"On another note, Kloke's daughter, Allen Lina Lena Rebecca Elizabeth- I forgot the rest, I have to say that this name is just too long."

"Is it really long? Allen Lina Lena Rebecca Elizabeth Catherine Jenny Ivette Angelica Aisalina Cecil Alice Christina Amilia-Berryman. What a beautiful name, symbolizing the beauty and wisdom of the name bearer, possessing a kind and helpful spirit, a serious yet playful personality, being clean and tidy in daily life, and having a liking for cute things, as well as loving her dad the most - that's what this name represents."

Seeing his colleague's serious expression, Alexander couldn't help but be in awe of his ability to remember this super long name.

"Although I don't understand why you can know so much about a person just from their name, I just want to know why the kingdom's registration officer allowed you to give your daughter such a name."

"Of course, I believe the name I gave my daughter is amazing!" with a serious expression.

Alexander showed a defeated expression and then sighed:

"Little Allen is really talented. At the age of 12, she became a student in the intermediate class at Hildaran College. With a little more time to accumulate experience points, I believe she will soon be able to skip a grade to the advanced class. Her future is limitless, and she's also very cute."

Hearing Alexander praise his daughter's cuteness, Kloke instantly became alert and said:

"Are you trying to make a move on my daughter? Even if we're friends, I won't let you get away with it. I'll bury you in the icy dungeon in the Far East."

This didn't seem like a joking matter, and Alexander didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

"Don't worry, my boundaries are very clear. I'm not interested in anyone with a significant age difference," he replied.

"Really?"

"Of course! Don't give me that look like I'm a lolicon criminal, come on."

"It seems to be true then."

The intense gaze from her father finally softened. And before Alexander could ask about the main topic, he continued:

"Actually, with little Allen being so outstanding, I'm curious about what kind of person her mother is."

Everyone knows that Kloke is a married man and has a daughter named Allen, who is widely recognized as an extremely talented child. However, no one has ever seen Kloke's wife, only hearing that she is constantly traveling due to work reasons.

"A beauty, the world's most beautiful." With absolute certainty and unquestionable tone.

"You dare say that! But I haven't seen your wife, and I don't know the standard for the world's most beautiful. Well, how does she compare to the most beautiful woman I've ever met, Antavia?"

"Of course, my wife is more beautiful and lovely. My daughter is the most adorable in the world!"

Kloke said with seriousness and responsibility, his words firm and powerful.

Alexander couldn't help but feel that this colleague, in a certain aspect, is indeed a great guy, showing care and concern for Kloke. He secretly admired him.

"Crack."

The sound of something being broken suddenly rang out.

Both of them looked at Antavia sitting at their table. They saw her clenched fist holding a metal fork, and the tip of the fork was stuck in a piece of Viquen steamed meat, with the plate beneath it shattered into pieces.

"Antavia...?!" Kloke looked at his childhood friend next to him with confusion and suspicion, sensing the astonishing aura of darkness emanating from her.

So Antavia not only excels at White Magic but also has such a high talent for Black Magic?

"What's wrong, Kloke?"

When Antavia turned her head, the dark aura that had erupted just a moment ago had disappeared, replaced by her usual goddess-like smile, warm and radiant like sunshine.

"...Um, did I see it wrong? It's nothing."

Although he said that, Kloke felt that he couldn't have been mistaken. Just a moment ago, his childhood friend did indeed emit a terrifying aura.

Does Antavia have something on her mind? She would suddenly erupt like this from time to time. It must be because of the heavy work pressure. After all, the students in this college are too active and prone to accidents. As the school nurse, the pressure must be significant.As a childhood friend and close friend, it seems necessary for me to suggest to the principal to lighten Antavia's workload... and by the way, I beg the principal not to deduct the repair fee for the previous damage to the college from his salary.

"Antavia, I see you here, what a coincidence. And there are also Mr. Alexander and Mr. Kloke."

A young man with light green hair and medium length walked over, his gaze fixed on Antavia all the way, only briefly glancing at Kloke and Alexander, indicating that his target was Antavia.

Alec Dubni Damien, 22 years old this year, is a new intern teacher at Hildaran College, mainly responsible for the junior class magic theory course.

His light green hair that reached his shoulders made him look clean, although his body was a bit thin, his figure was slim and straight, and his manners were elegant, radiating a noble air.

In fact, from his name that includes the father's name, it can be known that he is indeed a nobleman.

(Nobles generally add their parents' names in the middle of their names, with males adding the father's name and females adding the mother's name)

"May I sit down? Thank you."

Alec, after getting permission, elegantly pulled out a chair and sat down, facing Antavia directly.

Seeing the other person staring at herself with a burning gaze, Antavia frowned slightly, seeming a bit impatient.

"No wonder you are the goddess of the college, very popular."

Alexander muttered with a mischievous smile on his face. At the same time, he used his eyes to signal Kloke beside him, urging him to take action quickly.

Ever since Alec, as an intern teacher, arrived at Hildaran College, he has been infatuated with Antavia from the first day. Although Antavia is a bit older than him, her beauty instantly captured Alec's heart. So he often takes opportunities like now to get closer to Antavia and pursue her.

In fact, being pursued by men is something Antavia is used to, and she usually gives out rejection cards to solve it. But since Alec hasn't confessed to her yet, Antavia doesn't want to reject him prematurely, so he has been bothering her like this, making her slightly annoyed.

While Antavia was listening to Alec's words with boredom, Kloke, who was on the side, put his hand on her slender shoulder, deliberately making an intimate move that ordinary friends wouldn't normally do.

Seeing this scene, Alec quickly understood and threw a jealous glance at Kloke while chuckling awkwardly.

"I suddenly remembered that I still have some work to finish, excuse me."

After hastily finishing his lunch, Alec left first, citing some matters. As he watched him leave the cafeteria, Kloke's palm finally let go of Antavia's familiar shoulder.

For some reason, Antavia's face turned red and showed a very happy and satisfied expression.

"Now that guy Alec shouldn't come to bother Antavia anymore, right?"

"I don't understand why it's always me being the one to play the role of the flower protector, and not you, Alec."

"I don't want to be stabbed to death by Antavia, alright?"

"What stabbed to death? That's too exaggerated. How could Antavia do such a thing?"

It's not exaggerated at all. Alexander was convinced of this.

...

...

Now it's morning, time to go to school. The students are walking casually on the school road, heading towards the teaching building.

Katie, who lives in the college dormitory, woke up early today, and after washing up, she came to the main road in the north with high spirits. She peered at the continuous stream of students walking by while squatting behind the bushes next to the road, acting furtively-