Chapter 150: Devil or Noble Black Bread

The dining hall suddenly became quiet, with only the sounds of a few children concentrating on eating.

Some people threw bread, and some were about to throw bread, but under Mrs. Maggie's stern face, they withdrew their hands in disappointment.

The young maid, looking annoyed, strode forward and pointed at the children who had thrown the bread. "Eddie, Fei Yi, Chris, come pick it up! Eat it!"

Chris stiffened his neck and said unconvincedly, "But Sister Clover, she's a devil! How could she let..."

"Don't I usually keep the library open?" Maggie interrupted coldly. "Why do I remember there were relevant records in there?"

As she spoke, she passed by the three people who had thrown the bread and made a decision: "You stay and clean the dining hall today."

She lightly brushed the crumbs off her apron, ignoring the children's objections and other reactions.

She turned around and lowered her head, and was caught off guard by the girl's burning gaze. She was stunned. She was just doing what she should do. She looked at the maid.

Clover, who had been supervising the three children as they picked up their bread and continued to eat, looked back. She understood what she meant and said, "Ma'am, today is pea porridge and brown bread."

"Hmm." Madam Maggie glanced sideways, "Give her some."

Before Clover turned back to serve her pea porridge, she added, "Her name is Xiaohuan. Lunch is over. Take her to the empty bed in dormitory six on the third floor."

Clover nodded and said, "I understand, ma'am."

Maggie glanced at Vifia, who was standing obediently beside her. She was about to leave, but after thinking for a moment, she said, "Clover will arrange your food and accommodation."

The girl's eyes lit up, she lifted her skirt with both hands and bent her knees slightly. "Thank you, Madam Maggie."

Her movements were casual, but even her expression was extremely precise, more standard and elegant than any aristocratic lady Maggie had seen before.

Madam Maggie suddenly had a headache. She didn't want to guess where the girl came from, but...

Had she really not drifted to St. Fagus Island by accident? She suppressed the complicated thoughts in her mind and couldn't help but remind him, "If you need anything, you can find Clover. Also, don't leave the room at night."

Vifiya, who also didn't understand why he suddenly did this, came to her senses. Before she could say anything, Madam Maggie had already left.

Clover watched Maggie leave the dining hall, then looked at Vifia. Without a doubt about her new name, she smiled and said, "I'll call you Xiaohuan. I'm Sansonta's maid."

As she spoke she went towards the cauldron, and Vifiya followed in due time.

"My name is Clover, and I'm responsible for many of the chores at Samson Tower." Clover picked up a large spoon and skillfully scooped a bowl full of pea porridge onto a wooden tray. She then placed a few pieces of bread on top and handed it to Vifiya. "Find a place to sit down and eat. After lunch, I'll show you around Samson Tower."

Finally, he added: "Eat it all."

Vifiya took the wooden tray and nodded: "Thank you."

Even though Clover had seen Vifia's greeting just now, she couldn't help but look at the new kid with curiosity.

She stared at her back. Not only her appearance, but also her looks were out of tune with all the children in Sansongta. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but worry. Shouldn't this child be isolated by other children?

Vifia held the wooden plate in both hands, ignoring Clover's gaze behind her, and looked around the dining table with her smart eyes, trying to find an empty seat.

After the previous bread-smashing incident, she didn't really want to squeeze in with others, but obviously, there were only a few empty seats left.

Her gaze fell on the corner at the far left, where there was only a boy who looked about her age. His long, grass-green bangs covered his eyes, revealing his delicate nose and jaw. He silently scooped up the pea porridge and put it into his mouth spoonful by spoonful.

Only there were several empty seats, so you didn't have to sit next to others or squeeze with others.

Weifeiya was about to go there when she heard a low girl's voice from the right: "Here, here."

Vifiya paused and looked in the direction of the voice. A girl with short reddish-brown hair smiled and waved at her.

She thought about it, glanced at the boy's seat again, and walked to the empty seat next to the girl.

When you first arrive here, it is not a wise choice to refuse before you are sure whether the other person is good or evil.

She didn't know why she thought so, but her intuition told her that it would be more appropriate to do so.

The wooden tray was placed on the dining table, and Vifiya sat gently on the chair. She turned her head and nodded to the girl, thanking her for the invitation.

The girl next to her was stunned by her actions. She blinked and turned her head towards Vifiya curiously: "Hello, my name is Nairis."

Out of politeness, Weifeiya also said: "Hello, my name is Xiaohui."

Hearing this, Nerys looked puzzled: "Xiao Hui, what a strange name."

However, she didn't take the strange name to heart. She whispered, "Actually, I saw it in the library. Black hair and black eyes are only possessed by the orthodox and ancient nobles of Ulucia. There are only a few left now."

"You are a legitimate noble, right?" she asked. Before Vifiya could speak, she thought about how different she was from Samsonta's original child, both in appearance and in her etiquette. She became more certain of her guess, "You must be."

Nerys's voice was not loud, but it was lunchtime and there was a rule that people were not allowed to talk while eating. In addition, most of the other children were paying close attention to them, so what Nerys said was easily heard by others.

Vifiya didn't care. She lowered her eyes and silently wrote down the name Ulushia that she revealed.

When he raised his eyes again, there was a moderate amount of confusion in his eyes: "Sorry, I don't remember."

This is the truth.

Nerys was not disappointed when she heard her response. Vifia's situation was not common, but it was not surprising here.

"Eat in silence." Clover's voice sounded, and she glanced in Nerys' direction as if nothing had happened.

Nerys suddenly shut her mouth as she was about to say something and continued to eat her unfinished meal.

Vifia looked down at her lunch, the yellow, sticky pea porridge and the black bread as hard as a rock. To be honest, she suddenly felt that this meal was not a must.

She walked past the others calmly and saw that they seemed to be eating happily. She picked up the wooden spoon hesitantly, but before it touched the porridge, she put it down and picked up the black bread again.

She stuffed the bread into her mouth hesitantly. The taste was not good, but it was not difficult to eat either. It was just a little rough and crunchy when chewed.

Vifiya chewed in small bites, not because she didn't want to eat faster, but because she really couldn't eat faster.

She had just finished half a loaf of bread when other children in the cafeteria started to finish their meals and leave.

There was only one last bite left in Nerys's bowl. She ate it slowly, glancing left and right. When Clover wasn't paying attention, she quickly moved closer to Vifia and said, "It will be easier to chew with the porridge."

After saying that, he pretended to drink the remaining porridge.

Vifiya glanced at her. She had always known that Nerys was secretly observing her, but she didn't care.

She remembered that Clover had specifically told her to finish her meal, and she picked up the wooden spoon again. In an unfamiliar environment, acting too differently is sometimes not a good thing.

Vifiya didn't know why she always made judgments about the current situation. It was not a bad habit.

She closed her eyes, deliberately ignored the taste of the porridge, and mechanically stuffed the porridge into her mouth.

She finished the bowl of porridge quickly and started chewing the black bread again. She thought to herself that she should ask Clover to give her less pea porridge next time.

Nerys, who was beside her, picked up the wooden tray and returned it to Clover. As she passed by Vifia, she whispered, "I'm also from the sixth dormitory on the third floor."

Vifiya understood what she meant and nodded.

Most of the children in the dining hall had left, and Vifiya finally finished her last bite of black bread.

She followed the example of the other children and handed the wooden tray to Clover.

After doing all this, Vifia stood aside waiting for her. After all, all the children needed to finish their meals before Clover would have time to show her around here.

The three children who had thrown the bread at her before had picked up brooms and started cleaning the empty area.

Vifiya glanced at it and quickly looked away.

Several children's eyes fell on her from time to time, but this time Vifiya didn't want to look at them.

Chris glanced cautiously at the well-behaved girl. He heard what Nerys said. She was the child who loved reading the most in Sansongta. Whatever she said would be correct.

Knowing that he had wronged someone, Chris felt a little uncomfortable. He did not stop what he was doing, but glanced absentmindedly at the girl with soft features out of the corner of his eye.

He pursed his lips and moved closer to her.

His intention was obvious to Vifia, but thinking of the largest of the three loaves and how hard the black bread was, she chose to pretend not to see it.

"Swish, swish, swish." The sound of the broom was getting closer and closer.

Chris lowered his head, stopped three steps away from her, and scanned the same spot several times.

He absentmindedly scanned the already clean ground, his eyes became firm, and he finally mustered up the courage to take a few steps forward.

Vifiya looked at him as he suddenly rushed over with a broom in his hand in a rage. Her expression did not change as she stared at him calmly.

Chris stopped in front of her. The girl's eyes were dark, and her face seemed to be cold when she had no expression.

The two stared at each other in silence for a moment. Chris's lips moved, and the words of apology slipped around his lips, but in the end, he uttered three strong words: "Move aside."

Vifiya, who had always wanted to know what he was going to do, blinked innocently. She turned her head and looked at the wall behind her, then turned her questioning gaze to him.

The girl's silent gaze made him feel even more embarrassed. He gripped the broom handle tightly and threw it forward like a broken pot: "Make way."

Vifia lowered her eyes and looked at the broom that was blowing in the wind at her feet. She raised her eyelids and saw that Chris was obviously a head taller than her, but when she raised her eyes, there was a hint of contempt in her eyes.

She refused categorically: "No."

Before Chris could react, a girl's voice suddenly came from behind him: "You're so cool!"