Yarin's POV:
What happened to Willy didn't concern me; he was graduating this year, and even if he was radical, he wouldn't harm the school much. As for the others, let society teach them a lesson. But this incident also made me realize the predicament of the elves who were once exchange students among the werewolf community. When Willy spoke those words, many students dismissed them, but some students, especially university students, secretly agreed.
Compared to the underage students, most university students had begun to engage with political viewpoints and develop their own opinions. Their attitudes, to some extent, reflected the sentiments of the entire society.
The stranded elves were a hidden problem that, if left unresolved, would inevitably cause issues sooner or later.
Just then, Rica, who had been sleeping in my pocket, groggily flew out and said, "I sense the presence of our kin; are there fairies here too?"
Thirussis said, "I sense it too, but it's strange, both familiar and unfamiliar."
"Familiar and unfamiliar?" I pondered for a moment and said, "Could it be the mixed-blood we speculated about that day? There are many people here; that person could be around." "Yes, he's quite close to us." Rica flew a few circles and then headed in a certain direction.
We hurried to follow, with only Autumn seeming a bit dazed. She must have heard about elves from Eden, but seeing them for the first time was still a surprise.
Rica led us to a relatively quiet area, which was the teachers' rest area.
"Right there," it said. "I smell blood; he's injured."
Injured...
The only injured person I knew was Emery. Could Rica be referring to him?
Hidden in the trees of the parking lot, we saw the university division's principal reprimanding the students who were causing trouble, led by Willy. Willy clearly wasn't satisfied but didn't dare defy the principal and could only once again vent his anger at Emery.
Emery remained silent, seemingly not bothered by the incident, as if he had grown
accustomed to it and didn't care.
Willy's attitude clearly infuriated the principal, and Ms. Maggie's expression wasn't any better. Emery was a teaching assistant in the junior division; she naturally would be upset that one of her subordinates got hurt.
In the end, I heard the university division principal issue an ultimatum to Willy. "Mr. Willy, you can no longer participate in today's activities. Now, I need you to go home and calm down for a month, reflect on your actions today, and a month later, I hope to receive a written statement of repentance for your behavior today. Otherwise, I won't find any reason to keep a student who attacked a teacher for no reason and injured him."
The incredulous expression on Willy's face showed his dissatisfaction with this consequence. But, as mentioned earlier, he didn't dare challenge the principal. He glared at Emery as if to say that the normally quiet Emery had slandered him with his sweet words, then he briskly left.
Once the university division principal and Ms. Maggie left, we followed Rica and sneaked onto the bus where Emery was resting.
"Hey, how are you all?" Emery greeted us warmly. "Is there any plant you need me to identify? I'm happy to help."
I said, "We just wanted to check up on you. You got hurt. Willy is such a jerk."
Looking at the wound now wrapped in gauze, Emery smiled, unconcerned. "It's just a shallow cut; it'll scab over in a few days."
His indifferent attitude made me understand that he must have experienced even more discrimination and disdain in the past to reach a point where he didn't even care about being hurt today.
Thirussis and Rica flew out from my hat, circling around Emery twice. Thirussis said with joy, "Hello, are you a fairy too? I'm Thirussis, and this is Rica."
The fairies were quite welcoming toward a new member of their kind.
But Emery hesitated for a moment and then smiled, shaking his head as he explained, "Hello, I'm Emery. But I'm not a fairy; I'm an elf. I think you've mistaken me for someone else."
"But you exude a strong fairy essence," the fairies flew to Amalia's wound covered in gauze. "There's fairy power in your bloodline; we wouldn't be mistaken."