Quick Wear: Out-of-print White Moonlight, Refusing to Fall from the Altar

Su Jin just glanced at the stunned Iriel and then looked away.

It is undeniable that the protagonist of this world, Yirel, is indeed a very exquisite Western beauty.

She had blue eyes and short, slightly curly flaxen hair. Although she was shorter than Su Jin, her body proportions were perfect, her skin was fair, and her eyes were large and watery, making her look very cute.

It's a pity that Yrel is a madman.

Su Jin didn't know if he was just unlucky, as he always ended up in those stories about high-ranking officials being tortured.

The official plot begins four years later. Before the story begins, the Berkeley family, first Ipet died of brain atrophy. Then, Su Jin, the genius boy Ipet found, died unexpectedly on the battlefield after finally gaining a foothold.

Then, there was only one Beta young master left in the Berkeley family. In the first half of his life, he formed gangs and bullied civilian students in the military academy, offending many people.

After the deaths of all the capable members of the family, Yrel split from a beta to an omega, and was abducted by the nobles he had offended. He was used as a reproductive tool, locked in bed for ten years and gave birth to eight children, until Yrel collapsed and committed suicide.

Compared with Irel, Su Jin's original owner had an almost glorious life in the original text.

The boy excelled in his studies in the orphanage, and later differentiated into an alpha. He was then taken away by Mr. Ipet and adopted as his son. He then received an aristocratic education, successfully entered the military, and was promoted all the way.

During this period, he became the white moonlight of many civilian students, who regarded him as the light of the common people.

He died with ease, which seemed much better than Yrel.

But Su Jin doesn't want that. If it were any other world, it would be fine, but this is a world with extremely advanced technology!

The power engine alone would take Su Jin a long time to learn, not to mention that the average life expectancy of people in this world is over 150 years old!

Why didn't Su Jin survive and go to the research institute to do research? Why did he die so early?

He had made preparations even before he came. He had enough time to educate Iriel into a talent who could join the army, and then let him join the army and carry on the family glory of Berkeley himself.

Then he let go and went straight to the research institute to immerse himself in studying, and that was all there was to happiness!

Thinking of this, Su Jin, who had already trained two good students, was very excited.

He followed Ipet into the study. As soon as he entered, Ipet sat down on the chair behind the desk and rubbed his forehead with a tired look.

His illness has become so serious that he feels tired even when processing simple documents.

But he didn't dare to relax. Politically, he didn't know how many families were waiting and eyeing to swallow up the Berkeley family. Once he showed signs of fatigue, he might be attacked by other political opponents.

So he only gave Su Jin one year.

"I'll have Man take you to school tomorrow. You should be in the third grade now, right?"

Su Jin nodded: "Yes, sir."

"Smotley Military Academy is the premier military academy in the Federation. The curriculum will be much more intensive than what you've learned before. You need to catch up in the shortest possible time and rank in the top ten by graduation. Can you do it?"

When it comes to other things, Su Jin may not be able to do it, but when it comes to studying, Su Jin is the best.

"of course."

When Ipet heard Su Jin's words, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This is the best data he selected from the entire database of the Second Star. With him, the Berkeley family can be supported for at least decades.

After discussing the mission, Mr. Ipet began to talk to Su Jin about interpersonal relationships.

"The one downstairs is Yrel, my only son. I hope I can take good care of him after I send you to the army."

When Yipet said this, his tall body was leaning on the desk, and his sharp eyes were observing Su Jin. It seemed that if there was any mistake, he would tear Su Jin to pieces.

Su Jin was not afraid of this. He looked straight at Ipet like a giant deer that had just grown up.

He said angrily and coldly:

"Yriel is Master's son. Master has been kind to me. I will take good care of Master Yriel and treat him as my own brother."

"Even if he has a spoiled personality and I've spoiled him?"

"Sir, I won't spoil him, but I can protect him from harm. Is that enough?"

Ipet looked at the young man in front of him who was born in a slum but had an outstanding temperament like an aristocrat. His eyes, as clear as broken ice, were frosty and snowy, so sharp that he seemed to be able to see his demeanor on the battlefield in the future.

I couldn't help but feel extremely satisfied, raised my lips and said:

"enough."

He knew the plight of the Berkeley family, and after his death, Iriel would definitely not be able to protect himself alone.

That's why he found Su Jin. He didn't ask Su Jin to treat Yirel the same way he treated Yirel, but only asked that Yirel live a life of wealth and glory and not be bullied by others.

Su Jin's promise is enough.

As he said this, Ipet took out a small box that he had prepared long ago from the drawer and opened it to reveal a silver ring engraved with the family crest.

He said to Su Jin, "Put this on. From now on, when you are outside, you will be my eldest son."

"Yes."

Su Jin took the box, took out the silver ring from it, and calmly put it on the middle finger of his right hand.

Then he bowed to Ipet, opened the book door and walked out.

As soon as the door was opened, Iriel, who was eavesdropping outside (because the sound insulation was so good, he actually heard nothing), was pushed to the ground by the suddenly opened door.

Su Jin looked down with a cold gaze, and his clear eyes were like a basin of cold water, pouring all over Iriel.

Iriel rubbed his butt where he fell, raised his head and saw Su Jin's indifferent expression, then thought of his embarrassed look as he fell to the ground.

He suddenly became angry and glared at Su Jin and said:

"What are you looking at! Don't think that just because my father approves of you, a lowly refugee like you, can really become my brother!"

Su Jin just looked at him without saying anything. His elegant and otherworldly appearance was like the moon goddess hanging in the darkness. He stood tall and straight with a pair of long legs in front of Iriel. His slender and powerful waist was wrapped in a rough white shirt, and his hand, which was holding the door frame, was wearing a ring that symbolized the Berkeley family.

Even though he was only wearing rough clothes, his beauty was still too great to be ignored.

In front of him, Irel actually felt like he was the bumpkin from the countryside!

This made him bite his lips, and his blue eyes stared at Su Jin fiercely, saying:

"Just wait! Smotley Military Academy is not a place for a lowly country bumpkin like you to casually enter! Don't think that just because you are wrapped in a layer of aristocratic skin, you are a true aristocrat!"

After saying this, Irel got up, snorted, and walked away pretending to be calm.

He was also a sophomore at Smotley Military Academy. He had to go back and make preparations early, spreading the word about Su Jin's lowly status. Let him suffer the contempt and teasing of those nobles. Perhaps he could personally lead people to tease Su Jin, and then make Su Jin quit the school on his own!

Thinking this, Iriel returned to school overnight, even though it was still vacation time.

...Small Theater...

Many years later, Iriel's favorite thing at that time was to clasp Su Jin's fingers with his own, put his index finger on the base of Su Jin's finger, and rub and flick the ring that symbolized the family with his fingertips.

Then he looked at Su Jin's expression, kissed the ring carefully, and showed a passionate and satisfied smile.