Chapter 67: Winning Over
"Oh, but, brother! One credit can be exchanged for thirty gold coins! Thirty gold coins! One hundred credits is three thousand!
Even if you take away the one thousand gold coins for exchanging credits, there are still two thousand! Even if you drop out now, this money is enough for us to spend for a lifetime!"
Although she knew she was in the wrong, the brown-haired girl still argued excitedly. To strengthen her persuasiveness, she raised her hand and gestured with force to show a pile of gold coins.
"Besides, the senior also said that even in the trading area, the price of exchanging credits for gold coins is the same, so..."
Looking at his sister's eyes that were almost glowing with golden light, Albinus sighed helplessly.
A little analysis would reveal that the value of one credit is definitely more than thirty gold coins. Otherwise, how could the seniors who guide the new students be so enthusiastic about the transaction?
"Take out your ID card and let's exchange it. Then give me 1,000 gold coins. After you exchange them for credits, I'll transfer 50 credits to you.
Otherwise, without any credits, my life would be inconvenient.”
Guessing his sister's choice, Albins had not previously agreed to the exchange of credits for gold coins.
After observation, he knew that the senior student in charge of guiding him would never make things difficult for him just because he chose not to trade.
"I see!"
Hillary nodded quickly.
Although she is the elder sister, outside, her dignity as an elder sister is always unconsciously suppressed by her younger brother's aura.
"Hello again, you two!"
Just when the two had just exchanged their identity marks, Avis arrived on a single-person floating saucer and happened to "encounter" the two siblings who were gathered together.
"Hello, Anvis~~"
"Hello, Lord Anvis."
Faced with the different reactions of the two, Avis immediately made a judgment in his heart.
"Hello, Hillier, Albinus."
Avis walked slowly in front of the two and greeted them with a smile. His posture was so elegant that even the most discerning etiquette teacher could not find any fault with it.
"Are you two going to the trading area? If you don't mind, how about we go together?"
The girl was about to agree, but suddenly she remembered the scene on the airship and looked at her brother hesitantly.
"Of course, Avis."
Albins didn't have any special reaction, he just nodded and agreed to Avis' proposal.
Seeing that her brother agreed, Hillary was very happy. She secretly glanced at Avis' handsome face with a clear smile, and her cute little face turned a little red.
Of course, all this fell into the eyes of Anvis and Albins.
Avis laughed in his heart, while Albins sighed for his lovelorn sister. . ….….The three of them walked into the bustling trading area, and the lively Hillier soon started chatting with Avis again. Albins paid more attention to the surrounding stalls and only said a few words occasionally.
But as they walked, Albins suddenly asked a question.
"Anweisi, do you like my sister?"
“Puff, cough, cough—”
Hearing her brother's sudden words, Hillary was choked by her saliva. Then her eyes became murderous. She glared at her brother fiercely, wishing she could use magic to make his mouth disappear.
But at the same time, the girl's ears stood up quietly, and she was concentrating on waiting for Avis' answer.
"Well……"
Anvis was also stunned by this question. Albins's straightforwardness was beyond his expectations.
He stopped, thought for a moment, and spoke slowly.
"After all, we have just met for a short time. It might be a bit too hasty to talk about whether we like each other now."
“I see—”
Albins nodded, his expression unchanged, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Hearing this answer, Hillary's face turned slightly pale, but when she turned back, she cleverly concealed it with a smile.
"Um, I'm sorry, Avis... and you have to apologize to me too!"
As she spoke, Hillier turned her head fiercely to look at Albins, stretched out her hand to forcefully press his head, and apologized to Avis.
Watching their performance, Anvis laughed.
"Okay, Albinus, you actually want to ask me why I came to you."
"The reason is simple. Your name is one of the names on the list predicted by the family fortune teller. So, I want to see what is so special about you."
Facing the surprised gazes of the brother and sister, Avis placed his right hand on his chest and performed a perfect and impeccable aristocratic etiquette towards them, while quietly releasing the charm that came with his bloodline.
"Since you two have noticed this, please allow me to formally introduce myself—"
"Anvis, Anvis Luo Olivendi, a direct member of the Olivendi family, the fourth son of Duke Karlas."
The pure sunlight shone on his pale and handsome profile, outlining a pale and soft light outline. The breeze lifted the light golden hair on the side of his ear, and the gray crystal-like pendant swayed gently, attracting attention.
The black academic cloak swayed slightly on his body, the texture of the fabric had a soft and elegant luster, and dim inscriptions were faintly visible under the cloak, making his temperament look mysterious and solemn.
At this moment, the young man looked like the incarnation of a god walking on the earth, gentle, elegant and extremely noble.
The guess was completely confirmed. Hillary bit her lip silently, feeling a little complicated.
Although he was standing right in front of her, Hillary suddenly felt that the distance between her and Avis became very far in an instant, so far that it was out of reach.
"Avis, it turns out you really are..."
Avis spread his hands gently, his expression slightly helpless.
"I'm sorry, Hillary. I don't want to create a rift between us because of our identities."
"I just didn't expect that you would doubt my purpose because of this."
The girl lowered her head, a hint of self-mockery flashing in her eyes.
“Is…I see…”
Listening to Avis' words, Albins frowned, his blue eyes fixed on Avis' face.
"You mean, prophet?"
"Yes, according to the prophecy, you will achieve brilliant achievements in the future. So, I hope you can work for me."
Avis also looked back into Albins' eyes and spoke seriously.
“I can give you the status of a guest of the Olivendi family, and you will enjoy a basic resource quota of 2,000 gold coins per month.
If you need some special materials, equipment, medicines, etc., or have any other special needs, you can also contact the person in charge of the Olivendi family in Pamir.
If you agree to my request, all the expenses you need for schooling in Pamir will also be paid by the Olivendi family."
Avis noticed with his peripheral vision that when he mentioned the two thousand gold coins and the subsequent benefits, Hillary's eyes, which had been somewhat dim, suddenly brightened.
(End of this chapter)
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