Chapter 326

Orson thought that saying this could make Lianka a little happier. After all, she didn't like him in the first place.

"So you are just saying this now to mock me?" Unexpectedly, Lianka's mood did not improve at all.

"Uh..." Orson was a little confused as to why she still looked unhappy now that he and Lianka had broken up. "No, Lianka, that's not what I meant, and you also agreed to the engagement..."

"Well, so now I'm not your fiancee, I'm no longer worthy of you, and you came here to inform me and mock me, right?" Lianka said this with a hint of crying in her tone.

"I know, I know I can't compare to you! No matter how hard I try, I can never catch up with you in the teacher's evaluation!"

"Then just let me die alone. Don't come to me, okay!" Lianka said, and Orson became a little at a loss.

He clearly didn't do anything, so why did he make a girl cry?

At this moment, a voice suddenly came to mind. "Okay, Lianka."

Following the sound, Olivia walked over.

She sat next to Lianka, hugged Lianka gently, then looked at Orson and motioned for him to leave.

Orson asked for his own displeasure, so he nodded and left the pavilion with some low spirits.

Then, Olivia began to comfort Lianka.

"Ugh...sister, I, I don't care

Explanation, I have given up, why does he still appear in front of me..."

"Okay, okay, Lianka, Orson didn't mean to be like this." Olivia said this and touched Lianka's little head. "I told you before, don't care about other people's eyes, just be yourself."

Lianka has obviously improved recently, and her mentality has also improved a lot, but Orson's sudden appearance in front of Lianka today still aroused bad memories in Lianka's heart.

It is said that to untie a bell, one must tie it. Looking at Lianka's appearance, Olivia certainly knew how to untie Lianka's heart knot.

But when she thought about bringing Lianka and Orson into contact, and when she thought that the two people might develop feelings because of these events, Olivia couldn't help but hesitate.

After some internal ideological struggle, Olivia felt that she still had to ask Orson for help.

It's not easy to comfort Lianka all by yourself.

Moreover, the engagement has been changed now anyway, so even if Lianka wants to go back on it then, it will be impossible.

…

On the other side, Leeteuk is following Virgil to collect debts.

Generally speaking, Virgil does not need to do this by himself, but in order to cultivate Li Te, he still rarely continued to be his "Smiling Yama"

In an alley, a middle-aged man in rags looked at Virgil standing at the entrance of the alley, holding a sword, and knelt on the ground in fear.

"Uncle, please let me go for the sake of my superiority and inferiority!" the man said, kowtowing to Virgil.

Li Te, who was following Virgil, couldn't bear it and wanted to step forward to help the man up. Unexpectedly, Virgil directly kicked the man to the corner.

Then, with a clanging sound, a dagger slipped out of the man's clothes.

"Did you see that, Leeteuk?" Virgil said, looking at Leeteuk. "If you are kind to such people, they will not remember it in their hearts. Instead, they will take the opportunity to hurt you."

With that said, Virgil put the knife on the middle-aged man's neck.

"Do you think we haven't checked your resume?" Virgil showed a dangerous smile. "Although we do not advocate violent debt collection, if you clearly have money but don't pay it back, don't blame us for letting you keep something."

"Okay... okay." A trace of cold sweat ran down the middle-aged man's forehead, and then he took off the necklace he was wearing and handed it to Virgil.

"That's right, this way you won't have any trouble at all." Virgil said, smiled, and then put the knife back.

Then, watching the man leave in despair, Virgil turned his head to look at Liteuk.

At this moment, Li Teuk was still staring blankly at the dagger on the ground.

"Li Te, do you understand?" Virgil asked. "Being kind to your enemies often means being cruel to yourself."

"And when you can't tell the difference between friend and foe, be on guard against everyone and treat everyone as your enemy. This is what you have to do."

"Master Orson told me that you are very smart, Lite, but sometimes you are too kind-hearted and can't do anything, so you asked me to train you."

"Don't imagine people too well, otherwise, sooner or later you will be harmed by someone."

"Yeah." Li Te nodded after hearing this.

"Senior Virgil." She suddenly asked, "How do you know Orson?"

"Why are you asking this question?" Virgil was a little confused when he heard this.

"I just want to ask, can't I..."

"It's not impossible." Virgil said, leaning against the wall of the alley, and told Li Te about the process of getting to know Orson.

…

Eight years ago, Antica.

In the slums, a child with short blue hair and ragged clothes was walking through the alleys. He was holding a gorgeously decorated leather bag in his hand. The sound of coins colliding inside made him feel excited.

After this job, I should be able to get a lot of money from the dividends, so I can eat for a long time.

The boy thought so, and ran for a few more minutes, and he finally came to a pickpocket den.

The pickpocket boss was a man with a scar on his face. He looked at the boy running over, smiled, and then took the briefcase from his arms.

After opening the briefcase and counting the coins in it, the pickpocket boss gave the boy a thumbs up.

"Not bad, you did a good job this time." As he said this, he took out a silver coin from it and handed it to the boy. "Come on, use this money to buy some meat."

"Boss, isn't this a little too little? I feel that there is more money in the bag..."

"Oh?" The scarred man heard this and showed a dissatisfied look. "Are you questioning me? Giving you money is good enough. Didn't you learn your skills from us?! We have supported you for so long, you should be content!"

"..." The boy lowered his head and was about to leave, and then, a voice that was equally childish but very cold sounded behind him.

"Can you give me my bag back?"

Everyone turned their heads and saw a little boy with short black hair, purple eyes, and gorgeous clothes appeared at the door of the hideout.

"Damn, how did you disguise yourself!" The scarred man saw someone chasing him, no matter who the other party was, he slapped the blue-haired boy first.

Then, he looked at the nobleman standing at the door.

"Hey, young man, this is not a place you can come to. We want your bag. If you don't want to suffer, go back quickly."

"Otherwise, we don't mind changing from pickpockets to robbers."

"Oh." Hearing this, the black-haired boy just nodded, but didn't walk away.

"Let me count." The black-haired boy said this and raised his finger. "Three."

Seeing that the other party did not retreat, but instead said the lines he should say first, the scarred man laughed in anger.

"Haha, you little brat. I want to see what you can do to me."

"Two." The boy's words were still very calm.

"One."

As the last word fell, the boy instantly appeared in front of the scarred man, and then knocked him down with a punch, and the bag fell out of his hand instantly.

"Damn it!" The scarred man was a little dizzy after being hit by the punch. After recovering, he called out to the brothers around him. "He dared to plot against me, brothers, give him a good beating!"

As he said this, the pickpockets around him stood up and approached the noble son.

Some people even picked up things like wooden boards and benches. It seemed that they even wanted to kill the boy.

Then, the boy surrounded by the crowd took the lead. He was very fast and could knock those people to the ground with one blow.

The expected scene did not appear. Instead, the group of pickpockets fell to the ground and wailed like children within a minute.

The boy opened the purse and counted the money inside.

At this time, the blue-haired boy stepped forward and took the initiative to call his silver coin to the black-haired boy.

Seeing this, the black-haired boy nodded, thanked him, and prepared to turn around and leave.

When he reached the door of the den, he turned around again.

"You, come back with me." He said so.

...

After listening to the process of Orson and Virgil's acquaintance, Lit covered her mouth in surprise.

Her admiration for Orson deepened.

"At that time, because I exposed the pickpocket's den, I would definitely be hated by this group of people in the future, and I couldn't continue to mix in any community, so Master Orson took the initiative to take me back." Virgil said this, with a nostalgic look on his face.

"After that, Master Orson has been training me, providing me with the best educational resources, and has made me what I am now."

"So... Senior Virgil, you are like this now, is Orson planned a few years ago?"

"Yes." Virgil nodded. "As the saying goes, a man will die for his friend. Master Orson is probably my savior and wise master to me."

"Master Lit." At this time, Virgil suddenly said: "If one day you and Master Orson stand on the opposite side, I will point my knife at you without hesitation."

"Yes." Lit nodded. "I know, so I won't be an enemy of Orson."

"I hope so." Virgil nodded. "Although it's a bit inappropriate to say this, I hope that Master Orson will let me teach a loyal dog who knows how to repay his kindness, not an ungrateful wolf who only cares about interests."

At night, Lit returned home, and Orson was lying on the bed reading a book, and it seemed that he was ready to go to bed.

"Hey, Litt came back quite late today." Orson saw Litt appear at the door of his room and greeted Litt. "How is it? Today should be your first day out with Virgil. Have you seen the world?"

"Yeah, I picked up a lot of new things." Litt nodded. "Orson, you should have let me know this earlier."

"It's okay.

It's not too late now." Orson said with a smile. "Anyway, it's good that you have grown."

"Well, thank you, Orson." Litt said so, closed the door, and walked into his room.

...

A few days later, one day after class, Triss suddenly found Orson and asked him to go to the office with her.

Looking at Triss who was looking for documents at the desk, Orson was a little confused.

"Teacher Triss, why did you call me here..."

"Ah, I found it." Triss searched for a long time and finally found the pile of documents.

"Here, take a look, Orson." Triss handed the document to Orson.

Orson took a look and found that it was sent by the Board of Directors, about the planning of the school festival.

The Imperial Academy holds the school festival two months after the start of school every year. The school festival lasts for a whole day. That day is also the open day of the Imperial Academy. Visitors from outside can enter the academy and experience the activities organized by the students themselves.

Each school festival is organized by the current student union, which is regarded as an activity to test the student union's ability to do things.

"Are we going to start preparing for the school festival?"

"Yes." Triss nodded. "The decision was made at the council meeting this morning. Dean Luca saw that I was your class teacher, so he gave me the document and asked me to pass it on to you."

"The document came down earlier this year, and the preparation time for the school festival is longer than in previous years. I'll leave the specific matters to you, Orson." Triss said this, her eyes full of trust in Orson. "In short, if you have any questions during the preparation process, you can ask me directly."

"Okay." Orson nodded.

"Okay, there's nothing else to do. You can hold a meeting today to discuss the school festival."

As Triss said this, it seemed like she was ordering someone to leave.

Hearing this, Orson didn't stay here for long and walked out.

"Didn't we give a month's notice in previous years? Why is it so much earlier this year than in previous years?" In the student union office, Olivia was a little surprised when she heard the news.

"It may be the council's statement." Manuel speculated. "The board of directors probably thinks that our student union has great potential, so they want to give us more time to let us exert our full abilities and make this school festival go down in history."

"That should be it." Orson heard this and affirmed Manuel's words. "During the preparation of the school festival, your task is very heavy, vice president."

As he said this, Orson looked at Olivia with some concern.

"If there are any difficulties, just let us know, we will try our best to help."

After all, the liaison department and publicity department in charge of the vice president need to be responsible for a lot of work from the preparation stage to the beginning stage and then to the end stage of the school festival, and both departments are busy.

Of course, Orson's office and coordination department will not be easy either.