"Arine⦠what a beautiful name, just like you." Barosik immediately used all the words he had ever learned to praise Arine.
Hearing that, Arine giggled: "Hahaha... your mouth is really sweet, but... I donât like people praising me."
"The words you just saidâand even more beautiful compliments than what you just saidâI have heard many times."
"I⦠really hate people who only tell lies."
Barosik shivered; he could clearly feel Arineâs murderous aura surrounding his body.
"Wait! You... you misunderstand." He quickly spoke up.
"Hmm?!" Arine frowned at him.
"What I mean is... What I said is the truth. I swear⦠Iâm telling the truth. You are really beautiful; itâs because you are really beautiful that everyone says it."
Arine frowned, her gaze fixed on Barosik, making him worried.
She is very strong; he knows that, and he is even afraid that if she gets angry and wants to kill him, he will not be able to escape.
Barosik swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not daring to speak. His body trembled with fear, and sweat soaked the back of his shirt. His hands were clenched tightly, but his palms were also full of sweat.
"Pfff! Hahahaha..." Arine laughed: "Look at you... hahahaha... Iâm just kidding; youâre really cowardly, hahahaha..."
Hearing that, Barosik breathed a sigh of relief. He sighed and said: "Itâs not that Iâm cowardly, but your expression really scared me."
"I thought you were so angry; you really wanted to kill me."
"Hm⦠is my face that scary?" Arine tilted her head, smiling as she spoke. Her eyes sparkled with a mischievous and lovely look that made him unable to get angry.
"No⦠what I mean isâ¦" Barosik couldnât control his mouth and said: "You⦠you are very beautiful, very lovelyâ¦"
"Okay, Iâm just kidding. Sit down..." Arine said with a smile, then moved aside and patted the spot where she was sitting.
Barosik was a bit surprised when he saw that, but he still sat on the seat where Arine had just sat.
âItâs a bit warm... Arine... she... she was just sitting here...â Barosik felt that the temperature where he was sitting was still warm, and he thought about Arine just sitting here right now.
Just sitting in the place where Arine had just sat made him embarrassed and excited; moreover... his face turned red.
Luckily, inside the cave, it is quite dark; only a little moonlight shone through the waterfall, illuminating this place. With that little light, he could only barely see Arineâs beauty and the scene inside the cave.
Thatâs why he believed that Arine couldnât see his face turning red with embarrassment.
"Hm⦠If you donât say anything, Iâll feel very bored."
"Ah! Sorry, I... I..." Barosik faltered: "Sorry, I donât know what to ask."
"Hahahaha⦠Iâll ask; youâll answer, okay?"
"So well." Barosik nodded.
"I feel like your talent is not good; are you really a student of Karol Magic Academy?"
"Oy! Youâre making me sad." Basrosik said uncomfortably: "Iâm actually a student at Karol Magic Academy."
As he spoke, he took out his ID card, with all his information displayed on it.
"Wow!" Arine was surprised, and she quickly grabbed Barosikâs ID card: "You are really a student of Karol Magic Academy... Ah, Iâm really surprised."
"Oy! Give it back to me..." Barosik gritted his teeth and said.
"Huh!" Arine threw the ID card at Barosik and asked in confusion: "I remember that the standards of the magic academy are very high; when did it become so low?"
"Youâ¦" It was very difficult for Barosik not to see Arine as an angel, but at this moment, she made him so angry that he wanted to slap her in the face.
Why could a girl with such a lovely and innocent appearance say words that made his heart ache?@@novelbin@@
Are beauty and sharpness of speech directly proportional?
"The magic academy wants to create fairness; anyone who passes the entrance exam or has a letter of recommendation from a high-ranking noble can become a student at Karol academy." Barosik said as he put the ID card in his pocket.
"Ah! So were you introduced?"
"Can you... can you speak properly?" Barosik couldnât help but loudly ask: "I donât rely on anyone, and I despise having to rely on those corrupt nobles."
"I only rely on myself and on my strength to be able to pass the entrance exam."
"Wow! It seems... you are not a useless person." Arine smiled and said.
"Huh!" Barosik frowned and replied: "Never look down on others. The person you are looking down on now will probably be the lord of this continent in the future."
"Ah! Where do you get that confidence from?" Arine asked curiously.
"You donât need to know; you just need to know that you do not look down on me; thatâs enough." Barosik said arrogantly.
"Hm⦠It looks like you really have some kind of mysterious skill or talent that no one knows about." Arine was excited. She approached Barosik, tilted her head, and looked at him with curiosity: "What talent is that? Can you tell me?"
"Huh! That isâ¦"
"Barosik!" Medosâs voice rang out, interrupting Barosikâs words: "Are you crazy?! Itâs your secret; you canât tell her."
"Butâ¦" Barosik was about to say something when Medosâ words rang out again.
"Are not! Barosik..." Medos said angrily: "We still donât know who she is. If she knows your special ability, Iâm afraid... you will be in danger."
Barosik frowned. He looked at Arineâs curious and innocent face, feeling that Medosâs words were very unbelievable.
âIs this girl⦠going to endanger me?â Barosik frowned.
Actually, Arineâs words made Barosik very angry, but he didnât think that a lovely girl like this could cause something so terrible.
He really wanted to tell Arine about his special ability to make her more interested in him.
Only then could he easily turn her into his woman. If he hides information about his abilities, he doesnât know what to do to approach her.
"Donât think too much." Medos continued: "Thereâs something wrong with this woman. Before we know her identity, you must keep your special abilities a secret, understand?"
Barosik sighed and replied: "I know."
"Oy! Didnât you hear what I asked?" Arineâs voice rang out, bringing him back to his senses.
Seeing the lovely, honest, and pure face of an angel in front of him, he didnât want to lie.
However, in the end... he had to obey the words of teacher Medos: "Hahahaha... thatâs a secret."
"Bleh!" Arine stuck out her tongue, her expression so adorable that it almost made Barosik almost tell his secret.
"Itâs okay not to say anything, Stingy!"
"Iâ¦"
"Alright." Arine interrupted Barosik: "I wonât make things difficult for you either. Anyway, everyone has their own secrets."
After speaking, she stood up, as if she were about to leave. Barosik was startled when he saw this and wanted to say something, but Medosâs words echoed in his head.
"Donât be stupid! There are many women in this world. When you become the lord of this continent, you will have any kind of woman you want."
"But... I want her." Barosik suddenly spoke as if he had been fascinated by Arine.
"Are... are you awake enough, Barosik?" Medos now seemed to realise something and asked.
"Heh?!" Barosik was startled: "Ah! No, what I mean is⦠I really like her, but donât worry, I can control myself."
"My dream now is to become stronger, surpass those who are considered geniuses, and then defeat that bastard Lathel."
"Youâ¦" Medos felt strange. Why does Barosik keep mentioning Lathel? However, he felt that he had good points.
Anyway, Barosik also needs a source of motivation to push him to develop. To be more precise, Barosik needed an enemy to give him a purpose to become stronger.
Lathel was a good target; however, Medos also sighed inwardly, hoping things wouldnât get out of control.
Just defeating Lathel is normal, but if Barosik does something to make Lathel angry, he was afraidâ¦
Medos remembering Lilith was enough to make him shiver in fear; he felt that she was truly evil.
Arine stood up and walked to the cave entrance. The moonlight filtered through the waterfall, shining on her, making her even more sparkling, truly like a lovely angel.
"Goodbye; I felt very happy tonight." Arine smiled and said.
"Wait!" Suddenly, Barosik spoke: "I... can I see you again?"
Arine turned her head and looked at Barosik with a mysterious smile on her lips: "We will meet again... soon..."
Then she rushed outside. Barosik chased after her, enduring the waterfall pouring onto his back, making him feel extreme pain.
But... in just a few short seconds, when he rushed over the waterfall, Arine was no longer visible.
In front of him was a quiet lake. The gentle breeze carrying the cold of the night blew over him, making him more alert.
The last meeting was like a dream. Even if Barosik regains consciousness, he will still remember that dream.
He looked dreamily into the distance. That place was filled with darkness, but he could see his bright future.
"Arineâ¦" Barosik clenched his hands, his eyes determined, muttering: "I will definitely not disappoint you. I⦠Barosik⦠will definitely become an existence that people will admire."
Medos could only sigh now and hold his forehead. He didnât understand why Barosik was like Alec, both like dogs, running after the strange women around them.
However, he also had no intention of advising Barosik. He knew that love had completely overwhelmed Barosikâs reason. If he continued to advise him, he was afraid it would have the opposite effect.
Medos sighed: âAnother âSimp Lordâ is born.â