The Rebirth of Evelyn Knox

"H-Huh?"

Rufus and his followers looked at each other in both dismay and confusion. Just what kind of trick was this sold-out prefect cooking now? Was it so difficult to just let them go?

"Tell me, the so called 'argument' was between the five of you guys and the group with my little Evelyn, right?"

Rufus shifted his gaze towards the pink haired girl who was leisurely petting her pink fox as if she had already put him out of her mind. A strange feeling of both resentment and helplessness started festering within his heart.

"T-That's right. Just a minor disagreement. We didn't do anything!"

Cecilia frowned. "Just tell me what I ask, don't go blabbering useless stuff! Anyway, you didn't provoke anyone else?"

The dark skinned boy gulped, recalling his entry declaration of Lavinian scum being trash. If it was said out loud, wouldn't this Lavinian prefect chew his bones to dust?

"O-Of course not?"

Cecilia nodded, satisfied.

"Good. Then you agree that everyone else in this compartment can act as a witness, aside from the ones with that girl on the table?"

Rufus knew she was trying to find fault with him, but when he really thought about it, would those commoner bastards dare to testify against him?

It looks like just because neither her friend nor herself could feel fearful of him, they forgot to take into account the sheer intimidation those commoners would feel from him.

Heh, if those commoners wanted to rat him out, they can try if they have the guts!

Cecilia squinted her eyes. "Well, why are you silent? Were they also involved or not? I want yes or no answer!"

If he said yes, then it was no longer a personal conflict. She could just say he was going around creating disturbances with everyone. As for if he said no, well, that was even better.

"N-No, they weren't involved."

Cecilia smiled. "Good!"

She turned to the commoner's table, and the children collectively shuddered at the malicious gaze coming from the bulky boy behind her.

They knew they were done for if they dared to speak out against him.

Anyway, this girl was a prefect. She wouldn't bully them just because they refused to speak, right?

But Cecilia never had any faith in them anyway. Instead, she directly set her eyes on the one familiar boy among them.

"Hey Aeron, why don't you come testify against this criminal scum over here?"

The brown-haired boy's face was ashen. Not only had she outed him as a 'non commoner' by showing her familiarity, alienating him from his new friends, she had also ended up creating enemies for him. Would they really leave him be in peace later?

As the Ventura heir remained silent, Cecilia couldn't help but frown.

Although she knew he was timid, was there any reason to be scared speechless against these small fries when she was right there? Did he think she wasn't strong enough?

"Well, why are you not speaking? I don't have all day, you know? I still—"

Aeron gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Don't speak to me as if you know me!"

"Eh?"

Cecilia tilted her head, confused. Even Evelyn had turned to look at them strangely, because Cecilia had briefly mentioned this 'possible fiancé' in her letters, and the only negative point she made was that he was timid.

Although the ash-blonde was slightly embarrassed, she felt furious more than anything else.

"Alright. I guess we really don't know each other. That's fine."

Aeron gulped when he felt the suppressed fury in the girl's voice.

Cecilia moved closer to their table and tapped it gently with her forefingers.

"We don't know each other, but do you know who I am, Aeron?"

The brown-haired felt his knees shivering in fear, but even if he wanted to say something, his voice choked and refused to come out in front of the girl's dark eyes.

Cecilia smiled, but it was a smile without warmth.

"I'll make an introduction, since you're so unfamiliar. I'm Cecilia Fulbright. Many in the Lavinian Empire call me the brightest star of the Fulbright family. Have you heard of it?"

Aeron shook his head nervously.

The commoners looked at each other in shock. How could someone not know of the most potent ancient family in their empire? And even if someone didn't know, they would have at least heard some things about this particular girl.

Perhaps only the foreigners and those in remote regions of the empire wouldn't know.

"Okay. Fine, I get it. I'll remember… that we don't know each other."

Cecilia knew she had made the wrong bet, thinking that Aeron would actually support her.

Evelyn had thought that Cecilia had everything under control, so she was leisurely staying out of it, but now that she saw her friend being embarrassed, she couldn't just stay put.

"It's fine Cecilia. Just let them leave, I don't even care anymore. Come on, stop wasting time on those idiots, they don't deserve it."

The ash-blonde grit her teeth in anger. "Wait, Evelyn, let me handle it."

Not to mention letting off people who had insulted her friend, even she felt humiliated today. How could she let them leave without paying the price?

She stomped her way back to the now clearly relieved group of foreign boys.

The attitude of Rufus and his buddies was obviously more relaxed, although they still tried to maintain some surface politeness due to her position.

"See, miss prefect, we told you it was just a minor thing. They didn't even notice anything was wrong."

"Haha—urk!"

One of his buddies had just started to laugh along when he felt the prefect's sharp gaze set on him.

The ash-blonde girl haughtily flicked one of her twin tails, her tone full of disdain.

"Alright, I've decided. All five of you will be manning the toilets in compartment twenty for three days, making sure they are kept clean. You will report to the janitor that you have been ordered to do community service for your reprehensible behaviour towards fellow classmates."

"T-That's absurd! Only commoners go to toilets anyway! You expect us to c-clean it?!"

Cecilia seemed to relish in their shocked and disgusted expressions for a few moments before she smiled.

"Oh… I've changed my mind."

Just as they were about to breathe out in relief, Cecilia continued with a smirk.

"Instead of three days, you should see a good deed to the end. Make sure the toilets are squeaky clean for the next two weeks, alright?"