Reconciliation

Arro had trained since childhood. After years of training, he was much bigger than children his own age.

So although he was the youngest, he did not look much different from those around him.

Yet at this moment, Arro's presence alone pressed down on everyone on deck until none of them dared raise their heads.

Anyone who heard Arro's words would assume that his family held great power within Jungle Home.

Therefore, no one was willing to provoke another conflict with Arro.

After all, who would give up their bright future over such a small matter?

What maid or no maid? It did not matter. We nobles were willing to endure this hardship!

As for suspicion?

Did they not see that Lord Wizard, who had already entered the cabin, had now come back out holding her Black Cat and was standing high atop the giant ship, deliberately or otherwise watching them?

Could Lord Wizard possibly have failed to hear Young Master Arro's words?

Since she had not objected, that naturally meant she had confirmed it!

The noble youths believed everything Arro said was true.

Desi, who knew part of the truth, instead thought Arro was borrowing the tiger's might to cow the foxes.

But Arro also knew that there would be absolutely no problem with borrowing the tiger's might.

So Desi hurriedly bowed to Nicole from afar. Nicole held the Black Cat but deliberately pretended not to see him, letting the sea breeze blow over her as she looked into the distance, as though admiring the scenery around them.

"Arro!"

After bowing, Desi hastily called out to Arro. Once Arro turned around, Desi repeatedly signaled with his Eyes, indicating that Arro should look upward.

Lord Wizard was right over there. Watch what you said.

When Arro saw the black-robed wizard lazily enjoying the sea breeze above, he nearly failed to suppress a laugh.

"Cough, cough!"

Arro gave two dry coughs to conceal his lapse, but they drew everyone's attention. They thought Arro had something else to instruct them about.

Noticing the gazes around him, Arro had a flash of inspiration and laughed awkwardly. "All right, from now on, we're all brothers together. Let's just let such small matters pass."

Seeing that Arro was willing to put the matter behind him, those around him immediately grew excited and hurriedly echoed him one after another.

"That's right, Young Master Arro is right. From now on, we're all brothers."

"That's Right, Young Master Arro is truly magnanimous!"

"Young Master Arro, I can only be your younger sister. Tonight, do you need your little sister to warm your bed?"

"Senior Desi, take Young Master Arro to choose a room first. We can clean Young Master Arro's room afterward."

Watching the unusually lively scene, Desi was dumbfounded.

What was going on?

How had their attitudes changed so quickly?

Desi simply did not understand the thoughts of these noble children.

They upheld the dignity of being nobles because noble status brought them enormous benefits. At the same time, the more they identified with that status, the more they hypnotized themselves into believing that people truly were divided into classes.

Now that they regarded Arro as belonging to a class even more noble than their own, they naturally imitated the attitude they believed commoners should show them and used it toward Arro.

Thus, those who had objected most fiercely were precisely the same people who now acted most humbly.

Added to that were their fears that Arro might bear a grudge, their worries about the future, and their hope of receiving some assistance when learning sorcery.

For all these reasons, such an exaggerated scene had emerged.

"Ah, you flatter me, you flatter me. From now on, we're all classmates, classmates."

Arro had not expected these nobles to be so able to pick things up and put them down.

He did not dare respond to any of this nobles' "generous affection." After all, even his mother still used an alias. If he acted too arrogantly, he would be courting death.

"No need, there's no need for any of that. We're all friends. There's no need to say such things."

Arro kept refusing while hurriedly urging, "Senior Desi, continue making the arrangements. We can't just stand here in the sun all day!"

"Oh, oh!"

What was I supposed to arrange again?

Desi came back to his senses and glanced down at the roster in a daze.

Right, arranging rooms for them. That was something the task requirements specifically demanded.

"You four... come with me."

Arro followed for two steps, then suddenly felt that it was too quiet. Turning around, he immediately saw the three of them standing stiffly where they were.

"Come on, why are you standing there like fools?"

The two children from commoner backgrounds did not have too many concerns. They were still young and had not deeply experienced the cruelty of the world. Their restraint around nobles was only because they had heard too many warnings from their parents in the past.

Now that they heard Arro urging them on, they naturally did not Think Too Much and followed along. That left only the red-haired youth, Marx Shafer, standing there with a face full of panic and unease.

He had seen all kinds of punishments used on disobedient commoners. Sometimes, he had even tried them himself. That was precisely why he deeply understood what might happen if one offended someone of higher standing.

"All right, all right."

Arro walked over and deliberately put an arm around the red-haired youth's shoulders, comforting him openly. "It's no Big Deal. Look at how frightened you are. I didn't reveal my identity just to bully you."

"Since you've already boarded this ship, you'll naturally have a chance to establish a Wizard Family in the future."

"By then, we'll still need to keep in touch often!"

At those words, the flames of ambition immediately lit up in Marx Shafer's eyes.

Having long occupied a high position, how could he be willing to remain beneath others?

"Yes, yes, Young Master Arro is right. We must keep in touch often in the future."

Marx Shafer no longer insisted. He bent his knees slightly and lowered himself so Arro could keep an arm around his shoulders. Yielding to Arro's pull, he followed Desi into the cabin.

"Young Master Arro, judging from your accent, have you also studied noble knowledge?"

Arro answered indifferently, "That's Right. Actually, my Grandfather also has some Noble Title in the Yingjia Empire, but for our Wizard Family, that thing is useless."

"What? So Young Master Arro is also a noble of our Yingjia Empire? Where is your Grandfather's territory? When I have the time, I'll pay him a visit."

Who knew whether this Noble Youth might be narrow-minded?

Arro did not want to see the Noble Youth luckily grow into a Formal Wizard, then suddenly go looking for trouble with his Grandfather. So he laughed awkwardly and said:

"My Grandfather doesn't like being disturbed. I told you, the Garner Family—haven't you heard of it?"

As the two chatted, Desi led them to a row of doors. He glanced back at Arro, then said, "This is the place. These rooms all have their own windows, so when you have nothing to do, you can open them for some air. Take a Look At them yourselves and choose whichever one you want."

After Desi finished speaking, Arro released Marx Shafer's shoulder and casually said, "Let's pick our rooms."

After glancing around, Arro truly could not see any difference between the rooms in this row.

That was normal, though. These rooms had been arranged for students of the same aptitude, so everything inside was more or less identical.

Arro casually picked a room and was about to enter when Marx Shafer hurriedly stopped him. "Young Master Arro, wait. I'll choose a better room for you."

Arro looked at him in confusion. "Is there a difference?"

Marx Shafer pulled Arro along while continuously explaining, "Young Master Arro, although these rooms are all cabins with windows on both sides..."

"No matter what ship it is, it is bound to encounter wind and waves at sea. The middle of the ship is relatively steadier, and it is less affected by the jolting caused by wind and waves than the bow and stern. It is also more comfortable for resting."

"Of course, if we encounter truly huge winds and waves, the entire ship will sway, and no position will be stable."

"I examined it earlier. Although this ship has undergone some internal modifications, it was probably converted from a large cargo ship with a Tulga Structure."

"With this kind of ship, you cannot choose the rooms at the very center, because there is a mast above them. If that mast has been used for a long time, the room beneath it can easily hear the wood creaking, which can easily disturb your rest."

As Marx Shafer spoke, he opened several of the middle rooms and knocked around inside them for a while. He was even more attentive than if he were choosing his own room.

"All right, Young Master Arro. Come take a look. How about this room?"

Sure enough, after hearing Marx Shafer explain so much, once Arro entered the room Marx Shafer had selected, it genuinely felt much more comfortable.

Arro gave the red-haired youth a thumbs-up in admiration. "Thanks, Marx Shafer."

Marx Shafer Breathed a Sigh of Relief and smiled brightly. "Why thank me, Young Master Arro? Just as you said, we'll all be classmates from now on. Helping each other is only natural."