IMPRISONED FOR A TRILLION YEARS, I WAS WORSHIPPED BY ALL GODS!

The others looked at Tyrande with thoughtful expressions.

Tyrande continued, “This matter is not just about Krom; it also concerns the reputation of Lioncrest Academy. So what if he’s exceptionally talented? As long as he isn’t a student of Lioncrest Academy, he is nothing more than a hopeless piece of trash!”

Most of the elders of Lioncrest Academy, after weighing the pros and cons, chose to agree.

Some, however, still hesitated.

Seeing that most of the elders approved of her words, Tyrande continued:

“Lioncrest Academy has always been an absolute giant. Since he dared to join the enemy Sirius Academy, there’s even less reason for us to spare him. Let his corpse remain here!”

“Exactly! Not joining Lioncrest Academy isn’t our loss—it’s Alan’s greatest regret!”

“Only those who join our academy can be called geniuses! The rest are just trash!”

“Sirius Academy took in the trash we discarded. What a joke!”

Before long, with Lioncrest Academy fanning the flames, the reputation of Alan as a ‘failure’ began to spread.

Alongside his name, the state of Sirius Academy also became widely discussed—its decline reaching the point of being trampled into the dirt.

“I heard Sirius Academy is nearly abandoned!”

“No wonder they accept just anyone, even the rejects from Lioncrest Academy. And they think they’ll produce strong fighters? Ha!”

A remote mountain path.

Alan carried Isabella on his back, following the elderly man with a bulbous, red nose. Though the man walked unsteadily, his pace was surprisingly fast.

“My headache feels much better now. Put me down—I can walk on my own.”

“You just started recovering. Close your eyes and get some rest.”

“I’m fine now, really. Brother, please… don’t beg others like that again.”

“Alright, whatever you say. Your brother will always listen to you!”

“I knew you were the best!”

Under the old man’s guidance, they twisted and turned along the mountain path, soon arriving at a valley surrounded on three sides by towering peaks.

At the entrance of the valley stood an ancient stone monument, inscribed with three archaic words—Sirius Academy!

The carved letters carried an air of history, but layers of moss and creeping vines covered most of the surface, making the academy seem utterly desolate.

“Since the fall of Sirius Academy, you’re the first person to voluntarily join.”

Alan wasn’t particularly concerned about that. Instead, he curiously asked:

“Senior, does that mean… I’m the only student here now?”

“Not quite. With you included, there are two students.”

“Two students?”

Alan’s mouth twitched. Two students… and they still called this an academy?

The old man chuckled. “Don’t worry too much. I’ve managed to, uh, persuade—no, recruit—two more students. This year, we should have a total of four.”

Isabella had already known that Sirius Academy was in a dire state, but she hadn’t imagined it was this bad.

“Brother, I think we just walked into a trap.”

Alan also felt that everything about this place screamed “unreliable.” But he was still grateful to the old man and smiled.

“No matter what, the senior saved you. That alone makes it all worth it.”

Under the old man’s direction, Alan carried Isabella into the valley.

At its center stood several large halls.

But they were all in ruins, resembling an ancient relic site.

The old man, accustomed to the dilapidated surroundings, casually said, “It may be run-down, but at least it’s peaceful!”

“There are plenty of empty rooms. Just pick one and settle in.”

“Get familiar with the place yourself. I’m old—I need a nap.”

“Brother, go find a room. I’ll tidy up this hall a bit,” Isabella said, scanning the overgrown, weed-filled building.

Alan nodded.

Since they were already here, they might as well make the best of it.

Harris had mentioned that Sirius Academy once stood equal to Lioncrest Academy. Surely, it must still have something special.

“Just clean up a little for now. Once I find a room, I’ll help.”

Leaving Isabella to work, Alan started exploring.

Having been abandoned for years, many buildings had collapsed. Only the structures in the very center remained standing.

Since he would be living with his sister, Alan wanted a relatively spacious house with a small courtyard.

After some searching, his eyes lit up at the sight of a lush, green courtyard.

The scenery was pleasant, the house was centrally located, and it seemed safe—a perfect choice.

Excited, Alan quickly stepped inside, pushing open the door to take a closer look.

The moment he did, he froze.

Because not far ahead, there was a swimming pool.

And in the pool was a black-haired girl.

More importantly—she was wearing absolutely nothing.

Through the crystal-clear water, Alan could see the graceful curves of her body.

At first, the girl had a look of serene enjoyment on her face.

But the moment she saw Alan, her expression froze.

Alan’s brain nearly short-circuited.

Just as he was about to turn and pretend he had seen nothing, a sudden whoosh of rushing water broke the silence.

Before he could react, he felt a cold blade press against his back.

The sharp dagger dug slightly into his skin, poised to stab deeper at any moment.

Realizing he was at fault, Alan’s mind raced—then he blurted out:

“I’m actually gay!”

The air fell eerily silent.

Alan dared not move a muscle.

This girl had reacted instantly, going from startled to armed within a heartbeat.

Had he turned to flee immediately, he might have stood a chance. But now, with a dagger at his back, he was completely at her mercy.

A moment later, the pressure of the dagger eased.

Alan finally let out a silent breath of relief.

After a brief pause, he heard the rustling of fabric as the girl dressed.

Only then did he slowly turn around.

By now, the girl had wrapped herself in a fire-red dress, her vivid blue eyes shimmering between the passion of flame and the chill of ice.

A natural beauty.

Though she hadn’t fully matured, her delicate features and graceful figure promised she would grow into a stunning woman.

Alan wasn’t ogling—just appreciating beauty in an artistic sense!

The girl was also studying him in return.

Just as Alan was about to explain himself, she blinked and asked:

“You just said you’re gay? Are you a top or a bottom?”

Alan: “…”

What the hell?!

He thought he had run into an innocent girl—turns out she was a full-fledged fujoshi?!

Seeing Alan hesitate, the girl suddenly lost interest.

His nervous, reluctant reaction could mean only one thing—he must be a bottom.

She had heard bottoms had the worst time of it… and often had twisted personalities.

Without another word, she turned and walked away.

Only after she left did Alan finally relax.

Something about the way she had looked at him before leaving seemed off, but as long as this matter was behind them, it didn’t really matter.

Afterward, Alan wandered around and found two small courtyards nearby. He cleared them out a bit and even caught some wild hares that had overrun the area.

His survival skills, honed during his time in Northern District, came in handy.

Later, Alan returned to the hall with the rabbits.

“Brother!” Seeing him, Isabella immediately relaxed, flashing him a sweet smile.

Alan smiled back and began preparing lunch.

After skinning the rabbits, he used the abundant firewood around them for roasting.

Soon, the rich aroma of grilled meat filled the air.

At that moment, a familiar figure silently appeared nearby.

Alan recognized her instantly—it was the black-haired girl from before.

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