Wolf Servant

Chapter 2: School Uniform and Military Cap

Nineteen years later.

In the autumn of the year 2580 of the interstellar era, it was the busiest back-to-school season in the Empire.

Once again, the Imperial Royal Knights Academy welcomed a group of young future stars. Located on the central planet of the first interstellar region of the Empire, Troy Planet, the Imperial Royal Knights Academy was the best military school in the entire Empire. Here, they specialized in mech research, mech science, ancient strategies, modern technological development, military management, geology, astronomy, interstellar development, and all other popular high-paying majors. It had nurtured several generations of imperial leaders and outstanding military commanders. The high tuition fees and strict academic requirements barred ninety-eight percent of ordinary people from its gates...

In the Imperial Royal Knights Academy, you could casually turn a corner, and the seemingly inconspicuous passerby sitting next to you might be the aunt of someone's granduncle of the grandfather of the queen of the Empire... It was not uncommon to brush shoulders with members of the imperial and noble families.

Or perhaps, it could be a genius from a humble background, who, after overcoming numerous obstacles and winning scholarships, stayed here to step into a successful life of ascension.

In such a place where extraordinary individuals congregated, among the new students of this year, there were naturally remarkable figures. Amidst the new student cohort composed of various noble and imperial lineages, the most eye-catching was undoubtedly the youngest son of the Lancelot family, Viscount Blanc Lancelot.

As the youngest child of the Lancelot family, Blanc grew up surrounded by adoration from everyone since childhood. It was said that because of a certain unspoken obsession of Old General Lancelot, young Master Blanc had been exceptionally well-protected. He had experienced very few storms in his childhood, and his seven alpha brothers and sisters always treated him delicately, fearing that he might be hurt or harmed...

Even though Viscount Blanc himself was also an alpha.

But rumors had it that Old General Lancelot spoiled him excessively. Even when Blanc was twelve years old, the "Island Survival for Seven Days" exercise that every werewolf noble had to undergo was directly waived for him using privileges. While his peers struggled to survive in the deserted and lawless wilderness, he sat at home on the large, soft sofa, looking dejectedly at his drink and playing games...

As a result, there were rumors circulating outside about the "Lancelot family's youngest son being useless", and there was even a wave of "Lancelot family's decline during peacetime"...

It wasn't until Blanc's elder sister, Lilies Lancelot, cleaved open the uncharted No. 18 star region, which had been untouched for a hundred years, opening new routes for the Empire, expanding its territory, that people obediently shut their mouths.

As for the rumors and gossip.

Viscount Blanc himself was well aware of them.

And he sneered at them.

...

In the waiting lounge where the new students gathered, every young face was adorned with excited smiles...

Their various hair colors and eye colors represented different family glories and bloodlines. When they wore the uniform white military uniform symbolizing the freshmen and put on the black cap, they acquired a new identity: official students of the Imperial Royal Knights Academy.

The gleaming school badge on their chests made them instinctively hold their heads high.

At this moment, as they waited here, chatting with each other or introducing themselves, they excitedly exchanged all the gossip they had seen or heard about the school moments ago—

"Guess what, I just saw Fai Se! Ahhh!"

"Fai Se! Is it that Fai Se?! From the Lancelot family—Oh my god, you actually saw my husband!"

"My fiancé, please take care of him in the future."

Excited squeals ensued.

"How was it? How was it?"

"He looks even more handsome and aloof in person than on TV."

"Is he Senior Lancelot? I saw him when my helicopter was landing on the helipad. It's just the beginning of the school year, and there's already someone standing in that eerie place inspecting everyone's appearance—I saw him scolding a sophomore who forgot to wear his cloak, and the sophomore couldn't even lift his head. I think it's better not to mess with him."

"You guys don't understand anything!"

"Ah, I'm so jealous! I almost drowned in his azure eyes... If he says 'untidy appearance, deduct disciplinary points' to me, I'll definitely go weak in the knees... I've been dreaming about this!"

Another wave of excitement followed.

The girls nearby began to stir.

And not far from them, leaning against the window, there was a black-haired youth who seemed not to have heard the ear-piercing discussions, maintaining silence throughout.

The youth had a high nose bridge and slightly curled black hair. What was rare was that his eyes were also black, with refined facial features that left a deep impression. It was not hard to imagine that one of his parents definitely had the purest Eastern lineage... His limbs were slender, his figure was tall and slim, and the white military uniform on him perfectly outlined his narrow waist and perky buttocks.

Since he entered the lounge, many pairs of eyes had been scanning him, and there were whispers surrounding him, but he remained silent, seemingly indifferent to the fact that they were discussing him.

"Discussing Fai Se? It's difficult to even speak in his presence, but look at that beta by the window, oh my, he's so cute!"

"Cute, want to mate."

"Oh, he's really good-looking. My s****l orientation is in question."

"Shut up, mating a beta for an alpha is not a matter of course... What kind of s****l orientation problem is this? I don't agree."

"Do you guys have something wrong with your eyes? Have you seen the back of his neck? It's straight and long, he's an alpha."

"Alpha?! What's that?!"

"Let me tell you something better, not only is he an alpha, he's Blanc Lancelot."

"...Holy crap!"

Amidst a meaningful curse, the whispers came to an end.

Then these people joined the excited discussion about another member of the Lancelot family.

Still treating others' discussions as if they were a breeze in his ears, as if they were not about himself, Viscount Blanc Lancelot absentmindedly turned the black military cap in his hand with one hand, his eyes half-lidded, cold and focused as he watched the senior students gathering in the auditorium outside the window—they wore different colored military uniforms representing different grades to distinguish their identities. Among them, those wearing black military uniforms closest to the regular Imperial Army were the fourth-year students who would graduate soon and enter the army.

And Blanc's gaze was always fixed on a blond-haired, blue-eyed fourth-year student.

From his angle, he could clearly see that throughout, the young man in black military uniform stood at the forefront of the line, as if his mere presence exuded an invisible aura of intimidation, and few dared to approach him...

Fai Se Lancelot.

The adopted son of the Lancelot family, the best investment of General Lancelot in his lifetime, the future star of the Empire, the student leader of the Royal Knights Academy, the perfect dream lover of girls—

Everything was so perfect.

Unfortunately.

This "perfect person" was destined to be a follower rather than a leader, because Fai Se Lancelot was a beta.

A beta student leader who surpassed all other outstanding alpha students in the school.

At this moment, in his hand was the conduct point recorder that recorded the names of all the students in the school. If he didn't have a hundred percent confidence, no one would dare to approach him and court trouble.

Blanc: "..."

As the cap in his hand stopped spinning, his gaze lingered on the meticulously lowered black military cap brim of the man for a few seconds.

Blanc withdrew his gaze, jumped off the window ledge, and casually stuffed the cap into his personal locker.

Just as he closed the locker door, the assembly bell rang, and the new students paused, subconsciously tidying up their attire, adjusting their cap brims, then swarming out of the doorway eagerly towards the gathering point for new students...

In their midst.

Blanc put his hands in the pockets of his military uniform, his slightly curled black hair standing out conspicuously.

Standing at the forefront slightly elevated, responsible for supervising everyone's appearance on the first day of school, Fai Se naturally spotted him with a single glance—

With everyone parting like the Red Sea before Moses, admiring and fearing him, Fai Se took the first step towards the crowd.

On the other end of the road, Blanc was busy playing with his phone, sending texts.

Until he felt a shadow looming over him, his fingers flying across the phone screen came to a halt, and he looked up at the young man who was a head taller than himself—

Even among alphas, Fai Se belonged to the tall and sturdy type. It wasn't uncommon for people to doubt whether he was a beta until he reached adulthood. General Lancelot had him undergo three medical examinations a year before he came of age. It wasn't until "beta" was clearly written in capital letters in his blood certification that the old man completely gave up...

At present, raising his chin slightly to meet the gaze of the person in front of him, Blanc quirked his lips slightly.

His tone was far from respectful, distant and indifferent as he asked the tall student leader in front of him, "What's up?"

Fai Se looked at those black eyes, filled with arrogance.

The fingertips holding the instrument tightened almost imperceptibly, and he said in a deep voice, "Blanc Lancelot, where's your cap?"

Being called out by his full name, Blanc felt somewhat refreshed... but he said nothing, raising his hand to touch his head, "Oops," he chuckled, "I forgot at home, Fai Se, what should I do?"

As Blanc finished speaking, there was dead silence around him.

Amidst the deathly gazes of "he's done for", "he dared to address Senior Lancelot by his full name", "we won't see the sun tomorrow", "let's mourn", the astonishing scene that followed left everyone dumbfounded—

Fai Se stared at Blanc for a few seconds with his icy blue eyes. He sighed, took off the still-warm cap from his head, and placed it on the youth's slightly curled black hair.

Then he took out the conduct recorder.

Immediately, the cold voice of the machine resounded through the entire silent assembly hall—

"Name, Fai Se Lancelot, fourth-year student.

Identity: Outstanding student representative, student leader, student council advisor.

Interstellar Year 2580, September 11, 9:08 AM, accumulated conduct points: one hundred.

Reason—

Not wearing the military cap.

Untidy appearance.

Deduction, four points.

Interstellar Year 2580, September 11, 9:09 AM, accumulated conduct points: ninety-six.

As today is the first day of school, students with accumulated conduct points below sixty will be severely punished by the school. Please, Mr. Fai Se Lancelot, pay attention to the behavioral guidelines."

A few seconds of silence.

A buzzing sound.

The assembly hall erupted in chaos.

"Tomorrow, I'll help you prepare your attire before you leave," ignoring the surrounding commotion, Fai Se looked at the youth in front of him with a face full of interest and said calmly, "Young Master."