Marshal's Mansion
Ansel's bedroom
The messy luggage covered the entire bed. The young man sitting among the luggage was scratching his hair in distress. His long hair, as soft and smooth as silk, was messed up by its owner.
Fiona quietly opened the door and came in, and what she saw was such a cute scene. Not willing to disturb, Fiona stood quietly at the door, staring at her beloved child.
Seeing the cute boy pouting like a child, she couldn't help but smile, her heart felt soft, and her eyes were full of love.
Ans is just a child...
"Mother~" Suddenly he noticed the lady at the door, and the young man shouted coquettishly. "When did you come?"
"Just now." Fiona walked in, not paying attention to the chaos on the bed, and sat down next to the boy. "I heard from the servants that my little baby was worried about packing his luggage. I still didn't believe it. How could my little Ans worry about these things when he is so smart?"
"But, now it seems-" Fiona paused deliberately, her eyes seeming to scan the messy bed. She gave Ansiel a meaningful look.
The young man suddenly thought of his messy room, and his face suddenly turned red. The color was as bright as a ripe tomato.
What a disgrace to my mother! ! !
He stretched out his arms to block Fiona's view, but it was in vain. His thin and slender body could not hinder Fiona's view.
"Mother!" Seemingly realizing this, the young man shouted angrily.
Fiona looked at the shy look in the young man's eyes, and her eyes were full of smiles.
It's so cute~ But you can't tease it too much, it won't be easy to coax.
Thinking of this, Fiona kissed her baby's forehead tenderly: "Okay, baby, don't be angry, let me help you."
"Don't..." The young man turned his head away from Fiona angrily, his face still a little burning. "I can do it myself!"
"Oh, my Ansi has really grown up. He doesn't like to cling to his mother anymore. She won't let her help even if she wants to help. Wuwu..." Her eyes turned slyly, and Fiona took a handkerchief and pretended to wipe it. cried.
The naive (crossed out) stupid (crossed out) pure, inexperienced boy was immediately deceived and turned around in panic.
"I'm not... I just want to clean up by myself..." Looking at his mother who was wiping her tears with a handkerchief, the boy suddenly became even more panicked, "Mom, don't cry, I just agree!"
He had no idea that his beloved mother was actually pretending to cry.
In his heart, his gentle mother Fiona is a fairly typical Omega, beautiful and weak. In short, it is a fragile product made of glass and needs to be taken care of carefully.
If Fiona could know the boy's inner thoughts, her acting skills would probably fail no matter how good she was.
If she really had that kind of personality, how could she and Miriam fall in love with each other back then.
It turns out that the princess of the empire is an eccentric master, very capable of doing things, and is different from the ordinary Omegas out there!
"Oh, you don't have to force it..." Fiona continued to hold the handkerchief and murmured as if secretly glancing at Ansiel.
Why is this child so easy to deceive... Fiona sighed in her heart, smiling as her baby turned into an ant on a hot pot.
"No, it's not forced. I can't pack it alone..." The boy held his mother's hand and said seriously, "Anyway, mom, please help me pack my luggage!"
Fiona immediately put down the handkerchief in her hand and looked at him with a smile, no tears on her face.
The young man instantly "...". Silently looking at his mother-in-law, Ansel felt an inexplicable heartache.
I always feel like I've been cheated.
…
With Fiona's help, Ansiel quickly packed his luggage. As for the room that was in a mess like a garbage dump, it automatically returned to its original state after pressing the switch beside the bed.
"By the way..." Fiona, who was standing aside, seemed to suddenly think of something, and stuffed a bottle of medicine of unknown use into Ans Aier's hand. "I almost forgot, remember to bring this."
"What is this..." Ans Aier raised the beautiful little bottle in his hand to his nose and smelled it, but there was no smell at all. There was no label on the bottle, and he immediately looked at Fiona in confusion.
"Baby, take it with you. If you feel unwell, take one." Fiona sighed, "If possible, I hope you will never need it."
"Is it the special medicine newly developed by my mother?" Ans Aier knew that his mother was the youngest master of pharmacy in the empire, and after hearing her say that she did not want him to use it, he guessed that it was a medicine used to treat injuries.
"That's right!" Looking at the baby's confused eyes, Fiona's eyes quickly flashed with darkness, and then she laughed again, seemingly no different from usual.
Ansel didn't notice anything strange about his mother.
"Really?"
"Okay, honey, don't ask, you should leave! If you don't leave, DeWitt will have to wait impatiently." She changed the subject as if to cover up, as if she didn't want to talk more about this so-called newly developed special medicine. thing.
"Oh, it's time to go." After looking at the current time, Ansel was successfully diverted. "Mom, I'm leaving then!"
"Go." Fiona nodded.
Looking at the young man's thin back, Fiona frowned and seemed hesitant to speak. She suddenly stopped Ans Aier, "Ans..."
"Mother, what's wrong?" Ans Aier looked back in confusion.
"...It's nothing, I just want to see you again." The elegant-looking lady just smiled softly and told him, "Go and remember to take good care of yourself."
"I know, I will!" The young man smiled, thinking that his mother was a little reluctant to let him go, "I will be back after the holidays. Mother, don't worry about me, I have grown up!"
"Yes, my Ansi has grown up..." Fiona said with a complicated face, "Go quickly..."
The young man didn't know that the moment he turned around, the woman behind him looked at him with a sighing gaze.
…
After finding his brother who had obviously been waiting for a long time in the yard, Ansel went to greet him.
Seeing his figure, DeWitt didn't ask any questions, patted his shoulder and took him to St. Mia College.
"Let's go."
Ansiel stood still.
"What's wrong?" DeWitt asked.
"Brother, do you want to take me to the academy in your private spaceship again?" Ans Aier asked with a dark look on his face.
If so, then he refused. He didn't want to cause a commotion like last time and be watched like a monkey.
"How is that possible!" DeWitt retorted without thinking. "I know you will feel uncomfortable riding in a spaceship. Why would I take you to do it again!"
Although he was a little speechless that this was the reason that allowed him to escape, Ans Aier still breathed a sigh of relief. Just don't take the spaceship.
Thinking about it carefully, the last time I took a spaceship was really uncomfortable.
Then he heard DeWitt continue—
"This time we use the portal to go there."
Ans El:…
A portal or something, this is more eye-catching than a spaceship, okay! ! ! And it’s too luxurious to just go to an academy and use the portal directly!
The portal, as it literally means, is a door that allows you to teleport to wherever you want.
Oh, of course, the premise is that you have to have specific coordinates to locate it.
The portal is a product that applies the principle of space to the extreme. It is fast, safe, and stable. These are its advantages. The disadvantage is also obvious, that is, it consumes a lot of energy. Of course, such things are not within the reach of poor people. Depending on the distance to be reached and the number of people participating in the teleportation, the amount of energy consumed by the teleportation gate is also different.
DeWitt said that his father said that as long as Ans feels comfortable and happy, money doesn't matter! The Lindbergh family, the second richest family in the empire, was so willful.
Not happy! Ans Aier watched with mixed emotions as his elder brother proudly repeated what his father told him. If you want to use the portal, you might as well take a spaceship! !
Ansel, who resisted in vain, was forcibly taken to the portal by Devitt, experiencing the pleasure of arriving instantly regardless of distance.
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The entrance to St. Mia's College
Today is the first day of school for freshmen, so there are a lot more people here than usual. In addition to the students of this college, there are also many freshmen who have just passed the examination this year and are entering the college one after another.
However, a special person appeared at the school gate.
The man has silver hair, gray eyes, and a beautiful appearance. Even an ordinary school uniform cannot hide his aura. There is a gentle smile on her beautiful face, which looks very gentle.
The old students are all familiar with him, just because he is the most famous master in St. Mia College - Albert.
"Who is this great master waiting for?" The old students who knew him were discussing in whispers, but few dared to come forward and ask - after a few fans who couldn't help but get close to him said After giving personal demonstrations (all of them were gently sent away by Albert).
Although Albert seems very gentle, people familiar with him know that this great god is not as approachable as he appears. There is an underlying alienation in Albert's gentleness, which makes people feel a sense of distance.
Suddenly, a dazzling silver light suddenly burst out. After the light disappeared, a door appeared in front of everyone present.
"That can't be... the legendary portal..." Student A patted the classmate next to him in a daze, feeling that this world was unreal.
"Ah... I guess so..." Student B, who was also in a daze, replied as if he was sleepwalking.
"Damn it, who is so prodigal that they just use the portal when they come to school??" Alpha, a nobleman from a big family, swallowed hard and couldn't help but cursed.
I just feel that compared to this guy, those of them who just sit on the spaceship are so weak.
Everyone present was staring at the door, wanting to see who was so treacherous.
No one noticed that when the portal appeared, the man with silver hair and gray eyes who had been waiting at the school gate curled his lips, and the corners of his mouth raised in a particularly pleasant arc.
finally come.