The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

The sun had risen high, and the sunlight had shifted from the pale yellow of the early morning to the orange-yellow of noon. The clouds above the Magic Association were rolled up by the sunlight, layer upon layer, resembling a fuzzy, warm orange-yellow blanket.

The Princess had already gone up to the tenth floor alone, leaving only the guards in the lobby.

Bathed in the sunlight, the Holy Knights from the Saint Faction strode solemnly and arrogantly through the crowd, their gilded boots clinking crisply on the marble floor.

Sure enough, each member of the Saint Faction was an elite of the Church, prompting An Su to keep admiring them. He wondered how many devotion points they would be worth if sold to the Esoteric Religion.

There was room for contemplation in this matter.

An Su was still calculating business in his mind.

But to act on it, the first thing to do was to keep a low profile.

When undertaking big ventures, one must be discreet and avoid drawing attention.

Deciding to act unobtrusively," An Su stepped back half a step and hid behind the onlookers, watching from a distance as the Princess's Royal Guard walked past him.

At the same time, the discussions among the surrounding magicians got even louder,

"This must be the second time Her Highness the Princess has visited His Excellency Merlin, right?"

"Have you heard about that affair?"

"What affair?"

"I heard there's a holy man who's often seen on the tenth floor, called An Su Moningsta."

"Oh, I know. They say he even chatted merrily with His Excellency the Archmage. Because of him, His Excellency Merlin even gave up his annual holiday."

"His Excellency Merlin is only taking on one successor this time, could it be...?"

"Him? Impossible. He's from the borderlands, and he's close to the Little Holy Maiden Luojia. He's a thorn in the eye of the Saint Faction in the capital."

There was a secret rumor within the Magic Association that Magic God Merlin's heir might not necessarily choose the Imperial Princess; a young man from the borderlands, with his barber skills, had caught the Magic God's favor.

The exact source of the news was untraceable, but when the royal family heard of it, they were furious and determined to find this lad called An Su.

However, the Princess herself didn't give a damn.

No one was optimistic about that borderlander.

An Su, listening to the people around him, frowned darkly.

Combining this with what the old sage Merlin had said before leaving, An Su immediately realized Merlin was behind the spreading of these rumors.

Knowing Merlin as he did, An Su was aware that the guy wasn't acting out of any true appreciation for talent, such as admiring him; he was merely stoking fires, wanting to see the Princess confront An Su head-on for his own entertainment during the drudgery of his workdays.

"I remember that person clearly, he seemed to have cyan eyes."

Looking around, An Su realized he was the only one with blue-green eyes. Shocked, he quickly filled his eyes with Holy Light to create the appearance of cataracts.

"Oh, I remember now, he had a head of gray-white long hair."

An Su had not expected to be so well-known. Scanning his surroundings, he found that he was the only young person with a grayish hue to his hair, and panicking, quickly tied his long hair up and put on a hood, confident that this would be foolproof.

Because of the Holy Light shining from An Su's eyes and his odd choice of wearing a hood in broad daylight, he stood out in the crowd and quickly drew the attention of the Princess's faction. A guard from the Holy Knights at the Saint Maiden's side narrowed his eyes and strode directly toward him.

This man was handsome, with light green hair cascading behind him, eliciting continuous gasps of admiration from the girls around him.

"It's His Excellency Ael!"

"That's a Fourth Order knight."

The nobleman named Ael clad in pure white armor, with a griffin and shield emblem on his chest, symbols of the royal guard, denoting his status. Most royal knights came from noble families of the capital, and carried themselves with an air of aristocracy.

"That guy over there."

He straightforwardly pulled An Su's hood back, revealing the latter's gray-white hair as it fell out. Looking domineering, he asked, "Are you An Su Moningsta?"

The whole scene suddenly fell silent.

None of the magicians had expected that the legendary An Su was right by their side and quickly made way, wanting nothing to do with him.

At the same time, they all felt the anticipation of an exciting scene brewing, considering the current situation, a confrontation was inevitable.

"So this is An Su."

"A borderlander..."

"And he dares to compete with Her Highness the Princess."

In a moment, An Su became the focal point of everyone's discussions.

An Su wanted to deny it.

He didn't like where this was heading. According to the usual narrative clichés, this was the classic setup for a villainous lackey's downfall and showmanship.

Next would be a series of jeering from this man, followed by An Su playing the role of the underestimated underdog, continuously dishing out surprises, until he was forced to reveal his true strength, leaving the audience amazed and heralding the borderlander as a genius.

After beating the lackey, the main antagonist would step in— the Princess would make a forceful move, to be subsequently suppressed by An Su, and in the end, the elder would step forward— Magic God Merlin would act, eliciting cries of horror at his might...

An Su mapped out the upcoming plot in his mind, and just as he had anticipated, the handsome noble in front of him began to mock An Su,
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"With your current low level, you think you can compete with Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

He snorted disdainfully, "It's pure delusion."

As expected.

A typical extra's speech, awkward to the core.

An Su blinked, "What do you want to do?"

"You're just a common saint now, right?" the man said arrogantly.

"Hmm, that's right," An Su agreed, nodding along.

"With such meager strength, you dare to challenge the great Her Highness the Princess in ten days, truly ignorant of the world."