Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 458.1: Stoking Possessiveness (1)

Country of Scholars, Leinster.

Roel Ascart sat by the window and watched the busy crowd outside while sipping on his tea, enjoying this moment of peace.

War and peace were like integral parts of human civilization, elements that no human could escape from in their lifetime. That being said, thanks to the outstanding performance of the Ascart House, the Saint Mesit Theocracy was able to avert a potential war and catch a breather.

Still, a rock that was thrown into the peaceful surface of a lake would inevitably stir ripples. The world wouldn’t just revert to how it was previously after how close it had come to a major war.

The ripples of changes reached as far as the Country of Scholars, a land that was supposedly distanced from political strifes and international conflicts. In fact, the changes here might just be the most tangible due to the diverse backgrounds of the people gathered here.

There had always been segregation of students based on nationalities in Leinster, but it was now more apparent than ever. Stiffened expressions would appear whenever students from the Austine Empire and the Saint Mesit Theocracy encountered each other. Even those who were close to each other would make do with a perfunctory greeting before parting ways.

Most foreign students in Leinster were offspring of nobility, so it was impossible for them to overlook the political implications when making friends. Old students were still able to uphold civility since they had already known each other for years, but the awkwardness was palpable amongst the freshmen.

“I guess this is inevitable,” Roel shook his head and sighed softly.

His thoughts couldn’t help but drift back to the chaos that transpired two months ago.

After his fight with Layton Seze by the border, the Sezes hadn’t made any other hostile movements. Without external interference, the allied army managed to take down Edgar City, thus achieving a complete victory in the internal war.

Roel took a look around the Connoisseur Guild’s headquarters before leaving ahead of the others.

Edgar Cit

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