"Excuse me, are you both students from our academy as well?" The boy, wearing the same style uniform as Aya and Tiran, stopped them and hesitantly asked.

Aya and Tiran exchanged a confused look. They couldn't believe their luck, running into students from the Knight Academy.

"What should we do?" Aya forced a smile and nudged Tiran with her elbow, using their telepathic contract to communicate. "Should we deceive him and lead him into an alley, knock him silly, and throw him in the trash can? That way, we won't expose ourselves."

"What kind of terrorist are you? How are you so skilled in these things? Besides, he hasn't done anything wrong. Isn't this going too far?" Tiran responded, shocked by Aya's suggestion.

"I can control the force. I can make him forget the whole day. How about that?" Aya proposed.

"What kind of devilish skill is that? Does it come with time manipulation?" Tiran retorted.

"Excuse me, you two?" The boy, seeing them silent, shook his hand in confusion. "I haven't seen you two at the academy before. Are you new students?"

"Um, yeah, we are transfer students who enrolled in the second semester after New Year. We came here today to familiarize ourselves with the environment." Tiran forced a smile and replied.

"Transfer students? That's rare!" The boy showed no suspicion at all and had a surprised expression on his face. "I haven't seen transfer students in a long time. Since you're here to get familiar with the environment, why don't I take you around?"

"That's not necessary, actually..." Aya started to say.

"Come on, come on. We're classmates from now on, so don't be shy. If anyone troubles you at the academy, just mention my name, Rolin, and nobody will dare to bully you." The boy displayed an unexpectedly warm enthusiasm and pushed the two towards the other end of the street.

Rolin's destination was a small shop at the end of the street. Although the exterior was ordinary, it had much more popularity compared to the neighboring shops, evident by the long queue even in the bustling streets.

"Rolin? You finally came back! Hurry up and help!" A boy in an apron stood in front of the barbecue grill, spreading honey on the grilled wings with two small brushes. He glanced at Rolin, who was pushing Aya and Tiran towards him, and immediately burst out angrily.

"Calm down, I just took a short break, okay?" Rolin awkwardly chuckled.

"A short break? A whole forty-three minutes is considered a short break?" Another glasses-wearing boy, wearing the same Knight Academy uniform, came out of the kitchen. He placed a plate of marinated chicken wings on the grill, then turned around and handed two cups of drinks to the waiting customers.

Aya stood by, covering her face in silent embarrassment. "Aren't they supposed to be the future elites of the kingdom? Why do I only see a couple of barbecue sellers?"

Tiran didn't know how to react either and maintained a polite smile of awkwardness.

The two busy guys in the shop and Rolin, who was next to them, were all students from the Knight Academy. This was probably why the shop had such good business. Being students from the prestigious Knight Academy, they were guaranteed to become key figures in the major knight orders in the future.

With such a prestigious identity, it naturally served as a kind of advertisement, attracting a lot of attention. Combined with the fact that those guys seemed to make delicious snacks, it was reasonable that their business was booming.

"Um, don't mind us. We're just working part-time during the vacation to earn some extra money..." Rolin explained while scratching his head.

"Aren't you knights? Would it be more convenient to take on a few missions at the Mercenary Guild or the Bounty Hunter Alliance?" Aya suggested.

"Well, um...actually, it's because we failed our final exams and were ordered by the academy to stay for makeup classes. We have to attend school the day after tomorrow, and we don't have enough time to take on missions..." Rolin explained with a bitter expression.

"Failed, failed the exams?" Tiran's mouth twitched. He never expected to hear such familiar words in a place like this.

"That's right!" Rolin nodded sadly. "We failed both History Level 2 and Knight Etiquette Level 2. What kind of garbage education system is this? Knights should only learn how to fight, right? Why does the Knight Academy teach cultural subjects?"

"Exactly! It's all the fault of the education system!" Tiran, who had experienced this firsthand pain, agreed enthusiastically. Suddenly, he found himself engrossed in a conversation with this guy, forgetting the awkwardness.

"Um, who are these two?" With the busy atmosphere outside, no one noticed them entering the shop, but the students working inside finally noticed Aya and Tiran.

"Hmph, I told you I didn't sneak out to play, right? These two are transfer students who will be joining the college next semester. I brought them back to introduce them to you." Luo Lin said proudly, touching his forehead.

"Ugh oh oh!" Now no one was paying attention to their work anymore and they all crowded around.

Hmph, they are all a bunch of teenagers in their puberty. As a dragon who has lived for over two hundred years, Aya felt that humans are so easily tempted by beauty and silently planned to trick Tiran. However, when he turned around, he found himself surrounded as well.

"Is she a junior? She's so beautiful!"

"You idiot, didn't you hear Luo Lin say? They are transfer students."

"The red pupils, is she from a special bloodline?"

"Please tell us your age, height, weight, and measurements!"

"Do you have time later? Let's go to the Ferris wheel together!"

Tsk, I forgot that I'm in disguise as well! Guys, I'm a guy! Even though I may look like a girl, I'm really straight and not interested in guys!

Although Aya wanted to say this, he didn't get the chance, as a hand suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him over.

In the next moment, he felt a warm touch on his cheek, and in his sight was Tiran with a smirk on his face.

Huh...what's going on?

As for the students who were originally clinging to them, they were now all in a daze. This skill of dispersing a crowd, especially when it comes to males, is really effective.

"Hey, what are you..."

"Why are you standing there? Let's go, I don't want to be surrounded anymore."

...

"What the hell are you doing!"

After leaving the barbecue restaurant of the Knight Academy, they ran in silence, making sure they wouldn't be found again. Finally, they were able to calm down.

"What's the problem? You won't suffer anyway." Tiran rolled his eyes with a charming demeanor, adjusting his clothes and hair that had become disheveled in the crowd.

"I think there's still a problem." Aya touched the place where he was kissed, his cheeks slightly flushed. His heart was beating faster for some unknown reason. Ah, what am I thinking! She's the princess who brought me back home!

"Huh? Are you blushing? I thought someone who has lived for two hundred years would have a lot of experience." Tiran narrowed his eyes and smirked like a fox.

"I told you, even if you convert it to the age of humans, I'm only thirteen or fourteen! I'm not even of the dragon age to get married! How could I have experience!"

"Tsk."

Back on the street, the two of them became more cautious and deliberately chose a place far away from Luo Lin's shop to stroll.

"It's much quieter here." They had come to the edge of the commercial district, where there were far fewer people. After all, most activities took place near the center.

This was still a street in the commercial district, and the magical street lamps on both sides illuminated the ground. However, the shops on the street seemed empty and desolate.

"Why did you suddenly stop?" Aya noticed that Tiran, who had been pulling him along, stopped.

"That shop over there...feels strange." Tiran frowned and pointed to a small shop on the side of the street that no one seemed to be interested in. The shop door was simple, almost shabby, and there was no sign outside. There was only a faint light inside the door, giving the impression that it had already closed down.

After hesitating for a moment, Tiran decisively pulled Aya and pushed open the door.

As the door opened, a bell behind the door made a crisp sound.

"Are you customers? Welcome." A lazy female voice.

Inside the shop, which was only about ten square meters, there were two huge shelves placed against the wall, filled with various sparkling and translucent crystals in boxes.

At the end of the room, there was a table, and a person wearing a black robe, looking mysterious, was lying on it, lazily greeting Tiran and Aya as they entered.

"Is this shop selling gemstones?" Aya picked up a crystal casually, his red pupils shining brightly. Dragons love shiny things, and he could tell that these crystals, without any impurities, were of excellent quality.

"Um, kind of. We sell various monster cores, magic gems, attribute stones, and holy crystals...of course, we also provide divination services, after all, I'm a not-so-skilled astrologer."

Sure enough, on the table top of the table, there was a crystal ball with a pedestal, but it was covered in a layer of dust, indicating that it hadn't been used in a long time.

It felt unreliable.

"How about it? Do you want to try a divination? Only one gold coin per use."

Why don't you go and rob with just one gold coin per use?!

Tiran looked skeptical. She wasn't a fan of mysticism, but she knew that these divinations and astrology were all scams. The closer they were to legends, the clearer it was that predicting the future required a certain kind of power that ordinary people couldn't possess.

"No, I'm more interested in these gemstones," Tiran shook her head.

"Are you sure you don't want to try? Maybe you'll find out something you're particularly curious about. My divinations are quite powerful," the shopkeeper said, his black eyes beneath the hood full of amusement.

"If you keep talking, I'll leave," Tiran was surprised to find a hint of annoyance rising in her heart, urging her to leave this place as soon as possible.

"Please, Your Highness Tiran, but if you miss this opportunity, there are many things you may never know," the shopkeeper took off his hood, revealing long black hair cascading down and a face that exuded an Eastern feminine beauty, with mysterious laughter in his star-like eyes.

"Do you know me?" Tiran carefully examined him, but found that she had no impression of this female fortune teller.

"No, today is the first time I've met Your Highness," the fortune teller smiled and shook her head, "but I do know a lot of things. For example, about you. I haven't come across someone as interesting as you in a long time, Your Highness Tiran. You're from a very far and distant place."

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