"But even if Frey is unwilling to sell information on Loren's schedule, I can still roughly deduce that this afternoon, Dean Loren is highly likely to attend the performance of 'Holy War Romance - Half-Witch Chapter', after all, it's a perfect location for a date."

Lavisseir gleefully pulled out two tickets from his pocket.

"Huh, Senior, where did you get the tickets?"

Kukulka gazed in surprise at the two translucent genuine tickets for the Ichrite Academy Grand Theater in Lavisseir's hands.

She had heard about this performance long ago but simply couldn't get hold of a ticket.

"Come on, the stars are my adorable Junior Lian and Lan, ahem, Principal Lan. It's easy to get advance reserved tickets from them."

Lavisseir explained to Kukulka.

Kukulka joined the student council to take over duties from Hyperion and Lanci, among others. After Lanci returned, he seldom went to the student council, as he seemed primarily responsible for Professor Bolao's assignments from the Sage Academy, so he and Kukulka from the Alchemy College hardly ever crossed paths.

"So today, does it feel like we're just out to have fun?"

Kukulka was initially called out by her senior, prepared to work all day, but it seemed that regardless of work success, they could have a lot of fun today.

"You're not wrong; the main event is definitely this afternoon's opera. We can casually stroll around in the morning."

Lavisseir handed one ticket to Kukulka, patting the junior's shoulder.

There are two performances this weekend, with the same content, scheduled for today, Saturday, and tomorrow, Sunday.

She got tickets for the first show today.

Generally, the first day's tickets are more popular, especially since today is Valentine's Day.

And after the first day's performance, based on the reviews of that day's show, it might affect the resale price of the second day's tickets. If the first day's performance is a failure, the second day's ticket price will plunge, but if it's particularly successful, the second day's ticket price might be driven to exaggerated levels.

"Thank you, Senior. When there's work, I'll definitely be serious."

Kukulka expressed her gratitude.

"Don't get your hopes up too high about uncovering any big scoop today. The Emperor will definitely be in a private box upstairs, and the chances of us capturing him on camera are low. There are bound to be plenty of media peers keeping an eye on the stage unless a significant accident occurs affecting the Emperor, only then might we have some big news."

Lavisseir analyzed,

"Anyway, let's just enjoy the play today, don't overthink it. It should be a performance worth anticipating."

She didn't understand why Frey bought all the tickets for the second day.

This investment might end in a big loss.

Is he so sure the performance will be successful?

Lavisseir was puzzled.

Frey had a dual nature; sometimes he'd hit it big, and other times he'd lose everything.

"Huh, looks like someone's coming."

Kukulka seemed to have noticed a figure appearing from the other end of the pedestrian street's corner.

She immediately alerted Lavisseir to snap out of her thoughts.

The two of them picked up their coffee, casually watching the distance as if enjoying the view.

At the end of the pedestrian street.

Under the big tree.

Loren had slightly disguised himself today; unless someone knew him well, he was hard to recognize.

He surprisingly had a noble aura, his hair meticulously combed back from his forehead.

The impression he gave was completely different from usual.

Though his face remained gentle, a touch of noble scion and domineering CEO aura surrounded him, one couldn't help but wonder which stylist had turned him into this.

"He looks ready to walk into the wedding hall; why is Dean Loren so handsome today? Is this the Emperor?"

Lavisseir discreetly snapped two photos, feeling that capturing just some candid lifestyle pictures of the Emperor today could complete her assignment for the news agency.

"Shocking, Emperor Cret spotted on Ichrite Street, rumored to be waiting for a mysterious girlfriend!"

She wrote such an alternative headline draft in her notebook.

But the woman walking towards Loren under the tree caught them off guard.

Because—

She wasn't Juliana from the Arolan Kingdom.

Instead, she was a woman they had never seen before, yet strangely familiar.

Her features were delicate and refined, with fair and moist skin, giving an initial impression of sweetness.

Her lips were bright red and inviting, not seeming like the effect of makeup but more like a natural trait, adding a touch of brightness to her face, not only complementing her fair complexion but also adding a bit of vibrancy and energy.

She was youthful and beautiful, with an innocent and pure aura, yet not lacking the charm of a mature woman.

7:22 a.m.

Loren initially thought the woman was also waiting for someone under the tree like him.

Unexpectedly, she approached him as if summoning all her courage.

Seeming to have something to say but unable to voice it.

"Miss, is there something I could help you with?"

Loren asked with concern.

He could sense her inner unease.

"Um, um..."

She hemmed and hawed, unable to speak.

As if waiting for someone to guide her.

"No rush, take your time. I'm waiting for someone, so I'm free now."

Loren confirmed that she needed help, gesturing with his hand.

Moreover, this girl gave him an inexplicable sense of intimacy and friendliness. Her maple-colored hair resembled that of his brother and his brother Monasite.

"Loren, I am Florence..."

Florence murmured, looking down.