blueteamnovel Chapter 91 Evaluation Sphere? (edited)
Chapter 91 Evaluation Sphere? (edited)
Moments later after that strange but efficient interaction, the three decided to make their way up to the very back row. The reason?
"Because all the cool people sit at the back, right?" Millis said with her arms folded, sitting beside Lillian, whose lips twitched at her reasoning.
Millis then continued, shooting Marionette a look, "But of course, everyone but red-eyes over here."
Lillian sighed, turned to her left and stared at Marionette, who had chosen to take the seat beside the window.
With her left cheek resting on her palm, she stared boredly out the window, spinning the pen in her right hand with impressive mastery.
She then turned back towards them once hearing her name.
"That's because I'm far superior to whoever you consider cool..."
Millis's right eye twitched before grinning mischievously, "So would you say that you're above, Lilly, eh~?" she snickered.
"Whatcha think of that, Lillian?"
Lillian stared at her with a deadpan expression, "Are you really involving me?"
Millis stared at her with teary eyes as she placed her hands on Lillian's shoulder, "Just lemme have this... I can't think of a better come back..." she whispered.
Lillian rolled her eyes, "Well this one wasn't very good. Obviously, she's superior to m—"
Before Lillian could finish her sentence, Marionette chimed in, repeating the question.
"Am I superior to Lillian?" she tapped her chin with her finger, "Of course I am..." she said with a tone that could be read as, "Obviously I am."
Lillian rolled her eyes and turned to Millis, "See. I'm not sure why you think that would—"
Lillian was then interrupted once again by Marionette's slow voice.
"But... she's a different case."
"And how so?" Millis asked, tilting her head at her with a curious look.
"Instead of "She's cool"... it's more accurate to say that... "She's mine"..." Marionette gave a small smirk.
Millis widened her eyes in bafflement, staring at Lillian, who hid her face behind her hands. Her face was red and so were her ears. Of course, that all disappeared once Marionette opened her mouth again.
"In the meaning of friends... she's mine in the meaning of friends," she stated, turning her face back towards the window and staring outside.
Lillian stared at her silently before creakingly turning her head towards the front.
Millis patted her shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, bud... you'll get her one day."
"O-oh shush!"
Soon the classroom began to fill and flood with students that eventually took their places once throwing curious glances at the Second Prince and also to Marionette.
Most of them also briefly stared at Lillian, most likely for her achievement.
Mirage nodded, "Alright, we have one. Any more...?" he urged.
Soon enough another arm was raised—this time being Millis's.
"Me me!" she waved energetically.
Mirage nodded—still holding his cold smile, "That's two..."
Lillian turned to Marionette and saw her folding her arms with an uncertain look. She leaned in and whispered:
"I think we should put our hands up."
Marionette raised an eyebrow before whispering back.
"Any reason to?"
Lillian gave it a thought before nodding.
"We'll be given extra treatment if we do."
Once she said that she raised her arm, garnering curious glances from the class.
Such gazes would've caused her to shrink back in the past but for some reason, she felt just a tad bit more confident in stretching her arm a bit higher.
Marionette stared at her before sighing and doing the same. It seemed she too was interested in the offer of extra treatment.
Mirage stared at the two, almost as though he wasn't surprised and was actually expecting it.
"Ah... Number 1 and Number 2 in the exam. As expected to be already a Disciple. Or perhaps did that happen recently?" he tilted his head to the side almost in a playful manner.
He then heard loud grunting sounds from Gram, who tried to bite through the rope tied around his mouth. Mirage stepped closer and held a hand to his ear, almost as if he was gesturing for Gram to speak louder.
"I can't hear you."
Which was what he was doing.
Moments later, Gram managed to snap the thick rope with his jaws and spoke in a crude manner.
"If ponytail-man is talking about the big floating swirly thing, then me have come through two and came back out of two!"
"Is that so? Then I guess that makes five. And I guess this causes me to have five talents in my class, huh?" Mirage muttered, walking back to his desk and holding up a clipboard.
"Now then, I shall be reading out names and expect you to come down and have yourselves evaluated. And if you're too shy to do that or speak up then I will mark you as absent."
He then looked around before adding, "Any objections or can I now begin?"
None were called out and so began his callings.
He called name after name. Not in any order at all—pure random. This gave some of the students quite a bit of anxiety.
Each time a student placed their hand on the Evaluation Sphere, a number between 1 and 500 appeared. But the majority of the numbers displayed were between 1 and 200.
This continued until Lillian's name was called up.