Chapter 58

Under the enthusiastic invitation of the art club president, Ifia reluctantly entered the activity room.

Immediately afterwards, she revisited the experience of walking the runway and being observed.

In the spacious activity room, there were only a dozen or so people. Although there was no requirement to sit formally, their postures, whether standing or sitting, exuded standard aristocratic etiquette. As soon as the door opened, all eyes turned towards her.

The gazes weren't necessarily friendly, but neither did they carry malicious intent.

The looks that met hers were mixed with curiosity.

It was as if they had finally laid eyes on a figure they had heard about for a long time…

Although Ifia didn't want to appear in front of other art club members so soon, she couldn't resist the arrival of internal activities. When the president of the art club informed the members, he specifically mentioned the entrance of a new member.

Soon, Ifia's information was brought to light and scrutinized by the members.

Seeing Ifia as a commoner shocked and puzzled the members. This was the first time the art club had admitted a commoner!

It was unbelievable.

However, shortly afterward, upon learning that Ifia had a close relationship with Amelia Barlen, the daughter of the duke, all questions were answered. It turned out to be a connection.

If it were any other noble openly recommending a commoner to join the art club, the members wouldn't be as composed as they were now.

But, who made the one recommending Ifia none other than Amelia Barlen!

A person famous in the noble circles of the imperial capital!

Compared to these aristocratic sons and daughters who were sheltered by their families, Amelia Barlen was truly a standout genius.

Whether it was aristocratic etiquette, political insights, or even equestrian skills, she excelled in every aspect.

Therefore, there is a widely circulated understanding in the noble circles. You can compete with His Royal Highness, but don't think about surpassing Amelia Barlen.

In fact, it's best not to even compare, as it would be humiliating.

Since Amelia Barlen has not hidden her outstanding talents due to modesty, even among the younger nobles, no one dares to challenge her authority.

So, when the members saw Amelia Barlen recommending a commoner to join the club, they had already returned to their usual state of mind.

Curiosity arose about what kind of person could be recognized by Amelia Barlen.

Now, it seems that Amelia Barlen judges based on appearances!

Although the possibility of club members creating exquisite artworks remains a mystery, it cannot be denied that they have a normal and discerning aesthetic sense.

Compared to Amelia Barlen's cold and stunning beauty, Ifia's outstanding appearance leans towards sweetness.

She is a memorable beauty with just one glance.

As everyone looked towards Ifia, Amelia, sitting on the side, raised her hand to wave at her. When Ifia hurriedly approached as if she had finally reunited with a long-lost relative, Amelia immediately spoke to the club president.

"President, now that everyone is here, let's talk about this internal activity!"

After finishing her words, Amelia glanced around, her purple eyes cold and indifferent, immediately filling the entire activity room with a sense of oppression.

Under her gaze, the members dared not stare any longer and shifted their attention to the club president.

"Dear members of the art club, the club has been too quiet lately, so after discussions with other members, we've decided to organize a special…"

As the president began to speak, Ifia, no longer the center of attention, breathed a sigh of relief. She then noticed an empty chair next to Amelia, obviously prepared specifically for her!

Indeed, Amelia is the best!

After sitting down, the touched Ifia whispered to Amelia, "Amelia, thank you for saving me a seat."

Perhaps due to hurrying to the art club, Ifia's face turned a rosy red. Being close, she exuded a sweet fragrance like candy, causing Amelia to subtly raise her eyebrows.

So sweet!

This visit was just a formality for her.

Amelia paid little attention to what the art club president was saying.

As if to accommodate Ifia's whispered words, Amelia bent slightly, leaning closer to Ifia's ear and softly said, "I'm sorry I didn't notify you in advance."

Although both were speaking in hushed tones, Amelia's voice was like a little hook.

It tickled the heart.

Suppressing the urge to rub her ears, Ifia felt that everything about Amelia was good, even her voice made one feel tingly.

Moreover, looking at Amelia up close, her purple eyes were really beautiful!

Like translucent purple gemstones, radiating light after being touched by sunlight.

Unaware that her face turned red due to speaking close to her ear, with her neck also flushing, Ifia praised Amelia's beauty in her mind and replied earnestly, "Amelia, you don't need to apologize, it's not your fault."

"I just had trouble adjusting for a moment, but now that I'm here, I realize it's not a big deal."

Ifia wasn't lying. Her reluctance to appear in the art club was simply because of the differences between the nobility and the commoner class in the Sith Empire, leading to some friction between the two sides. This was even more pronounced at the Pulis Academy.

However, this was Ifia's unilateral perception, and in reality, it wasn't as severe as she thought.

Certainly, it's also possible that Amelia sitting beside her silenced those noble club members, much like how a loud dormitory supervisor turns gentle and soft-spoken.

Although the club members were indifferent towards her, Ifia didn't feel uncomfortable. Instead, she found this to be a very comfortable social attitude. They didn't know each other, so a warm greeting would only make things awkward.

"That's good. I was worried about whether you could adapt… However, there aren't many internal activities in the club, and this one should be the only one for a while," Amelia consoled Ifia while the president continued with some irrelevant chatter.

Now, it was time to get to the point.

"The theme of this internal activity is 'Dream.' There are no restrictions on genre or content, as long as it is related to 'Dream.' Members, please work hard. The best works will become masterpieces in the empire's art scene, even reaching the level of a masterpiece."

With a smiling face, the president finished speaking and then waved his hand, immediately dispersing the gathering.

However, Ifia remained sitting there in a daze. Although she could understand every word the president said, putting them together into a coherent sentence became incomprehensible.

Despite having heard about the prowess of the art club beforehand, the confidence in dominating the imperial art scene seemed a bit too much!

Aren't they afraid of failure?

While Ifia silently criticized the club in her mind, Amelia didn't stay in the activity room. She stood up from her chair, then turned her head to smile at Ifia, speaking gently about their next plan.

"All right, Ifia, let's go!"

"Huh?"

"My exclusive studio is ahead. As a model, we have to complete the artwork together!"

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