

Perhaps because Azarez was once a student in the advanced class, no one dared to make any small moves anymore, but one or two of them must have been waiting carefully to see if Felissa failed the exam.

Felissa couldn't see anything on the surface. She squinted her eyes and fell asleep for a while, then opened her eyes and asked Azarez to get some food for her.

She ate slowly and her movements were graceful and graceful. From the etiquette, there was no trace that she was just the daughter of the lowest noble baron.

But Asalez noticed that she actually didn't eat much, nearly one-third less than her usual amount.

"Eat some more," Azarez coaxed.

Felissa shook her head irritably: "With so many people staring at me, who can eat it?"

She had just heard someone finding fault with her, saying that when she was drinking soup, the little finger of her hand that picked up the spoon had an incorrect curvature.

What she heard, Azarez naturally heard too. If it were the demons, if someone dared to point fingers like this, the stronger ones would be beaten quickly, and the weaker ones...the demons would not point fingers at the weak.

Pointing and pointing will only lead to positive bullying.

It's a pity, this is the human race.

"The exam in the afternoon is a practical test, and you will be at a disadvantage if you are on an empty stomach," Azarez said. He took a fork, rolled up some macaroni without any explanation and fed it to Felissa's mouth. "Eat more, at least eat some staple food."

Felissa pursed her lips in embarrassment, but seeing Azarez's expression of incomprehension, she still opened her mouth to eat.

Azarez repeated his old trick and brought over another piece of steak cut into cubes.

Felissa had no choice but to eat again.

On the third bite, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Feeding Azarez like this seemed even more... inconsistent with the rules?

(End of chapter)