The Hero Kicked Me Out of His Party, So I Turned Him into My Maid - Chapter 43

Luna sat down on the platform just a few seconds before the start, and the draw officially began the moment she took her seat.

She first scanned the students below.

Most of the first-year students were full of anticipation. They looked forward to teaming up with their older classmates for the first time and to their first team test.

The third-year students, however, were noticeably less enthusiastic. For them, it was like taking two younger students with them to the test. Whether they could get high scores depended on how well the younger students they were paired with helped them.

Several third-year female students next to Mira glanced at Ariel without making a sound.

For example, this once-glorious and hailed-as-genius student is now at the bottom of her class. Being drawn against her is the worst possible outcome; teaming up with her means certain doom.

Did Ariel not notice the hurtful looks they were giving her?

But whatever they want to think, they’re determined to turn the tables this time.

With the wisdom of two lifetimes combined, how could you not handle a small final exam?

After saying a few random things, mainly about the significance of the exam and the method of drawing lots, Luna gestured for all the students to leave the auditorium and stand outside.

“Is it coming! The illusion of the past… the butterfly!”

The first-year students had long heard that the lottery draw was a spectacular event, and now that moment had finally arrived.

“Everyone, in a moment, release the butterflies in your hands. Butterflies from the same group will fly together.”

From among the teachers, a witch stepped forward. A mysterious, dark blue pattern adorned her thigh, resembling the beautiful designs on butterfly wings.

As for age, witches all look very young, at least under 100 years old. They all look the same as when they were young, so it’s impossible to tell the teacher’s age.

She was known as the “Ghost Butterfly Witch”.

The Witch of the Ghost Butterfly raised her hand, and the eerie blue patterns on her thigh suddenly lit up, the light spreading along her skin and flowing into her fingertips. With her palm facing upward, she chanted an incantation, her voice not loud, but extremely penetrating, echoing outside the hall like a bard’s song.

As she uttered the last letter, the light from her fingertips exploded, bursting in the air and transforming into countless tiny specks of light.

The points of light swirled and coalesced in the air, gradually forming the outline of a butterfly.

Hundreds of butterflies scattered, their tails trailing blue trails, fluttering towards the students. The students opened their hands, letting the butterflies land in their palms, their eyes filled with the ethereal blue light of the butterflies.

Wow, it’s so beautiful!

Mira and the other first-graders exclaimed “Wow!”

At this moment, the trails left by the butterflies fluttering in the sky lingered for a long time, creating a dreamlike scene.

The Witch of the Ghost Butterfly withdrew her hand, the dark blue patterns on her thigh gradually fading. She smiled at everyone, her voice still gentle: “Now, the butterfly has remembered you. Release your butterflies, and they will find companions for you.”

Ariel could feel the butterfly in her palm eagerly flapping its wings, wanting to take flight.

“Go.”

Ariel released her grip, and her butterflies fluttered away with the surrounding butterflies, once again leaving graceful trails in the sky.

Ariel followed the butterfly’s trail and finally saw her first companion.

Her first companion stared at her in astonishment, dumbfounded, repeatedly looking up to confirm if she was seeing things.

But that’s not wrong. At the moment the two butterflies met, they also emitted the same kind of eerie light.

How could that be?

Mira kept blinking, seemingly unwilling to face reality.

Ariel never expected that she would actually be drawn with Mira and become her teammates.

But something’s not right.

I was standing right next to Mira, so why did the butterfly fly around for so long while looking for its teammates before finally flying back to Mira?

Ariel began to observe the other butterflies. Without hesitation, their butterflies took flight and flew straight towards their teammates’ butterflies.

There’s always a feeling of being manipulated…

Just then, Lysser appeared beside Ariel without her noticing. A cool breeze always followed her, and Ariel could feel it very quickly.

Moreover, Lise also has a peculiar woody scent.

Lise’s voice was cold, yet she seemed to enjoy it:

“Look at the teacher.”

Ariel saw that although the Ghost Butterfly Witch had tried her best to cover the patterns on her thighs by pulling the back of her witch’s dress, she could still see a faint glow remaining on the patterns from her position.

“She’s manipulating things, why?”

Ariel frowned, staring at the face of the Ghostly Butterfly Witch:

“I have never met her.”

Lise whispered:

“She is the disciple of the Archmage Tavlin.”

“Then it’s not surprising, that’s not surprising.”

Lise shook her head, a hint of worry in her voice:

“She might be matched with the second-to-last and last-to-last students in the third grade. It would be very difficult to take the test with them.”

hateful……

Karina, you really do have a thing for… kicking someone when they’re down.

Lise patted Alyssa on the shoulder, and that familiar coolness once again penetrated the fabric.

However, Ariel had grown accustomed to Lise’s temperature. Feeling that temperature always gave her a sense of security.

Lise said calmly:

“It’s okay, I’ve already thought of that.”

She nodded to the people on the stage.

Ariel saw no one responding to Lise; she simply took off with Mira’s butterflies, their wings intertwining and tracing beautiful arcs in the air.

When she turned around again, the Ghostly Butterfly Witch was no longer there; she had been called away by someone.

“They’re here.”

Lise gazed at the overlapping, dark blue trails in the sky, her eyes seemingly shining.

Suddenly, her own and Mira’s butterflies flew back and danced with Lise’s butterflies.

“Wow, it’s Senior Lise!”

Mira, who had been sullen, suddenly broke into a smile, the soft blue light shining on her face making her appear so gentle.

Lise is the top student in the third year, so she must be able to draw the highest-level lot at this time.

So what if you’re second to last or last in your grade? With the average strength of the top student in the third grade, you can easily catch up with or even surpass most randomly formed teams.

Ariel murmured:

“Lise, this is…”

Lise shook her head and didn’t say anything.

“Look, whose butterfly is that?”

Among a group of small, pale blue butterflies, one medium-sized butterfly, almost the size of a palm, with a black background, stood out from the crowd.

The butterfly danced with the other butterflies along the way, its trailing black and gold tail weaving through the deep blue sky like a river.

“That butterfly… flew towards those useless girls!”

Amidst the chatter of nearby students, the butterfly landed without hesitation in front of Ariel and her two companions, lending them an air of mystery.

“What a coincidence.”

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Luna, the head of the disciplinary committee, walking gracefully towards Ariel.

Could it be… that the last teammate was actually Luna??