The Devil WithInn 72 Just A Commoner?

These bunch of idiots are slaves to authority after all!

No matter how wrong the person was, as long as she uses words to make it seem like they were innocent, everyone would believe her!

After all, her family is the highest ranking n.o.ble aside from the Royal Family.

Everyone had no choice but to believe her or else they'll be questioning her authority!

With that kind of ability, Alana looked at Inna mockingly.

This is the difference between a G.o.ddess like her who was meant to stand above men and a peasant like that trash whose only role is to be trampled on.

Inna was getting p.i.s.sed at her mocking gaze so she wordlessly flipped her off. And she was planning to back that gesture up with shooting off her mouth. But Raghnall's grip on her shoulder tightened.

"Don't do anything for now. Please."

He begged her with a whisper.

Then, he closed his eyes in irritation before making eye contact with Alana. But he was surprised to see that she was now staring intensely at him.

Did she recognize me?!

Raghnall felt his heart palpitate at the thought.

No, that's impossible. His face was almost never shown in public so no one would even know him through his face alone.

He discarded that ridiculous thought with a laugh but the anxiety he had still didn't subside.

Swallowing his fear and nervousness, he focused his attention in trying to appease the situation instead.

"Miss, please proceed with the healing. My friend here has never hindered you in any way so it is a bit impolite to claim that she never agreed for it. It's also quite harsh to condemn her for being a cruel person because of such a simple misunderstanding. She was simply unable to cut in when you were talking because she believes it to be impolite towards a young n.o.blewoman such as yourself."

Raghnall tried to undo the effects of Alana's earlier words by twisting the truth again. And to top it off, he even offered her a business smile. He himself knew that his smile is a weapon so he made sure to use it well.

And, just as he expected, Alana was so mesmerized by his smile that she was unable to keep calm. She ended up coughing awkwardly in reply while trying hard to avoid his eyes.

Yet despite it being a weapon meant only for her, the rest of the students were greatly affected as well.

The female students looking at the show couldn't help but stare at Raghnall in shock.

His smile was like a flower blooming over the sunrise. It was so bright and beautiful that they weren't able to focus on anyone but him.

The smile… the face…

So handsome….

They all looked at him dazedly, admiration almost dripping out of their eyes.

That smile should be illegal!!!

It's really too beautiful!!!!

However, the male students glared at him with deep contempt and envy. They couldn't help but curse his parents for making such a talented child with good looks.

Since he's so talented, why can't he be any uglier?

The world really is unfair!

Suddenly, a male student was fed up with the ladies' excited giggling that he began whispering around.

"He's just a commoner!"

"Don't delude yourselves!"

"No matter how powerful he is, he's still a beggar compared to us!"

Hearing the word 'commoner,' the ladies snapped out of their trance and inwardly wept. All of them knew that he's just a low-cla.s.s commoner but it's still hard to accept that fact in their hearts.

After all…

He's absolutely perfect…. but…..

He's just a commoner.

They reluctantly averted their eyes from his smile as they remembered the great difference in their status. Most, if not all of them, are girls with n.o.ble lineage. Some are daughters of high cla.s.s n.o.ble families while some are daughters of famous rich merchants.

And they knew very well of the society's unspoken rule. If they were to have a relationship with a commoner, albeit adopted by a n.o.ble family or not, it would be disgraceful and degrading of their n.o.ble blood. They would be publicly humiliated and scorned by their fellow n.o.bles. And they might even be kicked out of their family and their t.i.tles would eventually be stripped away. And sometimes, to avoid such a thing happening, their own families might be forced to kill the commoner's family and maybe even the commoner himself.

With such cruel ways, the ladies had it instilled in their minds that no matter how charming, how powerful, and how perfect…

A commoner is and will always be a commoner.

Meanwhile, hearing such contempt and hatred, the other commoners among the students secretly sneered in their hearts.

Just because we're not from a n.o.ble lineage they belittle us?

As expected of these stuck up n.o.bles.

Raghnall was unaware of the trouble his simple fake smile caused. His eyes were glued to Alana as he gestured for her to continue her plan to heal the girl.

Snapping out her trance, Alana silently proceeded with the healing.

After a flash of bright light, the students knew that the show was now over so they began to go to their own tables.

Raghnall released his hand on Inna's shoulder and he went to grab her clenched hand instead. He used his thumb to caress it comfortingly as he tried to unclench her hand. Then, he pulled her away from the dispersing crowd in order to find their seats.

"You should really learn to control your strength. You almost killed two people today."

Raghnall muttered as he felt her hand relax in his grasp.

"Two? That girl and…. who else?"

"Me! Did you forget you almost choked me to death?!"

He went back to his playful self. He glared at her with mock anger as he tried to cheer her up.