Heh, Trying to Escape?

As Ansu's consciousness returned, he found himself back in the classroom from before the simulation.

The classroom was still chaotic after the bell, his seatmate was busy chatting up a girl in the front row, and the teacher preparing for the next lesson on the podium was wiping down the alchemical tools needed for the lecture...

Ansu let out a sigh of relief; he had finally returned.

A system prompt appeared before his eyes once again.

[Reality]

[Light Era 625, April 12th, 10:22]

[In this simulation, because you were brainwashed by black magic, you wasted the vast majority of your time, but you did obtain some intelligence.]

[Rating: D]

[System rewards are being distributed...]

[Reward: Points *8]

[Remaining Points: 8]

Looking at the system interface, Ansu sighed inwardly. The remaining 8 points were not enough to run another simulation.

It seemed he would have to rely on himself from here on out.

There was no helping it; Cecilia's "hypnotic lie detection" move had truly disrupted his plans.

Just then, another system prompt popped up.

[Given that this was your first simulation, to encourage the host to reverse the destined death of the future, a skill reward has been included *1.]

[Magic Immunity]

[When you are hit by an opponent's magic attack, you can gain an immunity effect.]

[The immunity range includes all magic damage, as well as negative and positive magic effects. The duration lasts for the entire turn (from the start to the end of the magic effect). Cooldown: 24 hours.]

[Note: The lingering time after 10 minutes of simulation is 3 hours; the lingering time after 10 hours of simulation is 12 hours.]

[Making key changes in reality to reverse your fate can also earn you points. You are welcome to continue using the simulation function for a chance to obtain more simulation time and generous rewards. Please keep up the effort, Host!]

"Magic Immunity," huh... Ansu remembered that there was indeed a similar skill in the game.

This kind of skill was rather lackluster in the early stages, as it couldn't deal damage, but for a player familiar with the mechanics, it could be incredibly useful if used correctly.

For instance, if Cecilia were to try and hypnotize him again, Ansu could perfectly evade it...

But he had no need to take such a risk; Ansu did not want to deal with that heaven-defyingly powerful witch on his own.

While he pondered these things, the number of people in the classroom dwindled.

Ansu remembered that Mary was waiting for him. If he didn't go to find her, she would certainly come looking for him herself, and he didn't have much time left.

He quickly reviewed every detail that had just occurred.

The Echo of Truth Cult wanted to plant a mole in the Royal Academy, and he, having no background, had unfortunately been chosen. It seemed that in the original plot, this was exactly why he had been dragged into the cult's conspiracy.

But as long as he dodged this incident, he would surely be able to reverse the "destined death" coming in two weeks.

Ansu was truly terrified in hindsight; luckily, he had had a flash of inspiration and stalled for a while, learning that Cecilia possessed a lie-detection ability.

Otherwise, even if he simulated it again, he would likely have just ended up with a Game Over...

Thinking of this, Ansu opened his notebook, quickly scribbled two sentences on a page, and tore it out.

"Kevin, do me a favor!"

He patted his seatmate on the shoulder.

"What is it? Wait, hold on..."

Seeing his seatmate still trying to chat up the girl in the front row—who remained indifferent—Ansu dragged him over.

"Stop chatting! She doesn't like you at all!"

"No..." His seatmate turned around, looking awkward and helpless. "What exactly do you want?"

"A life-saving favor!" Ansu hurriedly shoved the note into his hand and lowered his voice.

"I need you to go to the Church of Holy Light for me and deliver this note to the Saintess in person! Good brother! Once this is done, I'll write all your assignments for the next month!"

"Huh?" His seatmate hadn't expected such a request. When he slowly opened the note, his expression became even more confused.

"What is this written here? What does it mean?"

"You don't need to worry about that." Ansu patted him and urged, "Remember, don't leave until I've left the classroom!"

"But..." His seatmate hesitated for a moment. "The Saintess doesn't know me. Can I really get the letter to her?"

"Just tell her it's a letter from her fellow townsman." Ansu said with a determined expression. "As soon as she hears that, she'll definitely be anxious to see you."

"This..." His seatmate's expression grew increasingly puzzled.

Seeing he was still somewhat reluctant, Ansu upped the ante.

"How about this! A month of assignments, plus help cheating on the midterm exam! I'll make sure you pass when the time comes! I guarantee the results will satisfy your old man! How about it?"

His seatmate's expression changed instantly, his eyes lighting up.

"Alright! Deal!"

Ansu let out a sigh of relief.

Money was useless when it came to swaying his desk mate; after all, very few people who attended this school were poor.

Kevin's father was a nouveau riche in the capital, commonly known as an "upstart," so he held very high expectations for Kevin's academic performance.

Among all the countermeasures Ansu had considered, "reporting" was still the most effective.

The cult wasn't as powerful yet as it would be later in the plot; otherwise, they wouldn't be hiding underground, constantly hunted by the Inquisition and the Demon Hunter Squad.

To prevent the note from being intercepted, he had kept the content simple: one part was a request to meet at a specific time and place, and the other was the birthplace of the Saintess.

This was a "threat" directed at her.

The Saintess was one of the future main characters, and Ansu, who was familiar with the plot, knew she had a secret buried deep in her heart—

She was not actually a pure-blooded human, but a "demi-human."

Although cat-girls, dragon-girls, and monster-girls were quite cute in Ansu's eyes, and hit his personal preferences right on the mark...

But in this worldview, especially within the Empire, demi-humans were heavily discriminated against and oppressed. If the Saintess didn't hide her lineage, she would never have attained her current, glorious status.

So, this note from Ansu was equivalent to saying:

'Miss Saintess, you wouldn't want others to know your secret about having demi-human blood, would you?'

Given the Saintess's personality, the moment she saw that sentence, she would definitely be triggered instantly and, just like a heroine in a doujinshi, arrive exactly as requested...

Her origin was her greatest weakness.

This was Ansu's "external aid." Of course, he had a second plan prepared as well.

That was to head straight to the principal's office and find a reason to chat with that venerable old man.

As a poor student with excellent grades, the principal had always treated children like them with favor; if it were his desk mate Kevin, he certainly wouldn't be able to see him.

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You, Cecilia, couldn't possibly kill both the Saintess and the principal, could you?

After repeatedly urging his desk mate several times, Ansu stood up and walked out of the classroom.

He glanced left and right down the hallway; Mary was not there, so he hurried toward the stairs.

But just as he hadn't gone far, a girl's voice made him jump in fright.

"Ansu? Where are you going? Mary told you to hurry to the office!"

Seeing it was just a classmate passing on a message, Ansu replied casually: "Alright, I'll be there right away!"

Like hell I will!

If he went, he would be knocked unconscious, tied up, and then brainwashed into becoming a plaything.

After leaving the teaching building, Ansu headed straight for the school's administrative area. The Benalu Royal Academy was ridiculously large, almost equivalent to a small town, but once he reached that side, he would surely be safe...

The academy's upper management included transcendent powerhouses, and the academic affairs department had a security team that could be described as well-equipped and well-trained.

He would be safe soon...

But as he walked, just as he was about to reach the tree-lined path, Ansu noticed the girl who had just given him the message chasing after him.

"Hey? Ansu, wait up!"

"The teacher has been waiting for you for a long time, and she seems quite angry!"

Ansu frowned as he looked at her. The girl was wearing the academy uniform, her cheeks flushed red, looking as if she were out of breath.

"Didn't I say I'd be there right away..." Ansu had just started speaking when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Then, he turned and bolted!

Regardless of whether he was being overly sensitive, anyone who blocked his path now was a suspect! Ansu would rather die than go to Mary's office!

But a bizarre scene occurred.

The moment Ansu rushed into the tree-lined path, the girl who had been behind him appeared in front of him with a smile...

"Hehe, trying to run?"

Damn it! Ansu's scalp went numb instantly.

When he tried to continue running, he found he couldn't move a muscle. He could only watch helplessly as the girl walked toward him and then...

Slowly embraced him.

The two were tightly hugged together; to an outsider, they looked just like a pair of affectionate young lovers.

But only Ansu knew that he couldn't break free from this embrace at all, and his mouth was even covered, preventing him from speaking...

The girl stood on her tiptoes and leaned close to Ansu's ear with a smile.

"What a nuisance, why are you running around everywhere? Making me have to take action myself..."

Upon hearing this familiar voice, Ansu felt quite speechless.

You're really going to such lengths just to catch me...

Cecilia.

But it was already too late for anything; a pungent scent of potion lingered in the air, and Ansu's consciousness began to fade.

Only one final thought remained in his mind.

At least the letter was sent out...

Watching Ansu go limp in her arms, the corners of Cecilia's mouth curled upward slightly.

She quietly pulled a bottle of [Ether] from her pocket and let out a soft chuckle; Mary's office was filled with these kinds of medicines.

"Heh... I suddenly realized this stuff is more useful than magic."

Afterward.

A pair of man and woman, embracing each other as if in the heat of a romance, slowly walked through the tree-lined path and arrived at a small grove, until their figures were completely swallowed up...

Even if someone saw them, they would only offer a knowing smile, never suspecting anything amiss.

If you can't find the book by its title, try searching for the author; perhaps the name has just been changed!