Late at night, at the ruins camp.
"Jasper, you've been acting a little strange these past few days."
Inside the tent, Lilian looked at Jasper, who was flipping through a miscellaneous journal. Recalling how he had been inseparable from that lowborn girl these past few days, a barely perceptible flash of anger crossed her eyes. She then lowered her voice and said:
"Didn't we agree to treat that lowborn girl as nothing more than a tool and have her help us complete our studies? But what you've been doing these past few days is completely different from what we agreed on. She's just a lowly commoner—not worth you wasting so much time and effort on. What exactly are you thinking?"
Jasper said nothing. He continued flipping through the journal in his hands, then cast Lilian a casual glance.
In his eyes, Lilian was arrogant and foolish, but as the daughter of Count Tewarin, she did have some talent when it came to sensing relationships. As for the little schemes in the count's daughter's heart, he understood them perfectly. She merely wanted to win his affection through her so-called charm and goodwill, then plot to become the future Marchioness of the Kasga Family. As for so-called love, it was utterly worthless to nobles.
However, considering the abnormality Fanny had displayed, he could just as well use this idiot to test the waters for him!
"You're right. A mere lowborn girl isn't worth me expending so much energy on. Besides, I've discovered that Fanny seems to be planning some tricks this time, most likely related to our graduation thesis." "The reason I've been paying so much attention to that lowborn girl these past few days is simply because I've been considering how to dispose of her!"
At this, Lilian's eyes suddenly lit