Olivia looked back at Alfeas as if asking for an explanation.

Alpheas nodded with a bitter expression.

�It�s true.�Sirone is the son of a mountaineer.�However, at the recommendation of the Ogent family, I was admitted through a special screening process.�Even the teachers don�t know.�Even THAAD didn�t know.�

Olivia showed her sad feelings.

�It doesn�t matter.�Why did you hide it even from me?�At least I, the principal, should know.�

Alpheas also had an unfair part.

He knew better than anyone that Olivia was a prudent and heavy-mouthed person.�The problem is, I didn�t know that this would happen.

�I hid it and slept, and I didn�t even keep it in my head.�It�s been a year already, and no one has wondered about Sirone�s origins.�

When Alpheas spoke with a teary face, Olivia also stopped resenting and fell into thought.

Sirone�s human figure certainly has a unique corner.�It was also true that he was not very interested in his origins when he hung out with him.

But where there are a lot of people, anything happens.

�Anyway, I was naive and fell for it.�No matter how many allies Sirone has, there will always be students who are jealous.�You don�t have to be thinking all the time.�If I had known, this would never have happened in the first place.�

Alpheas also had nothing to say this time.

He excelled at caring for students, but had no talent for politics.

Olivia crossed her arms and pondered, then made a decision.

�Mr. Sade.�

�Yes, Headmaster.�

�Call the kill line right now.�As soon as you receive the message, come to me.�If he doesn�t come within 24 hours, tell him I�ll come find him myself.�

�All right.�

Saad lowered his head and turned around.

@

When Sirone�s origins were revealed, Alpheas Magic School was turned upside down.

Teachers were also shocked, but as expected, it was the students who spoke out.

Olivia�s prediction was correct.

Everyone seemed to like Sirone, but there were a handful of students who were swept away by the public flow and couldn�t express their opinions.�It was the kind of person who envied Sirone�s talent.

Then, when this incident broke out, they began to sell Sirone like a fish out of water.

After class, the canteen on campus was full of students.

Although the advanced class practice test is over, there is some time to spare, but the library is not suitable for talking about Sirone, which is becoming an issue.

In particular, the middle-ranking group of Class Four, who occupied the table in the corner, were zealously cutting Sirone down as if they were paid money to move.

�Sheesh!�does this make sense?�To think we went to school with commoners.� JrNovels.com