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"Please become Latis Titania's lover, Teacher Yin."

Chapter 303 Silver Xiu'er's Confession

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!"

Yin Xiu'er jumped up instantly like a startled animal. Her eyes widened in fright, her face flushed red, and she stammered:

"Your Excellency! Did I...did I hear that right?"

"Teacher Yin Xiu'er, you heard me right!"

Orianna gave a sinister smile, turned to Latis, and began to coax him:

"Latis, you've finished reading the scroll. As you said before, you need to build your own power to protect your family, and this is a perfect opportunity. Establish the identity of 'Latis Titania' independently and use it as a frontline for contacting various factions; that should be enough to protect the Herod Mage Territory."

“There’s no need to make Teacher Yin do that!” Latis scratched his head, stood up, patted Yin Xiu’er’s shoulder reassuringly to make her sit down, and then frowned as he asked:

"Lady Orianna, are you perhaps toying with us?"

"No, no, no, I've already looked up Professor Silver Hugh's information. She came to Lundia to study when she was a little over ten years old and quickly reached advanced graduation. Her strong learning ability allowed her to integrate almost all the knowledge she had come into contact with."

Orianna glanced at SilverShul, who was tense and dared not look at the crowd, and chuckled inwardly. She continued:

"However, this powerful mage kept a low profile by working and teaching to make a living. Her social circle was extremely small, and her hobbies were very niche. It was impossible to investigate her social relationships. Therefore, it was quite reasonable for her to marry a charming man named Latis Titania and recommend him to the list of candidates for the new nobles."

"This also aligns better with the preferences of the nobles. They would rather believe that a mage has bewitched Teacher Yin than believe that she simply gave up recommending those second-generation nobles with powerful backers because of a student's excellence."

Latis listened to Oriana's reasoned analysis, stroked his chin, feeling almost convinced, but still shook his head.

"But a romantic relationship can't be formed just because of a mission. Even if Gintoki has a lot of feelings for me, you can't treat her like this..."

He sighed and said:

"Your Excellency, I feel this is inappropriate..."

"What's wrong with that? Old Pova is very decisive in these matters; being able to rely on his women is quite an achievement." Oriana chuckled, tapping her fingers lightly on the table, then looked at Ateliers, winked, and said:

"Why don't you listen to your mentor and partner's opinion first?"

Upon hearing this, Silver Hur couldn't help but raise his head and glance at the half-elf in fear, then quickly lowered his head again, instinctively clutching the hem of his skirt and biting his lower lip.

"Eh?"

Artemis pointed to herself and looked at Oriana with a puzzled expression.

“Yes, after all, Your Excellency Herod, you are Latis’s principal wife. You must have to carefully consider how many women you want to accommodate in your household.” Orianna nodded and said, a cold glint in her eyes.

"Lady Orianna seems to be overreacting..."

Artemis frowned slightly, glanced at Latis, and gave him a puzzled look.

"I find it strange too."

Latis helplessly shrugged at Arte, thought for a moment, then pointed a finger at the sky and mouthed "Pow!"

After a moment's thought, Ateliers, having already gained some understanding of the characteristics of the Titan bloodline, quickly connected Orianna and Emperor Pova's old friendship. Judging from their current behavior, they must have had some unpleasantness in the past.

She touched her chin and glanced at Latis again.

Seeing that the half-elf seemed to have some suspicions, Latis rolled his eyes, pointed at Orianna with his two fingers under the table, then at himself, and then made an X.

He wanted to talk about how he was immediately kicked out of the Mage Guild after Orianna discovered his surname.

Seeing this, Ateliers, though unsure of the specifics, could deduce that Latis was saying Orianna did indeed have reservations about his Titan bloodline.

"It seems Lady Oriana is expressing her dissatisfaction with Emperor Pova in this way... Perhaps she's also testing whether her elder brother would react the same way as Emperor Pova in this situation...?"

The half-elf looked helpless. She wouldn't be jealous over such a small matter, but she felt that this scene might put some psychological pressure on Latis and Silvershur.

"In any case, let's put this topic aside for now, Lady Oriana..."

She sighed softly and nodded at Latis.

……

'Looks like Arte figured something out. The little elf is definitely more reliable...'

Latis withdrew his gaze from Ateliers and looked back at Orianna, who was calmly waiting for a reply.

"...I think we should wait and see what Professor Silvershurst thinks about this," Arterifus replied carefully.

"Teacher Yin is a very good teacher, and I like her very much, but it doesn't necessarily have to be a romantic relationship. A relationship based on mutual benefit or an old friend is also possible... Of course, she has no obligation to contribute to our plan. Rather, it would be strange for us to make demands of her at this moment."

“Arte is right! Me too!” Latis nodded in agreement.

Upon hearing these words, Yin Xiuer loosened her grip slightly and let out a stiff breath.

Orianna glanced around at the three people in the arena, crossed her arms, chuckled, and said:

"That's well said, but unfortunately, once the list of examinees is confirmed, the capital will send examiners to Londia to be stationed there in just one week. A romantic relationship is easy to fake, but the interest relationships and old friendships you mentioned, and the records of past favors and benefits, are completely unverifiable. Although the nobles in the capital are all incredibly stupid, they are not idiots."

Sensing the seriousness in Orianna's words, Latis also put away his playful mood. He knew that the association was working behind the scenes for him. If Orianna wasn't concerned about the future of all mages, she wouldn't be personally involved in these trivial matters.

"Your Excellency..." Latis pondered for a moment, just about to ask if there was a gentler method, when a sound of slamming the table suddenly rang out from beside him.

"Your Mightiness!"

Silver Xiuer stood up, her clenched fists trembling slightly. The brown dress she rarely wore today had a few wrinkles from the rubbing. She only wore such soft clothes when she saw Latis, and she could naturally discern the emotions behind them.

The sudden revelation of this matter filled her with fear and unease. The sense of immorality stemming from her identity as a teacher and the hope and warmth she felt from Latis tormented her, making her almost unable to face the people at the table.

If she could, she would rather silently maintain this affection from afar, silently witnessing Latis's growth little by little. It would be enough if Latis could feel even a trace of her feelings. She didn't want to, and was afraid of, making Latis feel embarrassed.

"But now, how am I supposed to handle this? If I agree, will Xiao La think I'm only doing this for the association's mission? Will he find my advances too commonplace? If I refuse, will he think I'm too cold? Will this get me into even more trouble?"

Yin Xiuer suppressed the slight stinging in her eyes and took a deep breath.

She recalled the initial shock of seeing Latis in her classes at all three colleges, the gradual acceptance of having such a hardworking student by her side and the comfort she felt for him, the nightly tricks that led her to drug herself in front of Latis and reveal her gender, the dances, home visits, free meals and drinks, and Latis's inexplicable yet incredibly heartwarming letter.

All of this was rather short-lived, but even so, it left a significant mark on Silver Hugh's otherwise utterly uninteresting life.

She was slowly enjoying this time, waiting for Latis to advance and graduate. Although she might not be young anymore by then, she would finally feel a sense of purpose in life.

but now……

Yin Xiuer sighed somewhat sadly, as if the ripples in her life were about to return to calm. Suddenly, her gaze fell on the scroll spread out on the table, on which were prominently inscribed the words "Application Approved," almost instantly filling her entire field of vision.

That was the fruit of her victory, a shining medal she had never imagined could be won amidst the siege of everyone. If it weren't for Latis igniting her dull and boring past, she would never have been able to radiate such a spark.

"Your Excellency, please allow me to refuse."

Silvershur's body stopped trembling. She loosened her fist, cast a warm glance at Latis, then looked at Ateliers with a slightly shy and pleading expression before straightening up and saying:

“I do not want to become Xiao La’s lover because of this mission. This goes against my expectations. Therefore, I refuse to participate in your plan.”

She took a deep breath, looked at the somewhat surprised Orianna, and the fire in her heart illuminated her face, revealing a radiant glow she had never shown before.

But now, she no longer hesitates or shows weakness!

"I will confess my feelings to Latis seriously, entirely out of my own personal, private, and self-will, because I am absolutely certain of my own feelings; I like him."

As if facing the noble examiners she had defeated one by one, Yin Xiuer stated with shining eyes:

"If he doesn't like me, it's just an ordinary failure, nothing special to me. If he does like me, I'm willing to be his most considerate lover, and I'm willing to walk with him whether it's in the starry sky or underground."

She turned to face the stunned Latis and solemnly performed an oath.

This etiquette originates from the traditional customs of the Elven race. Holding one's hands loosely to the chest as if holding one's heart signifies making a vow in the name of life. It is a classical ritual usually performed by the Elves when they wish to begin a long-term contractual relationship.

"You will like me, so I will become your lover, even if I am the most ordinary one to you, I hope you can see my heart."

When she said such words for the first time, Silver Xiuer's face felt as hot as if it had been burned. Although she had previously preferred to watch him from afar until she grew old, after making up her mind, she quickly began to hope that her young life could blossom like Latis.

"Latis, please accept my confession!"

She shouted loudly with a smile on her face.

……

……

"It's unbelievable that there really is someone like Milut in this world. She actually succeeded?..."

Zerris looked at the list of newly appointed nobles in his hand, his gaze lingering on the name "Latis" for a moment. He couldn't help but say to Principal Richman beside him:

"Did you know that Milut was in front of the former king and a bunch of ministers at the time..."

"So you argued so hard to get her family's estate transferred to you, a rootless outsider, right?" Richman picked at his ear, put away the report in his hand, and muttered as he walked forward:

"I've said it so many times, I'm sick of hearing it."

"...Richman, how come you have no aristocratic manners at all?" Zerris stopped his boasting in annoyance. After a few seconds, he caught up with Richman and said mysteriously:

"There's something else I've never told anyone: my apprentice, Milut, actually made a very grand confession to me back then."

"Huh??" Richman paused, looking as if he'd seen a ghost, and said, "I've never heard you say that before. Hurry up and start making it up."

"It's not made up."

Zerris shook his head and sighed.

"It's only now, seeing another equally radiant woman, that I dare to reminisce... Sigh, it's embarrassing to admit, back then she was my apprentice and helped me manage the mage tower. One day, I think it was some kind of anniversary, she set up a bunch of banners professing her love in the mage tower..."

"I really didn't know how to respond to that scene, so I pretended to fall asleep on the spot. When I woke up, all the decorations had already been taken away."

“Useless,” Richman said coldly.

"Stop cursing, stop cursing." Zerris said with a rare bitter face. "Actually, I still suspect that it was just a dream. Later I thought, if I hadn't run away like that back then, would the ending have been different... But until Mirut disappeared, I never had a chance to ask her if she really confessed to me."

"You, Taupe, are truly masters of escapism," Richman sighed, stopping in front of the conference room and saying calmly.

"I wonder if your descendants will inherit your awful personality."

“Definitely not.” Zerris immediately shook his head and said, “If she has offspring, she should be like Milut, not like me.”

"Whatever, you're just an old single dog now anyway, no wonder your magical talent is so high..."

Richman made sarcastic remarks as he pushed open the conference room door.

Zerris leaned in and, looking at Walmart and Fisherman already seated at the conference table, asked in surprise:

"What are you two doing in our college's conference room? Are you out-of-towners trying to scam us again?"

"Who cares about your stinking money!" Walmart bared his sharp fangs, giving a threatening look.

"Lady Orianna sent us a notification; didn't you receive it?"