Let's start over, Your Majesty.

Chapter 67 His reputation was ruined on the first day of school.
Today is Caesar's first day of formal schooling.

I got up early in the morning, got ready, and went out with Yumilia, carrying my schoolbag.

"Pay close attention in class, listen to the teacher, get along well with your classmates, and reheat your lunchbox before eating."

Standing by the tram stop, Yumilia chattered on and on as she straightened his clothes.
"Alright, it's not like I'm a new student," Caesar said helplessly.

"I'm worried, after all, this is different from the previous school," Yumilia said anxiously.

"Oh, and one more thing, remember to find a chance to apologize to Xia properly, like a real man," she added.

"Understood," Caesar had no choice but to reply.

"Well then, I'll be going now. Good luck, Caesar!" Yumilia said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

Yumilia works at a botanical garden on the other side of the city, requiring a different tram ride; the stop is two blocks away.

"Oh, right, let's give each other a farewell kiss before school!" Yumilia said with a smile, opening her arms wide.

"Come here, let me give you a kiss."

“This is on the main street,” Caesar said.

But Yumilia pouted slightly and persisted:
"Kiss me."

Helpless, Caesar had no choice but to bend down and let Yumilia leave a warm kiss on his left cheek, and he also kissed Yumilia on the cheek.

Goodbye, and good luck on your school day!

Yumilia waved goodbye to him as she walked away.

The tram arrived, Caesar boarded, and found a seat.

"I wonder what will happen when I face Sia today."

Although she had said she wouldn't pursue the matter, he knew that the arrogant princess wouldn't let him off so easily.

Actually, to be honest, she bears some responsibility for her own personality traits.

After all, he originally intended for his successors to have sufficient authority, so that casting the crown would have some influence on their minds, making them more arrogant.

In other words, Sia's current state is a result of Rean's teaching.

Sigh, it's like I didn't raise my daughter well when she was little, and now that she's grown up, I feel helpless watching her cause trouble.

As Caesar was thinking, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Grandma, please sit here."

He turned around and saw the blond figure helping an elderly woman to sit down in his seat.
This person is actually Leon?
"Why is he taking the tram too?" Caesar was taken aback.

Then he remembered something.
Could it be that he knew my family was of modest means yesterday because he had already seen me on the bus?

Well, after all, Leon can't be from a wealthy family if he's doing sales at a welcome party.

"Thank you so much, kind boy, may the Holy Mother bless you," the old woman said to Leon with a smile.

“It’s alright, Grandma. By the way, do you have an injury on your left foot?” Leon asked.

"Haha, yes, I've had rheumatism for a long time, and it just won't get better," the old lady said with a laugh.

"It's alright, why don't you try this? It's a miraculous ointment, a really good stuff. It works wonders wherever it hurts, and it's cheap too, only two gold coins a pack. How many packs do you want?" Leon grinned as he pulled out a bunch of ointments.

The old lady's kind smile froze on her face.

"Ah?"

“Medicated plasters are perfect for elderly people like you! I’m working part-time to support myself, so please help me out, Grandma,” Leon said.

After a few words of hesitation, the old lady finally bought two paintings.

“Thank you for your patronage!”

"This guy"

Caesar covered his face and turned his head away, pretending not to know him.

Good morning, Caesar.

As soon as he turned around, Leon came up behind him and patted him on the shoulder, the gesture so familiar that it seemed like he greeted him like that every day.

Caesar sighed, looked at him, and said, "Are you short of money lately?"

“Recently? Not at all. I’m always short of money,” Leon said.

"However, doing some sales work on a regular basis is a good way to practice your speaking skills."

He stuffed the four one-gold-language banknotes into his pocket.

"By the way, be careful today, that princess might target you," he said. "Whatever, I've already explained that it wasn't intentional," Caesar said calmly.

"Sigh, you're really unlucky to have messed with her this time. You might not have heard of her reputation since you came from elsewhere, but she's been like that since elementary school. She's incredibly unruly, always getting on everyone's nerves, and nobody can do anything about her. She's like a hedgehog, and people call her the Fierce Princess."

Leon shook his head.
"But who can blame her for being born noble? She has the blood of an ancient empire flowing through her veins, and she possesses an exceptionally powerful relic of Eldaria, called something like the Crown. It's a relic from the magical age, so it's incredibly strong. Even kings have to show her respect."

"Haven't she always been like this?" Caesar asked.

He noticed that Leon mentioned starting from elementary school, but Sia was found when she was five years old.

“Yes, actually she was quite normal at first, gentle and kind, but I don’t know how she became more and more unruly,” Leon said, shrugging.

Caesar lowered his gaze.

"The influence of the crown... but it doesn't seem like it."

The tram arrived at the station, and they walked together toward the college, with Leon chattering on and on along the way.

Caesar is now quite curious about Leon's identity. He seems so short of money, but judging from his understanding of Sia, he is also someone who is very close to her, which means that his family background is not bad.

Just like yesterday, the school gate was filled with all kinds of luxury cars, with butlers escorting young masters and ladies out of the cars.

A pink, extended Perzani sedan stopped at the school gate. The driver got out, opened the back door, and a beautiful young girl named Tess tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stepped out of the car.

"Good morning."

She smiled and greeted several classmates she knew. Then she saw Caesar and Leon walking side by side in the distance.

Caesar was walking when he suddenly felt someone tap his shoulder. When he turned around, Tess playfully jumped to his other side and walked up to him with a smile.

"Good morning, Caesar," she greeted with a smile.

"Good morning," Caesar said.

Seeing that Leon was about to greet her, Tess said first, "You can skip this."

“Hey, you’re being a bit unfair, Miss Warrens,” Leon said, his lips twitching.

"Don't expect me to be nice to you until you pay back all the money I borrowed from you." Tess gave him a cold look.

“That little bit of money is nothing to you,” Leon muttered under his breath.

Tiss ignored him and said to Caesar, "You were very cool yesterday, Caesar. You made that princess suffer. I felt very satisfied watching it."

"I already said it wasn't intentional," Caesar said, speechless.

"Are you and Sia close?" he asked Tess.

“I don’t want to be close to her,” Tess said angrily. “It’s just that my dad and her dad are close at work, and I often go to her house for parties and stuff. Humph, that guy always acts so high and mighty, like I owe her money, and he expects everyone to kneel down and talk to her.”

She tossed her hair: "Actually, she had a pretty good personality at first and we got along quite well, but she got worse and worse, and now I don't want to talk to her anymore. Most of the people who can tolerate her personality and are willing to stay by her side are just trying to get close to the Marshall family through her."

Upon hearing this, Caesar felt inexplicably uneasy.

She also said that Xia's personality used to be quite good, but it has become increasingly worse. Could it be that the Crown of Kings really had such a big influence on her?

So, it's still my fault?
"Alright, don't overthink it," Tess said magnanimously, patting her chest as she thought he was afraid of putting Sia in a difficult position, seeing his dejected expression.

"If she comes looking for trouble, I'll take the blame for you. After all, you stood up for me! From now on, you're my friend!"

"Thank you so much," Caesar said with a forced smile.

"Then, what about me?" Leon grinned and leaned closer.

"Give me back the money," Tess said coldly.

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As Caesar entered the classroom, he immediately felt several gazes upon him, and whispers began to murmur:

"Hey, isn't that him? The one who pounced on the princess yesterday?"

"You're really brave. I heard you were influenced by the Holy Sword of Courage?"

"He even broke the holy sword,"

"Is he a troublemaker? How can someone like that be allowed into the academy?"

"They're still second on the overall leaderboard."

This already damages his reputation.
Caesar found a corner seat amidst whispers, and Leon sat down beside him quite warmly.

Soon after, a pretty figure walked into the classroom.

As Caesar looked over, he met Sia's extremely fierce gaze.
It even carried a hint of murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)