Chapter 26: Towards the welcome
Two women chatting entered the gallery.
One had a bright pink dress with gold details and the other wore dark purple.
They stopped in their tracks when they saw Agatha contemplating the paintings.
- What are you doing here? - asked in a scolding tone the woman wearing dark purple.
- I got lost - replied Agatha - I couldn't find anything to do in my room and I decided to tour the castle, but then I didn't find the way and found this gallery - She said, pointing to the surroundings.
- Well - begun Rosa's wife - what better way to start classes than by familiarizing yourself with a little with the story.
The woman in purple glared at Rosa's and then Agatha.
Rosa's wife cleared her throat
- Let me accompany you to your beloved room, it is best that you rest before the presentation and there is very little left, if you are not in your room you will probably miss the guide, and you can not arrive on time.
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IT'S A BIT FRUSTRATING TO GIVE FREE POINTS
BUT I GUESS LUCK IS ALSO A POWER
AFTER EVERYTHING IS QUANTIFIED
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Agatha heard the system commenting in her head.
- Sure - he agreed - but could you tell me what that is - he said, pointing to the picture of Gavaldon's children setting books on fire.
The two women were silent for a moment, but then the one in purple answered.
- One of our teachers is a rather eccentric painter, nothing you need to worry about - ruled out the woman in purple.
- Yes - agreed Rosa's - although he is still a great teacher - he clarified.
- As good as a teacher who does not answer questions can be - commented maliciously the purple - ay! - Cried.
The woman in pink had stomped on him in a poorly concealed stomping.
- Come on, I wanted, or you'll be late – the woman in pink rush – see you at the welcome Lady Lesso.
- Goodbye Clarissa - replied between chuckles and with a forced smile calls her Lady Lesso.
Agatha didn't quite believe it, but decided it was better not to get into trouble.
After all, if she was punished, she wouldn't be able to see Sophie, nor the children.
He took a deep breath to calm down and followed the teacher, or at least Agatha believed she was a teacher, leaving the woman named Lady Lesso behind.
As they were walking down the aisle, Rosa's wife introduced herself.
- Let me introduce myself small, I am the doyenne of good, Professor Clarissa Dovey or better known as the fairy godmother, yes, yes that fairy godmother - the woman clarified before Agatha could ask for an autograph or whatever she was thinking she was going to ask for.
The system gave her a series of instructions that Agatha tried to follow, and although she clumsily managed to bow slightly, despite that weird dress and killer heels, she showed up more or less appropriately.
- I'm Agatha, a pleasure - she said in a somewhat broken voice, as it was a little difficult for him to keep his balance, he straightened up quickly and saw that the dean was conducting a thorough inspection.
- Created Pollux will have it difficult - she said more for herself than for her, but from what she remembered of the schedule that was the master of etiquette.
"He has no idea"
Agatha couldn't help but feel more compassion for the teacher than for herself.
To Agatha's surprise, it was only two corridors from her bedroom tower.
She hit her forehead with her palm and couldn't help but look at the staircase in frustration as the doyenne gave her a sympathetic look and comforted her with a couple of pats on the shoulder.
Her companions were already training.
It seemed that he arrived just in time to go to the presentation.
The dean placed Agatha right in front.
She is, even blushing, decided simply not to move as this would only attract more attention.
- Welcome are all new princesses - said the dean - since I was passing by, let me introduce myself, I am the dean Clarissa Dovey - I proclaim with sincere joy, obviously I loved your job - you will be in my care for the next four years, I hope we all get along - beckoned to the fairies and retired.
Agatha imagined that, as in all school presentations, the teachers would be next to the principal.
Or the directors in this case.
Being such a large school, it would most likely have a stage.
He decided to check out his "stats dashboard" since with all the other features and all the fuss he hadn't seen it.
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AGATHA
LEVEL: 1 EXP: 5 / 20
RACE: HUMAN.
CLASS:-
STRENGTH: 4
DEXTERITY: 9
RESISTANCE: 6
CHARISMA: 14
INTELLIGENCE: 7
HEALTH: 10
WHERE: -
LUCK: 200
SKILL POINTS: 0
STATUS POINTS: 5
MAGIC POINTS: 0
ACTIVE SKILLS: Sewing LV. 2, LV Potions. 9.
PASSIVE SKILLS: Kitchen LV.5, Heart connection LV.1
SPELLS: -
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I notice that the Exp of their missions is already registered and that they had status points to use.
She began to think that she could use them and to see the states of her companions, surprised that despite being very beautiful, they were only one or two points above her.
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CHARISMA REPRESENTS MORE THAN PHYSICAL BEAUTY
BUT THE TRUTH IS THAT YOU WOULD BE AS PRETTY AS THEY WERE IF YOU ONLY ATE AND SLEPT BETTER.
YOU ARE MALNOURISHED AND HYPERACTIVE, AS YOU SATISFY HUNGER WITH SWEETS INSTEAD OF AUTHENTIC FOOD.
THIS WAS DUE TO A LACK OF STABLE INCOME IN YOUR HOME CAUSED BY THE IGNORANCE OF THE PEOPLE OF GAVALDON
BUT IT SHOULD BE RESOLVED SOON IN THIS PLACE.
EVERYTHING LOOKS FIRST CLASS.
MOST LIKELY, THE FOOD IS, TOO.
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Agatha didn't quite believe it, but she kept checking the system's functions.
She kept rambling a little to avoid the nerves of standing right in front of all those beauties, and followed the fairies down the aisle to the much-talked about welcome room.