The Arrogant Heroine Was Too Overbearing, So I Immediately Switched Sides to Become the Traitor-Chapter 25 - It’s All About Social Dynamics

“I’m going to find Sylvie. Reserve food, stay here obediently and wait for me to come back, understood?”

“Understood, Miss Isabella.”

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“Good boy~”

The beautiful girl went into the manor alone, leaving him on the lawn. Evan thought that Isabella was probably being polite, planning to tell her best friend first before bringing him over.

Although.

Evan also didn’t know why the beautiful girl was so insistent on bringing him to meet her best friend. Was it to show him off?

Evan knew nothing about the character Sylvie. After all, the main plot of the erotic game mainly focused on Alexia, and in the original game plot, he was just the female protagonist’s chief simp knight.

And Isabella. As one of Alexia’s “rivals,” yet she didn’t have her own separate plotline, who knew what her best friend was like.

So now Evan was also curious about what kind of girl Sylvie, whom Isabella often talked about, was.

Having nothing to do.

Evan stood on the lawn at this moment and simply walked over to a nearby round table. The table was tiered, with small round tables stacked on top of large round tables, all filled with various drinks and exquisite food.

Evan symbolically picked up a wine glass. But his attention was entirely focused on the roasted leg of lamb that had been cut, neatly arranged on a silver platter on the table. He used a fork to occasionally pick up a piece and put it into his mouth.

Mmm!

Perfectly fatty and lean, oil splashing. Delicious!!

Planning to just wait for Isabella to come back like this, Evan was secretly eating the leg of lamb while looking around.

Around him were beautiful girls and young masters dressed in elegant clothes. Perhaps seeing him standing alone.

Many people also proactively walked over and greeted him.

Probably.

In the eyes of these major noble young men and women, those who could enter the manor to attend the banquet were basically of similar status to themselves. When a new face suddenly appeared at this time, according to noble social etiquette.

Naturally, they wanted to “get acquainted.”

“Evan, Evan Brian.”

He simply stated his name to each person who proactively came to greet him. Evan quickly saw a slightly puzzled look on each of the men and women’s faces, but after quickly confirming who he was, they showed a kind smile.

Some would politely nod and then excuse themselves, moving to the side; some would continue to chat and converse with him for a few sentences; Evan’s current experience was completely different from when he attended the academy’s welcome party.

The children of the major nobles showed great warmth and friendliness, no longer looking him up and down with contempt as they did in the past, or actively laughing and deliberately stepping aside to create a silent isolation.

But Evan knew that all of this was simply because.

He had achieved first place in the academy’s midterm practice test earlier. At the same time, the Brian family surname also gave him a significant advantage. In the eyes of these descendants of major nobles.

He was likely a very promising junior of the Brian family, so naturally they would show goodwill. As the saying goes.

When your social standing gets higher and higher, you will find that the world is so harmonious and beautiful, everyone is friendly and gentle, full of love and compassion.

To put it more simply.

It was simply social dynamics. People are often best at showing their best side in the eyes of strangers.

Evan didn’t comment on this, just calmly dealing with each banquet guest who came to interact with him.

However, what was somewhat inexplicable was.

Evan gradually discovered that the number of young noble men surrounding him was getting fewer and fewer, while the number of young women was increasing. Soon, he was almost completely surrounded by women.

Some of them were beastkin with animal ears and fluffy tails; some were elves with brilliant golden hair and pointed ears, and incredibly fair skin; there were also vampires like Isabella, whose eyes and long hair were mostly various shades of red; there were also cute and adorable dwarf lolis, whose height didn’t even reach his waist;

Or even demonkin with twisted ram horns, whose skin was a certain dark brown or deep red, with strange patterns drawn on their skin; and also dragonkin with pointed horns, but whose pretty faces or the skin exposed by their dresses were covered with shimmering scales; and humans just like himself, not to mention them.

Various noble women, inexplicably, were all gathering around him at this moment, chattering excitedly, to the point where he could hardly hear what they were saying.

Why was this happening?

It wasn’t because Evan had the backing of a major noble bloodline—his surname was Brian. But his background in the family seemed to be not very good—entering the academy in Class C indicated he didn’t get a letter of recommendation from the Duke of Brian. Yet his academic performance was incredibly outstanding, even arguably a genius rarely seen in a hundred years at Seven Gods Academy.

His future was full of great promise.

These noble girls, almost instantly, completed the above “proof” in their minds, and then came to their conclusion.

That was...

Wasn’t the young man named Evan the perfect son-in-law candidate?! What’s more, his appearance was completely impeccable!!

Strike while the iron is hot. If before, at the academy’s welcome banquet, Evan being examined by other noble girls only sparked a little thought in their hearts.

Then.

The current him was already enough to make them take immediate action.

“Are you Evan? I’m Celine from the Oulma family. How about we add each other’s contact information first...”

“One at a time, don’t rush, add her first, she’s...”

“VVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVVV!”

For a moment.

The atmosphere among the women seemed quite off. Fortunately, at the critical moment, Evan heard a beautiful girl’s angry shout from outside the crowd.

“What are you doing?! All of you, get lost from me!!!”