Chapter 18 Jonathan
Without relevant information as a reference, it is impossible to figure out the reason no matter how hard you think.
After thinking for a while, Shalan simply packed up her things, lay down on the bed and fell asleep. There were a lot of things to do that day, and Shalan had consumed too much physical and mental energy. It was time to have a good rest.
Early the next morning, he followed Hasid for training as usual. He was still in the basic training stage. At least when his physical fitness was not inferior to those ordinary guards in the manor, he would be qualified to start practicing swordsmanship with Hasid.
Although Shalan was eager to learn swordsmanship, he also knew that a solid foundation must be laid before learning swordsmanship, otherwise his body would be damaged before he could master the skills. Therefore, he not only did not have any impatience for those basic trainings, but instead enjoyed them very much.
After taking a medicinal bath and a shower, Shalan put on her clothes, carried her schoolbag, and took a bus to school.
When he walked into the classroom, although some people still saw him whispering with others, it was much less than yesterday.
However, what was different from yesterday was that after the changes occurred between his eyebrows, many people's private actions could not be hidden from him. It was as if he had a third eye , allowing Shalan to see more things.
Sitting in her seat, Shallan lowered her head and took out a book from her bag. At this moment, Shallan suddenly felt a gaze that made her very uncomfortable. She subconsciously looked up and immediately saw Jonathan, the class monitor, looking at her. Because Shallan suddenly looked up, the two people's eyes immediately met.
Shallan was certain that he saw extremely obvious hostility in Jonathan's eyes, and when he looked at Jonathan, he could faintly sense a very uncomfortable aura from him, but Shallan couldn't put his finger on why, it was just a subconscious feeling.
When Jonathan saw Shallan looking at him, he immediately grinned at her, then reached out to push his glasses, turned around and sat down in his seat. However, after he turned around, a trace of jealousy and hatred flashed across his eyes and lingered for a long time.
Shalan looked at Jonathan who turned around. He knew that the person who spread the rumors about himself and Ailan was probably Jonathan, and the person who could make Ailan trust and protect him so much was probably the class monitor who was the best student and class. However, the uncomfortable aura that Shalan felt from Jonathan just now told him that this usually low-key class monitor might not be as simple as he seemed.
"Haha, you are such an interesting guy. I hope you won't provoke me again, otherwise I will have to teach you a lesson."
Shalan lowered his head and opened his notes. He stopped thinking about those trivial things and continued to study the Mansmei language system. For this kind of text that can form curse spells, Shalan did not think that everything would be fine as long as he could barely understand it. He felt that he had to at least master this language completely so that there would be no mistakes when he used it in the future.
After a day of study, Shallan discussed the Mansme language system , then left school and drove to Howard Library in the family car.
Just as Shalan was leaving, Jonathan looked at him through the window in the corridor with deep jealousy in his eyes. He punched the wall beside him hard and immediately turned and walked towards Ailan's office.
Before walking to Ailan's office, he took a deep breath, and the jealousy on his face disappeared, replaced by his usual humble smile. He gently knocked on the door of the office, and when he heard Ailan's voice asking someone to come in, Jonathan pushed open the door of the office and walked in.
Jonathan looked at Ailan who was sitting in front of the desk. A barely perceptible desire to possess her flashed across his eyes, but soon his eyes returned to normal and he stood in front of Ailan's desk with a smile.
Ailan put down the pen in her hand and raised her head. When she saw that the person who came in was Jonathan, the smile on her face faded slightly, but she still said to Jonathan in a normal tone: "Jonathan, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Looking at Ailan, Jonathan took a step forward, almost leaning against the desk, and said to Ailan: "Teacher Ailan, I noticed that you seem to still be in contact with Shalan. Although I don't want to interfere with your academic exchanges with Shalan, the rumors in the school have been getting more and more intense recently, and Shalan is indeed not a good person. I just want to remind you, Teacher Ailan, if possible, it would be better to stay away from Shalan for a while."
Ailan looked at Jonathan, she sighed slightly, and said to Jonathan: "Jonathan, these are all my personal matters. Although I am very grateful for your consideration for me, please concentrate on your studies in the future and don't worry about this matter anymore."
As soon as these words came out, the smile on Jonathan's face froze immediately. He looked at Ailan in disbelief and said, "Teacher Ailan, you, what are you saying? I'm doing this for your own good. That Shalan..."
"Jonathan, I have made my words very clear. I hope you can focus on your studies and don't worry about other things."
"But I..."
"Jonathan! You are not the only smart person in this world. The things you did are not so untraceable in the eyes of those who are interested, so please stop here and don't make me hate you."
Hearing Ailan's words, Jonathan finally couldn't keep his smile. He took a step back and said in a dry voice: "Teacher Ailan, I, I don't know what you are talking about. I didn't do anything."
Shaking her head, Ailan showed a hint of disappointment on her face. She sighed and said, "Jonathan, please leave my office. Don't come to me privately in the future. We are just teacher and student. It is not convenient for us to communicate privately. That's it."
"I...I...Okay, fine, I'll leave now..."
Jonathan left Ailan's office in a daze. He walked slowly in the empty corridor. Suddenly, he punched the window glass beside him, causing the glass to shatter. The broken glass reflected countless distorted faces full of resentment.
At this moment, a voice full of temptation slowly sounded in Jonathan's ears.
"Join us. As long as you truly join us, you can get everything. You can trample Shalan under your feet, and you can also make Ailan, the Duke's only daughter, your bitch. As long as you join us, everything will be at your fingertips!"
