The Ruthless God's Romantic History [Complete] - 6

Volume 1, Chapter 10: The Campus Pervert.

He didn't release any battle aura. Although he was fast, it was only "fast."
Judging from the distance between us, any mage with some skill would have enough time to cast a spell.
Generally , when swordsmen and mages duel, they try to shorten the distance as much as possible,
rushing in before the mage finishes their spell to launch a surprise attack. If the distance is too great, they can only release battle aura to
defend against magical attacks. But he didn't release any battle aura; he just charged straight at me. Moreover, he
was facing someone like me who could use intermediate magic without casting spells—this was tantamount to suicide.

Of course, he wouldn't be foolish enough to throw his life away. He relied on what he called the "Demon-Slaying
Sword . As he said, unless one reached the level of a "Grand Magister," it was indeed impossible to do anything to him
. But who am I? A mere "Demon-Slaying Sword" swaggering around like this? I'll make sure you die
without even knowing how you died. Judging from his words and actions just now, his fate was sealed—death.
A simple principle I've always believed in is—"kill them all." Once you've made your move, don't leave
the enemy a chance to retaliate. If I let him go today, he'll seek revenge tomorrow, usually through
despicable means. Who am I to give him that chance? I'll make him regret it even in death.

Having made up my mind, I waved my hands, tentatively releasing two low-level lightning balls at him—a tactic to
lure . Although it was only a low-level spell, due to the nature of lightning, no swordsman
would dare to take it head-on without unleashing their battle aura. However, he showed no intention of dodging. Just as the lightning balls were about to
hit him, he lightly flicked his sword. Without the slightest fluctuation, the two lightning balls
were silently disintegrated by his sword, reverting to lightning elemental energy and disappearing into the air.

Seeing my opponent approach, I waved my hands again, releasing a large lightning ball at him. This time it was a mid-level
spell , but I deliberately increased its power. As the lightning ball approached, he casually swung his hand again, but at the very moment the sword and lightning
clashed , a flash of white light followed by a deafening roar, and the lightning ball exploded. The "Demon-Slaying Sword"
was shattered to pieces. The kid reacted quickly enough, instantly channeling all his battle aura to avoid instant death.
However, he didn't fare much better; his clothes were torn to shreds, and he was blasted several meters away,
spitting out blood and collapsing to the ground. When he channeled his battle aura, I noticed it was blue,
meaning this guy had reached the "Sword Master" level. Unfortunately, he hadn't even unleashed a single move before I defeated him
.

"Baron!" Several of his attendants rushed forward and helped him up. One of them said, "Quickly
take the lord back to heal his wounds." I didn't stop them. I knew he definitely wouldn't see the sun tomorrow.
It's hard to say what the consequences of provoking me would be. By this time, the nobleman had recovered somewhat and,
supported by his attendants, walked up to me, saying hatefully, "Boy, tell me your name. I am Abel.
Martin will not let you get away with this." But clearly lacking confidence, he coughed up blood again as soon as he finished speaking. "

My name is Will Randy, a first-year student at the Magic Academy. Unfortunately, you have no chance for
revenge ." I said coldly. "Perhaps no one understands my words now, but
they will by tomorrow.

You wait and see." With that, he staggered away, supported by his attendants
. Watching them leave, a surge of pleasure rose within me. Why should one rely on their ancestors'
achievements care if you're a nobleman, a princess
, an emperor, or even a slave, a god, or a demon—it doesn't matter. Before me, you're all the same. If you anger me,
I'll beat you to death, because I am the king of the continent—"Holy King" Will Randy.

"Hey, you were amazing just now! You even defeated Abel!" Xueni, abandoning her usual
sharp and sarcastic tone, loudly praised me: "He's a 'swordsman,' yet you took him down before
he could ! So your magic is that powerful! You have to teach me sometime!

" "No way!" I couldn't believe my ears. This little girl was
praising someone so much, and me at that! I couldn't help but wonder
if some new way to tease me.

Lapis added, "Yes, Abel's strength is arguably the best among the younger generation.
In the entire kingdom, there are no more than ten Grand Swordsmen, and most of them are older generals.

By the way, Miss Lapis, I think I heard him call you 'Princess'..." Not wanting to
waste time on a dead man, I changed the subject.

"Yes...yes..." After hearing my words, Lapis was silent for a while, glanced at Xue Nier,
and finally admitted: "My full name is Lapis. Prester, the daughter of the current King
Prester . Actually, I'd rather be an ordinary girl..." She
paused for a long time, her face showing sadness and helplessness.

Indeed, being royalty isn't carefree. I thought to myself, and just as Lapis was about to
continue, I suddenly interrupted her, speaking sincerely: "Princess Lapis, if
there are things you don't want to say now, then don't say them. Don't force yourself to do
things you don't want to do." Actually, I'd guessed some of it. As a princess, unless there was a special reason
, it would be absolutely impossible for her to go alone into the deep mountains to fight the Thunder Beast. Just as Uncle Dart said, the Mosby
royal family isn't as harmonious as it seems on the surface. "

Then...will you still consider me a friend?" Lapis asked softly, her face full of expectation. "

Of course, haven't we always been good friends?" "Don't you think so?" I looked at Dora and
Shirley , and they both nodded. Lapis gave me a grateful look, said "Thank you," and then
fell silent. After a while, she continued, "Young Master Will, from now on you can just call me Lapis, don't
always call me 'Princess.'

" "Okay, then don't always call me 'Young Master,' I'm not used to it either." I chuckled,
the tense atmosphere from before seeming to have eased considerably.

"Alright, you two don't need to be so polite." Dora said with a smile, "Shirley, this is Abel."
"Is there any connection between the people who attacked you that day?"

"Of course there is." Shirley said indignantly, "Those people that day were sent by his father,
Marquis Martin . My father, Marquis Hawke, is the commander of the Kingdom's Second Legion,
one of the few in the capital who dares to oppose Marquis Martin's autocracy. Because they fear the large army my father holds, they dared not act
openly, so they tried to force him to relinquish his military power by kidnapping me. Fortunately, we met you."

After Lapis and Shirley's explanation, I gained a general
understanding : the court is mainly divided into two power factions. One faction is led by the Second Prince, including the First Legion and
some local city lords. However, the Second Prince is extremely unpopular due to his cruel nature, and although talented, he is
not favored by Prester.

The other faction is led by Prime Minister Marquis Martin, including the Third Legion and most of the court officials.
The overall strength of the two factions is roughly equal, and no major conflicts have occurred, but minor skirmishes are commonplace. Recently, Marquis Martin
seems to have realized the importance of legitimacy and is trying his best to arrange the marriage between Abel and the princess, hoping that his
son can one day inherit the throne as a prince. However, this has not yet been achieved due to the princess's opposition.

There are also some neutral factions who are only loyal to the king, mainly General Hawke, commander of the Second Legion, and a few civil and military officials
, including Uncle Dart. This is why Uncle Dart is being ostracized by Marquis Martin.
These people have undoubtedly become the objects of both factions' efforts to win over, and those who cannot be used are
eliminated by all means, which led to the attack on Shirley. What I find most puzzling is that no one has ever mentioned
the eldest prince, as if he had never existed.

Looking at the time, it should be time for class. I quietly called Dora aside and told her that Abel
Martin Dora knew my ways and wasn't too surprised. I quietly took out two necklaces and
gave them to Dora, asking her to give them to Shirley and Lapis as gifts as friends, of course, because I was worried about
their safety. Dora, surprisingly, didn't laugh at my ulterior motives, and agreed with my concerns. Then
I said goodbye to Lapis, Shennier, and Dora, and went back to the classroom for Instructor Yalan's water magic class.

When I returned, I found the students whispering amongst themselves. The
classroom fell silent as soon as I entered. Many looked at me with reverence, but Celia
looked at me with a very strange expression—curiosity, admiration, and something else I couldn't tell. It
was a very complex look, and I didn't know what it was.

Fortunately, Instructor Yalan entered just as I sat down, and the beautiful and alluring instructor began
her lecture, her every move attracting the attention of the entire class. I was the only exception;
Instructor Yalan's sharp gaze, averaging three times per minute, made me uneasy. If looks could kill
, I'd die three times a minute. I thought, she must already know about my duel with Abel
. I wondered what she thought?

Finally, class ended, but my tutor, Yalan, found an excuse to keep me behind. I had to
stay for tutoring every day, and the students were used to it. However, those who knew what had happened at noon
gave me complicated looks before leaving, including Celia.

"Will, why did you lie to me?" Yalan looked into my eyes, her angry eyes capable of
melting everything: "Speak! Why won't you speak?" Yalan walked towards me,
her voice rising. Looking at her beautiful face so close, her slightly panting lips exuding an intoxicating fragrance, I suddenly
felt an impulse and did something I never dared to do.

"Will..." Yalan wanted to scold me, but before she could utter two words, her delicate, cherry-red lips were sealed with
mine. Yalan felt her hands and slender waist being held by my strong, powerful hands, like a tight band, and she wanted to
struggle but was powerless. That annoying tongue darted past her teeth, teasing her playfully. Yalan
tilted , inviting my follow-up attack. My nimble tongue roamed freely in her mouth, sweeping through every
corner. A strange feeling surged through Yalan, as if I had led her into a completely new realm. Yalan
felt a longing for this feeling, a touch of bewilderment.

With a soft moan, her delicate tongue, guided by me, moved to my mouth. Yalan responded passionately
, our tongues intertwining, exchanging sweet saliva. Yalan felt her heart pound like a bell, all
the blood rushing to her head, her cheeks flushed, making her even more alluring. Yalan felt as if she had been transported to heaven, this beauty was
unknown to her, yet so real and wonderful. Her body felt as if it had landed on a cloud, light and powerless. At this moment,
the strong arms that restrained her became her haven, supporting all her strength. Her body was burning hot,
Yalan's mind was in a daze, immersed in this new and unparalleled pleasure.

I gradually came to my senses. The body was smooth and fragrant, soft and boneless, full and slightly warm in my arms
. Good heavens, I had actually hugged Professor Yalan in the classroom and forcibly kissed her! These thoughts
flashed , but before I could react, Professor Yalan also came to her senses and forcefully pushed
me away. Yalan, recalling her own indulgence in lust, was so ashamed she wanted to kill herself, repeatedly asking why
she had done this. Seeing the culprit standing there dumbfounded—me—Yalan
unleashed .

"Will, die!" Yalan screamed, almost crying, as a tornado of water rushed towards me. Everyone in
the classroom also came to their senses. For some reason, the classroom had
been silent ever since I hugged Yalan. Realizing what had happened, the students quickly dodged to avoid potential danger, shouting at me angrily: "Will,
you lecherous scoundrel, how dare you insult Professor Yalan like this! You deserve to die!" Small fireballs, ice spells, and wind blades all
attacked . Although their magic was like fireflies compared to the sun compared to Yalan's, the combined power of many was
not to be underestimated.

How could this be? I activated my earth shield, and all the attacks were blocked half a meter in front of me. The intensity of the reaction
was beyond my expectations, especially the angry looks from the boys in the classroom, as if they had just had their latest antique
dealers , which left me completely bewildered. Seeing Yalan, who was sometimes heartbroken and sometimes glaring at me
with gritted teeth, made me feel even more guilty towards her. I had originally planned to hit Yalan a few times to vent her anger, but with everyone...
Under the siege, the scene was chaotic, and I decided to leave temporarily, hoping the misunderstanding would eventually be cleared up. The news spread
unexpectedly fast; everyone was united in their anger at me for daring to insult the academy's most popular and beautiful female instructor.

With a "thud," the last person fell behind me. This was already the fifth group
.
I truly didn't know how to deal with these students who had come at the first sign of trouble, displaying unparalleled bravery and righteous courage, yet whose eyes gleamed with jealousy. But I couldn't explain that I had embraced and kissed Instructor Yalan—
that was an undeniable fact. Of course, I couldn't let these innocent students get hurt. After weighing the options, I
decided to knock them unconscious one by one—just temporarily, no other harm.

That shameless lecher is over there; don't let him escape. Just then, a senior student led over two hundred people towards me. Of
course, I decided to "run away": "Attention, you people to the west! The lecher is heading
your way !" "Ambushes! Surrounded?" I was secretly puzzled. How could this be? Facts speak louder than words. I
charged left and right, only to find myself completely surrounded. Looking at the dense crowd, I smiled bitterly. Instructor Yalan was truly
charismatic. "

Alright, the lecherous thief is now surrounded. Juniors, please lead the men to capture him, and we'll hold a
college-wide trial for lecherous thieves." Seeing the expressions of those who had me cornered, I couldn't help but sneer, thinking to myself: "You
underestimate me too much. You think you can catch me like this?" Before everyone's eyes, I disappeared into the encirclement.

"A ghost!" Someone screamed, startled by the sight. "

What are you screaming about?" A knowledgeable senior student stopped the screams and discussions, loudly
proclaiming: "He must have used spatial magic to escape. This is magic only a 'Magician' level mage can use."
Hearing this, everyone was shocked by my power, especially the dozens I had knocked unconscious. They were still
shaken , remembering how thirty of them had gone to capture a "Magician." However,
while , they were even more certain that I had forcibly kissed Instructor Yalan.

In Garrison City, I fell from the sky, landing on a pile of fruit. The uneven fruit on my back sent
a sharp pain through me, almost making me cry out. A honey fruit fell from mid-air, hitting my forehead,
bouncing slightly, and finally landing right in my half-open mouth. Although I love honey fruit, now wasn't the time,
and the skin wasn't even peeled, I complained, spitting it out. "

Grandpa, I'm sorry I broke your fruit. Here are five gold coins as compensation." Seeing the fruit stall
owner —an elderly man with white hair—heartbrokenly picking up the fallen fruit, I sheepishly took out five
gold coins.

The old man was flattered and said: "That's too much. The whole stall isn't worth that much, and you can sell these
fruits ." Just as I was about to refuse, a shout came from afar: "Stop right there! Don't let him get away!"
My face changed, and I ran away as fast as I could.

Could this young man be a robber? The old man, clutching the gold coin, silently pondered my reaction.
Meanwhile, on another street at the crossroads, a farcical chase was unfolding. Seeing this, the old man called out:
"Young man , aren't they...?" But where was I? The old man picked up the fruit, secretly amused.
Strange things happen every year; someone had fallen from the sky for no reason, making him a small fortune.

Checking the time, I decided to return to Earl Chris's mansion. Going back to the academy now would only result in being chased by all
the boys; apologizing to Instructor Yalan was also risky, as she was currently furious.
Besides, it was already evening, the usual time for students to go home after school. As soon as I returned to the Earl's mansion,
Uncle Dart burst out laughing at me: "The 'campus pervert' is back! Mel, you'd better watch out!"
What ? Mel and the others are back already? Another embarrassing moment! What I didn't expect was that this "campus
pervert" incident would become the third of my "Top Ten Embarrassing Moments"—truly, one wrong step can lead to eternal regret. "

Uncle Dart, have you laughed enough?" I asked, looking at Uncle Dart, who was still laughing uncontrollably,
with a wry smile. Uncle Dart was laughing so hard he almost cried, and patted my shoulder forcefully, saying,
"Will , to be honest, I really admire you. If I had your courage when I was young, I
wouldn't be all alone now."

"Dad, what are you saying?" Mel stood in the center of the hall, hands on her hips, looking displeased. At this
moment , Melina, Dora, Nilos, and the other women came out of the room. Melina walked up to me
, scrutinized me carefully for a while, and said with a smile, "Will, not bad. Surrounded by thousands, you
managed to escape unscathed."

Luvia, with a mischievous grin, asked, "Brother Will, how was that Yalan sister's experience?
Was it exciting?" The girls all turned to look at her in astonishment, then burst into laughter. Luvia,
the instigator, still looked bewildered: "What's wrong? What's so funny?"

"You're really something! Ouch, my stomach hurts from laughing!" Nilos gasped, clutching her stomach
. "

By the way, Will, how could you do something like that?" Eileen asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

I scratched my head with a wry smile: "I don't know what happened. Instructor Yalan stormed
up to me, yelling at me for lying to her. My mind went blank, and without thinking, I
hugged her. You all know what happened next."

"Will, tomorrow you'll be a big celebrity at 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy.' You really became famous overnight!"
Claire teased me with a charming smile. "

It's a pity I didn't see Will's duel with Abel. It's such a shame. Thinking about it
, Will must have been incredibly cool and handsome. If I were a girl, I would have been completely smitten."
"Lilia said with a regretful expression.

Lilia, you're right. That arrogant and cocky Abel, Will
didn't even flinch, he just stood there and took him down with a couple of light wave of his hand. I saw Princess Lapis and
Snowy's eyes light up, and judging from their expressions, I knew Will had successfully won their hearts.
Honestly, it's a real shame you didn't see the scene. I never expected Dora, who
always speak well of me.

Hearing Dora say this, the women all showed regretful expressions. Kelly sighed, "Oh dear, we
missed such a wonderful scene." After a pause, she suddenly turned to me and said, "Will, who are you going to duel with next time?"
"Could you have notified me beforehand?

That's a good idea." The women all exclaimed. I could only smile wryly and remain silent. Melina came to
my rescue: "Will, you ruined Abel today. That old fox Martin won't let it go.

" "Of course." Uncle Dart, who had been watching me and the women laughing and joking, said with a somewhat grave
expression : "Will, why did you go so far?

" "Uncle Dart, do I even need to explain? Once this feud is established, do you think they'll let it go? And what kind of despicable means won't
those scumbags use?
Just look at how they sent people to try to kidnap Miss Shenier to coerce General Hawke into handing over his military power. You can tell how despicable and shameless these nobles of the kingdom are. If his opponent
today wasn't me, do you think Abel would have let him off so easily? There's a saying, 'Kill them all.'
If I let Abel go this time, who knows how many more despicable means he'll use behind my back.
It's better to strike first." The old story of "The Farmer and the Snake" teaches us this lesson
: never show mercy to your enemy, or
you will be the first to suffer when they recover. I'm mainly addressing the women here, otherwise, if you hesitate in battle, you'll be
devoured by the enemy.

Uncle Dart nodded, saying, "Will, you're right. Being afraid of everything isn't manly
. A true man only considers what to do, not what to dare to do. If we hadn't been so timid
, how could we have allowed that old fox Martin to be so rampant today?"

I nodded, "That's right. Since we knew we were destined to become enemies, why wait until they
repeatedly harm us before thinking of killing them? What were we doing before?" Then, I
addressed the women, "If I don't kill Abel today, I dare say he can't touch me, but he'll definitely target
you , and you'll be in constant danger." However, if it were Marquis Martin, Abel's father
, his priority would be seizing control of the kingdom, and only then would he deal with us. Therefore, we
would actually be relatively safer. If we fear Marquis Martin's retaliation after killing Abel, we would face the
combined revenge of Marquis Martin and his son, making the outcome worse. Unfortunately, many people harbor a侥幸心理 (a sense of wishful thinking),
believing that letting Abel go will solve everything, but in most cases, the opposite is true. I think
there are countless examples of this.

After listening to Uncle Dart and me, the women fell into deep thought, clearly considering what I had just said.
Claire, Dora, and Mel might find it easy to accept, but for Lilia and Kelly, who have always disliked
fighting , it might be more difficult. However, they will understand sooner or later.
Lilia asked somewhat timidly: "If this person can change for the better, then killing him wouldn't be...?"

"Yes, I can't rule out the possibility that some people will change for the better after learning their lesson." I nodded, agreeing with
Lilia 's suggestion: "However, a simple calculation will make it clear." If he can change for the better,
then we've only killed one more person. But if he can't change for the better, he might kill ten people—that
's not an exaggeration. So even if the ratio of those who can change for the better is nine to one, meaning
nine can change for the better, killing us all is still better than killing none of us, because at least
one of the ten people killed deserves to die. Moreover, in reality, the ratio of those who can change for the better is usually the reverse—one to nine—or even
lower. This makes it clear whether all ten people deserve to die. Although in the short term,
not killing anyone is better than killing everyone, the final result is always that killing everyone is better than not killing anyone, because you can't possibly
predict whether he will change for the better.

After a pause, I continued: Perhaps some people will say, "I'll release them all first,
and kill him later if I find out he's doing bad things again." This is another very ignorant idea. First, after he's learned
his , he might try to deal with you first, preventing you from having another chance to kill him; or he
might be more careful when doing bad things, making it impossible for you to detect. Secondly, by the time you kill him again, there will already be new
victims, victims who should have been spared.

At this point, I concluded meaningfully: We often try to minimize deaths, but end up with far
more deaths. We hesitate to do things we should have done because we're afraid of certain outcomes, but often
the worst possible results occur. That's the lesson life teaches us. Reality is cruel;
nothing is perfect, and any beautiful fantasy will be ruthlessly shattered by reality.

Silence fell again in the hall as the women carefully considered every word I had said. The reason I
spoke so much today is because we have incurred a deep hatred with Marquis Martin, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Mosby.
If we don't prepare ourselves mentally, we'll be the ones who suffer. I
don't want anything unpleasant to happen.

Kelly nodded knowingly, saying, "Will, I never expected you to see things so clearly. I
initially thought you were too harsh on Abel and that it would cause us trouble, but now I understand that trouble
isn't something we can avoid simply by wanting to." Sometimes, the more you fear trouble, the more trouble will find you. Since trouble
is inevitable, instead of futilely trying to avoid it, it's better to think more about how to deal with it. It seems like
a simple truth, but how many people truly understand it?

Lilia nodded, saying, "Vilgo, what you said is truly philosophical. My previous thinking was too naive.
Just like how I refused to learn offensive magic before, always thinking it was a bad thing, now I truly
understand the meaning of 'attacking the enemy is the best defense against oneself.' No matter how you defend,
the enemy will never easily let you go, and only by defeating the enemy yourself can you achieve permanent safety.
Vilgo, from now on, I will definitely study offensive magic diligently; I will protect myself."

I nodded approvingly, saying, "You finally understand. The reason I spoke so at length today is that
since we are now at odds with Marquis Martin, we cannot expect him to show us any mercy. Therefore, from now
on, we must always be mindful of our safety. Even at home, we must be careful." "When I sleep at night, I
will set up a barrier outside the mansion, but I still need to send someone to stand guard."

Sistine spoke first: "Young master, the four of us can stand guard at night. Anyway, we have nothing to do during the day, so we can
sleep in the ladies' arms."

Nilos chimed in, "Yes, Luvia and I can too."

Melina, Lilia, Dora, and the others joined in, "We can stand guard too!"

Uncle Dart suggested, "Vell, if we need night watch, we already have guards in the manor."

I shook my head, "Uncle Dart, those guards are just for show, they're useless. Don't
underestimate Lilia and the others; they're at least 'Archmage' level mages,
many times stronger than those guards."

"What? They're all 'Archmage'?" Uncle Dart was
naturally astonished, hearing me mention Lilia and the others' strength for the first time. "

Yes, Dad, my sister and I are the weakest now. Nana has already reached the '
Grand Archmage' level, far beyond our reach," Mel said. Uncle Dart's
eyes widened; he simply couldn't believe Melina could reach the 'Grand Archmage' level. It was truly astonishing
. Because in the entire Azure Dragon Continent, there are only two "Grand
Magister . I never expected to have two in my own family—besides Melina, of course, there's me
, Will Randy. I'm not just a Grand Magister, I'm even more than a "Saint Magister," though
Uncle Dart .

Ignoring Uncle Dart's astonished expression, I said to the girls: "I think we should all
take turns, two people each night, just in case. We mustn't underestimate the enemy's strength. We'll draw up
a Nilos and I can choose freely, while those who have school will take
the night duty the day before if they don't have class the next day. Nana will arrange this." Seeing my suggestion, the girls had nothing more to say, and
Melina started the roster, beginning tonight.

Uncle Dart praised: "Will, I really didn't realize you could act like this. Even I'm ashamed of my own abilities
. You're not like a sixteen-year-old at all!"

"I'm not a child anymore, you see, Uncle Dart. I have a family to support, more than ten people to
feed . How can I still be considered a child?" Uncle Dart and the women laughed. I smiled and said, "There's
one last thing, then we can eat. My stomach is rumbling.

" Uncle Dart instructed the servants to start serving the dishes while asking, "What's the last thing?"

I smiled and looked at him, "Uncle Dart, is it you?"

"Me? What do I need to do?" Uncle Dart seemed a little confused, and the women were equally puzzled. I
smiled and said, "Uncle Dart, that old fox, Marquis Martin, won't let us off easily, and you're most likely
to be his first target. So you must be careful."

"Of course I will be careful, but I don't think Martin will dare to be too blatant, will he?" Uncle Dart said somewhat
dismissively. "

Any negligence can lead to irreparable losses, Uncle Dart. If you're thinking like that
, I dare say it's hard to say whether you'll even be able to return home tomorrow." My words were not
an exaggeration.

Kelly and Mel's expressions changed drastically. "Dad, you can't be careless! That old fox Martin
dared to openly send people to kidnap Snowy, what wouldn't he dare to do?" Uncle Dart also
realized the seriousness of the situation and frowned.

I chuckled and took a white suit of armor from my magic pouch, handing it to Uncle Dart.
"Uncle Dart , this is a protective suit of armor. Wear it close to your skin, and you'll be safe." This
armor was far inferior to the "Ring of Love"—it couldn't facilitate telepathic communication, nor did it possess the same
power—but it was more than enough for self-defense. Unless you encountered a powerful god or demon, you would
n't be in any danger.

Mel looked at me in surprise. "Will, how can you carry so much stuff in your arms?" I smiled and said, "That's a secret, but I can tell you, I could carry

the entire Earl's mansion in my arms." Mel was naturally not satisfied and had to ask again: "Then where did this armor come from?" I touched my nose and said: "In this world..." Before I could finish speaking, Mel automatically continued: "...there are many things that cannot be explained." If I had known you would say that, well, I won't hold it against you for the armor you gave Daddy. Eileen asked, somewhat puzzled: "Vilgo, don't you still have the 'Ring of Love'? Why not just give it to Uncle Why make things so complicated like this armor?" The women all obviously wanted to know the answer and looked at me simultaneously. Although Uncle Dart didn't know the inside story, he knew that the ring I gave Mel and the others had special magic. This armor is certainly not as good as the 'Ring of Love'; it can't be used for "telepathic communication," and it doesn't have as much magic as the 'Ring of Love'. There's a reason I didn't give Uncle Dart the "Ring of Love." It's because the " Ring of Love" actually contains a hidden contract magic called the "Love Contract." Only after the "Rite of Love" is completed—you all understand what that means—is the "Love Contract" valid, and only then can the "Ring of Love" fully function. Otherwise, it can only provide a small portion of its protective power. So, giving the "Ring of Love" to Uncle Dart would be wasteful and wouldn't offer better protection than armor. Why not just give him armor? Hearing this, the women blushed and nodded, clearly understanding what I meant by the "Rite of Love." Dora looked at me with a mysterious smile; I knew she was laughing at me for giving the necklace—the "Ring of Love"—to Princess Lapis and Snowy. " So, not everyone can use the 'Ring of Love,' Brother Will? Why ?" Lilia asked sweetly. Whether you know this or not is irrelevant. Besides, I didn't , precisely because I was afraid you'd become too reliant on it and neglect improving your own abilities. If something unexpected happened, wouldn't it be too late to regret it? So, since we've come to this point, I want you to remember one thing: in future battles, you should completely forget about the "Ring of Love" and fight based on your true strength. I said solemnly. You may not know, but each of your "Rings of Love" is inextricably linked to me. "Love..."

I can sense when the magic of the "Ring of Love" exceeds a certain level. If something were to happen to me one day
, the magic of the "Ring of Love" would completely disappear. So rather than saying that the "Ring of Love" is protecting
you, it would be more accurate to say that I am always by your side protecting you. I originally planned to never tell
you this, but I feel that you are now placing too much importance on the magic of the "Ring of Love," which is a very bad
phenomenon. If one day I can no longer protect you, then you should be able to protect yourselves. Strike while the iron
is hot; since I have already said so much today, I might as well say everything that needs to be said.

All the women were stunned, their eyes sparkling. Clearly, these secrets of the "Ring of Love" were
beyond their wildest imaginations. Although I am almost omnipotent, who
can say for sure what the future holds? But one thing is certain: if I make each of them very strong,
then no matter what happens, they can protect themselves.

There is also a view on "what is love," which holds that men should act as women's protectors, and
women should stay at home to support their husbands and raise children. That's not inherently wrong, but unfortunately, it's too idealistic. The probability of a
man being able to be with his woman at all times is zero; in other words, no one can do
that. So, how can a woman protect herself when her man is away? Of course, a man can entrust servants,
friends , or family to act as a protective shield, but in this war-torn era, that's not a safe
approach. The only safe approach is for the woman to also possess the ability to protect herself; that
would .

You should be happy, because you've found a husband who loves you so much. Why do you all look like you're about
to cry ? Uncle Dart's eyes were also a little moist: This reminds me of Mel's mother. To be honest, I
really feel bad for her. I've been away fighting for so many years, and I haven't spent much time with her. And I seem to have
rarely thought about what to do for her… Seeing that Mel and Kelly were about to cry, Uncle Dart quickly said:
Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's eat. The "downpour" ultimately didn't materialize, but
everyone's eyes were red and swollen.

During dinner, Melina asked me, "Will, what about Instructor Yalan?"

I scratched my head and said, "Well... I don't know... let's talk about it tomorrow..."

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My first night watch was with Luvia, though it was more like I
was night watch alone. We perched on a leafy branch, vigilantly watching the area around the mansion.
By the time the moon rose, Luvia was already asleep peacefully in my arms. After sleeping all morning,
I decided to go to the academy in the afternoon. When I suddenly appeared in Dean Dante's office, Dean Dante
was startled at first, but then burst into laughter after recognizing me: "Will, you little rascal, you've got some nerve
!

Even horses stumble, and people make mistakes. A moment of impulsiveness led to a terrible error; it's truly regrettable now." I smiled wryly
and said, "By the way, how is Instructor Yalan now?"

She's too embarrassed to come out today, hiding in her dorm. You'll see for yourself if you go check
. Dean Dante smiled and said, "Will, do you remember the request you made to me?

What is it? Tell me, Dean." I'm also curious to know what he wants me to do. "

I want you to be my successor, to take over as the dean of the academy." Glancing at my dazed expression,
Dean Dante continued, "Of course, before that, you have to marry Yalan."

"What?" Although I had mentally prepared myself, I still couldn't help but exclaim. Marrying
Instructor Yalan? Of course, that's something I'd love to do, but becoming the dean? That's something to consider. "

I know you'd be willing to marry Yalan, wouldn't you?" Dean Dante smiled at
me.

"Of course, but Instructor Yalan has to be willing too." I said without hesitation. "

That depends on your own efforts. I tried my best to create the conditions for you, but you messed it up
." Dean Dante's face was full of smiles, making me grit my teeth in anger. Perhaps fearing things would get
out of hand , Dean Dante changed the subject: "Will, do you know Jeromein's real intention in recommending you?"
I shook my head blankly.

"Jeromein recommended you to take my position as dean, not now, but in
the future." Seeing my confused look, Dean Dante narrowed his small eyes, as if recalling the past
: "As you know, 'Tianxing Magic Academy' was founded by our family's ancestor, Tianxing, by Dante. Since
then, every dean has been a member of the family, and without exception, they have all taken over the position
after reaching the 'Grand Magister' level, until my father passed it on to me. Originally, due to our family
's innate aptitude for magic, it should be time for me to pass the dean position to Yalan's father now, and
according to past traditions, Yalan's father should have already reached the 'Grand Magister' level."

After a pause, Dean Dante closed his eyes, as if telling me a story: "But fate is
unpredictable . When Yalan was a little over a year old, her parents
had an accident while practicing forbidden spells because they didn't have enough magic power. You know the power of forbidden spells. To prevent the entire academy from being
destroyed , Yalan's parents used the 'Spell of Life' to stop the disaster, waiting for me to arrive. Although
they stopped the disaster, Yalan's parents had already exhausted their lives and couldn't be brought back." At this point, a deep sorrow appeared on
Dean Dante 's face. "The Spell of Life" is a
forbidden spell that greatly enhances one's abilities for a short period of time at the cost of one's own life, so it is only used in extremely critical
situations .

After a long silence, Dean Dante continued: "Yalan is a child I raised myself. She also
inherited the long-standing tradition of our Dante family, reaching the level of 'Archmage' in her twenties."
She should have been a suitable candidate to succeed the dean, but there are two difficulties: First, she would have to wait a long time to reach the level of "Grand
Magister ", while I am already nearing the end of my life and probably won't live to see that day;
second, Yalan is, after all, a girl, and I don't want her to sacrifice her happiness for the sake of the academy, which is
my selfish reason.

With a sigh, Dean Dante continued, "From what I just said, you should already know
the two conditions required to become the Dean of 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy': first, one must be
a member or a relative of a member; second, one must possess the rank of 'Grand Magister.' The first is easy to understand,
since the academy was founded by our Dante family. As for the second, the main reason is that
a contract spell must be established when assuming the position of Dean, and this spell can only be cast by a 'Grand Magister.'
This is also not difficult to understand; it prevents incompetent individuals from usurping the position, and only a 'Grand
Magister ' can protect the academy's interests. Otherwise, the academy would have been controlled by others long ago after hundreds of years of existence."

"What if a suitable successor cannot be found?" I asked cautiously. "

Then we will have to appoint an acting Dean to temporarily assume the position. However, the acting Dean's maximum term
cannot exceed five years. If a suitable candidate cannot be found within five years, then we will have to appoint a new acting
Dean until a suitable candidate is found." Of course, this situation has never
occurred , and I don't want such an awkward situation to arise under my leadership. Dean Dante raised his teacup,
took a sip, and said: "You could say that from the day after Yalan's father passed away, I was
simultaneously searching for a new dean. As you know, finding a young
mage who is close to the level of a 'Grand Magister' is like finding a needle in a haystack. In the end, I gave up and focused entirely on nurturing Yalan.
Until one day ten years ago, when Jerome came to see me, I told him about this matter, and do you know
what said?"

Dean Dante took another sip of tea and said: "Jerome patted my shoulder and said, 'Dante,
I will help you solve this problem, but not now, but ten years from now.' Of course, I had drunk quite a bit of wine, and I thought
he was just casually comforting me, so I didn't take it to heart. But when you came to me last month with Jerome's
letter of recommendation, I realized that what Jerome said ten years ago wasn't just empty talk; you are the person I
've been looking for all along." As you know, Jeromein is a "High Priest" with certain
abilities ; you have to admire him.

You know, Will, when you first appeared before me, I couldn't even gauge your
magical power, so I fired a Flame Bullet to test you, which you easily neutralized. I knew then that your strength surpassed
mine. This means that to become the academy's successor to the headmaster, your strength has already met the requirements; the remaining
hurdle is Yalan. That's why I placed you in Yalan's G class, both to create opportunities for you
and to give me a chance to assess your character. At this point, Headmaster Dante smiled slyly: "
To be honest , Will, besides being a womanizer, you don't seem to have any other major flaws. But for a man
, being a womanizer isn't a huge problem, so I'm quite satisfied with you. I'll just wait until your relationship with
Yalan reaches a certain level before I explain things to you; everything will proceed smoothly."
"But you..."

Dean Dante pointed at me and said, "You've really gone too far! You dared to forcibly
kiss ! Now you've ruined everything, and I can't even help you anymore. But since you've already done this
, you must marry Yalan. Otherwise, how can Yalan face anyone? Aside from not using force, I don't care
what methods you use, you must make Yalan agree to marry you.

" "I promise you, Dean, because things have come to this point, I can't back down now, otherwise
it would be a great insult to Teacher Yalan and you, Dean. A man should be responsible for his actions, and I truly love
Teacher Yalan, so please rest assured, I will definitely make Teacher Yalan agree to marry me. As for
the matter of the Dean's successor, to be honest, I'm a free spirit, and I would be very
uncomfortable . Who knows, the centuries-old fine tradition of 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy' might be ruined in my hands,
so I ask the Dean to reconsider." "As for Dean Dante, there's no need for me to beat around the bush. I'll explain the stakes to him
clearly he'll weigh the options himself."

You don't need to worry about that; I've already thought it through. I've learned
a lot about you from various sources, and I have confidence in you. If you don't want to manage these messy affairs of the academy, you
can let Yalan manage them for you. As a member of the Dante family, she has an obligation to do so, and you only need to be a nominal
dean. Of course, I don't want you to just be a "nominal dean"; that would be a waste. I still
expect you to bring a fresh perspective to the academy. If you don't manage the academy well, it's not solely your
responsibility ; Yalan will at least bear half the responsibility. Besides, no one can guarantee a good outcome. The academy's
history has had its low points and setbacks, but as long as it can overcome them, it will surely rise to glory again
. So, Will, since you dared to plot against the prime minister's son without fear of the prime minister's retaliation, are you
afraid to be a dean of an academy? With soft words and enticements, with harsh provocations, Dean Dante used every trick in the book
.

Thinking about what he said made sense, I had nothing to worry about. I patted my chest and said, "Alright, since the Dean
thinks so highly of me, I agree. As long as you don't go back on your word later."

Dean Dante patted me happily and said, "Will, I knew you would agree." He then
took and placed it in front of me. I asked in surprise, "What is this?"

"This is an important token of the academy, a
symbol of the successor or acting dean of the academy's dean. When the dean is absent, one can act as dean with it." Dean Dante opened the box
, revealing a red ring. He took the ring out and put it on my left little finger
. "Why is it here?"

Dean Dante didn't answer me, but instead murmured, "
Richard Dante, the thirty-fourth dean of 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy,' in the name of Archmage Tianxing Dante, through blood, establishes Will
Randy The contract is complete." He then pulled my right hand over, pricked my index finger, and dripped
a drop of blood onto the ring. The blood disappeared instantly upon contact with the ring. "

Alright, now you are officially a candidate for the thirty-fifth dean of the 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy.'
Unless it's me, no one can disqualify you from being the dean's successor." Dean Dante smiled with satisfaction.
"Don't tell anyone about this for now. As for Yalan, she'll know you're
the fiancé I chose for her the moment she sees the ring. You can't hide it from her.

" "Dean, what's your token of authority?" I asked curiously. "

What, can't wait to take my place?" Dean Dante joked, then explained
, "You see, the dean doesn't need a token." Dean Dante held out his left hand, revealing a ring design in his
palm without him saying anything, I understood—it must be the result of completing some kind of contract.

"Ah, the problem that's bothered me for over twenty years is finally solved. Looks like I can get a good night's sleep tonight
." Dean Dante smiled contentedly, then, as if remembering something, said to me, "Will, be careful of
Marquis Martin 's revenge.

" I suddenly remembered what he had just said, so I asked, "Dean, what news did you hear?"

Dean Dante lowered his voice and said, "Abel." Martin died mysteriously last night. I know it was your doing
. Marquis Martin won't let you off the hook, and our academy will be implicated too. Luckily
, you were smart enough not to let him die on campus, otherwise our academy would be in big trouble. If open methods don't work,
Marquis Martin will try covert ones. You'd better be careful.

Don't worry, Dean, I won't let him harm the academy. I
don't even consider scum like Marquis Martin a threat. I said nonchalantly, "You should be careful, Dean."

I'm an old man, what's there to be careful about? You really need to be careful, Yalan's
supporters are everywhere in the academy... hehe... Dean Dante chuckled wickedly.

Dean, you're really wicked. I'm leaving. I used a spatial spell and disappeared from the "Dean's
Office ." I could only hear Dean Dante muttering to himself in the office: "The academy's expenses have been in the red for the past few months. As the heir to the dean, Will has a responsibility to help the academy. It seems I'll have to borrow some money from him
next time I see him ."
Completely unaware of all this, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine,
a terrible feeling washing over me.

The next moment, I appeared in Yalan's room. Yalan was sitting on a chair in the hall, her eyes
still red. Seeing me suddenly appear before her, she jumped up, screaming, "Will...
where do you think you're going...

Yalan, let me explain..." Before I could finish, Yalan began chanting a spell.
If she waited until she finished, almost everything in the room would be gone. The best way to deal with a mage
was to shut her up. I instantly teleported in front of Yalan and tackled her to the ground. Seeing Yalan continue
chanting , I sighed inwardly. There was no other way. Without hesitation, I lowered my head and kissed her moving
red lips, silencing her with my large mouth.

"Hmm..." Yalan murmured, her hands firmly held and pressed to the ground. My
entire body pressed tightly against hers, the position quite unseemly, our lips pressed together like lovers
passionately kissing. Yalan was extremely annoyed and embarrassed by our position, her body twisting and turning, but
she couldn't budge me at all, only receiving that strange sensation in return. The more she twisted, the stronger the sensation became, her body heating up, her
snow-white skin turning slightly red. Sensing that this couldn't continue, Yalan stopped struggling as if resigned,
closing her bright eyes and letting me do as I pleased. "

You promise not to hit me, and I'll let you go if you listen to me, otherwise..." Having achieved my goal, I raised my head and
said softly. Yalan, her mouth freed, was about to chant a spell, but after hearing my words, and thinking that if she chanted the spell I would
kiss her again, she considered for a moment and nodded in agreement. I had just slightly risen when I heard
a my face burning from Yalan's slap. It really hurt. The slap
stunned .

"You...why didn't you dodge?" Instructor Yalan stared blankly at me. "

I guess I deserved it, Instructor Yalan. I was out of my mind yesterday..." I said with a grin, covering my slapped face
. "

Then why aren't you letting me go?" "Letting you go is fine, but you can't retaliate or hurt me now.
You know I'm the Dean's favorite now. If you cripple me, just imagine
how !" "Hmm, veins popping on his forehead, eyes blazing with fury, snorting blue breath, exhaling...let me think of what kind of breath...hmm
...whatever kind of breath, he'll be furious, a roar that could flatten half the academy...hahaha..." I
laughed as I spoke, as if it were a real story. "Pfft!" Yalan couldn't help but laugh, like a blooming rose suddenly appearing in
a snowy landscape . I was stunned.

"What are you looking at? Look again and I'll gouge out your thieving eyes!" Yalan noticed my stunned expression and scoffed, "My
grandfather isn't as bad as you say."

"Yalan, you have a beautiful smile," I complimented, climbing off Yalan. "

Aren't you afraid I'll get up and hit you?" Yalan asked suspiciously. "

Afraid? Of course I am!" I said. "You're smiling so brightly; you must be in a good mood.
I believe you won't hit me."

"Really?" Yalan smiled, conjuring water balls in her hands and launching them at me. I didn't
dare dodge recklessly; I'd finally managed to calm Yalan down a bit, and further anger would be disastrous.

"Finally, I'll see you make a fool of yourself." Seeing my awkward dodging movements, Yalan
could n't help but giggle, but then she seemed to realize something, her expression turning cold again. "Remember this, I
won't let you off so easily." "By the way, you said you were my grandfather's favorite, were you
lying to me again?" I smiled, showing her the red ring on my left hand.

"This...could it be..." Yalan grabbed my hand in surprise, reaching out to touch the ring:
"Yes...it's it...Weir...you..." Yalan looked me up and down, speechless with astonishment.

I, however, calmly sat down: "Sister Yalan, is there a problem?

What is your background? Why would Grandpa entrust such an important token to you?" Yalan's sharp
eyes stared intently at me, as if trying to find something on my face. "

Sister Yalan, don't rush, sit down and let me tell you from the beginning. It's not something that can be finished in a short time."
Hearing me say this, Yalan glared at me fiercely, then sat down not far away. Since it was bound to happen sooner or later...
Why should I hide anything from her if I already have to tell her? So I started with "Rogue Village," only
briefly mentioning the "Elf Forest," and told her everything else I could. Because
Yalan kept asking questions during the story, it took a full hour to finish.

Looking at Yalan, who was still lost in thought, I called out to the door: "Dean, I'm done! Aren't you
coming out ?

" "Grandpa..." Yalan stared blankly at Dean Dante, who walked in from outside: "When did you arrive
?"

Dean Dante didn't answer Yalan's question, but instead said to me: "Will, you spotted
me as soon as I arrived. You're quite something.

" "Dean, don't put on an act for me. You think I don't know? I just started my story and you came. You
must have enjoyed it very much, right?" I smiled mockingly. This old man still wanted to fool me?

Heh... I can't fool you, kid..." Dean Dante blushed slightly and
chuckled .

"Grandpa, why didn't you show yourself? Why were you eavesdropping?" Yalan complained coquettishly. "

Well... I was worried that something unpleasant might happen between you and Will, so I came.
But when I arrived, Will was talking about his experiences, things I didn't know, so I didn't want
to disturb you." Dean Dante said awkwardly, but there was some truth to his words; he probably really
was worried that Yalan and I would fight, so he came to check.

Seeing that Yalan and I weren't interested in talking, Dean Dante said somewhat awkwardly to Yalan: "Yalan, besides being a womanizer,
Will pretty good in other ways. Well... you should think about it... I won't
disturb you anymore..." Just as Yalan was about to explode, Dean Dante chose to make a quick getaway,
disappearing from the room using spatial teleportation magic.

That old fox slipped away when he sensed trouble. It seems I can't stay any longer. So I took out a necklace from my pocket and said, "
Sister Yalan, this necklace is my apology for my rudeness yesterday. I hope you like it
.
It 's late, I should go home." Before Yalan could react, I placed the necklace on the table and disappeared like Dean Dante, leaving Yalan standing Two swords, one on the left and one on the right, slashed at me without warning. With lightning speed, I unleashed two lightning balls at their wielders After two screams, the two enemies were reduced to charred remains. Clearly, my strength exceeded their expectations. The remaining five exchanged glances, and one, standing further away, made a hand gesture . The other four then surrounded me from different directions. "Die, Explosive Bullets!" As I spoke, four enemies swung their swords at me, only to be met with explosive bullets. The four explosive bullets struck the four enemies accurately. They were clearly overconfident in their invisibility magic; by the time they reacted, the bullets were already upon them. The four enemies had no chance to dodge and were blasted into dust. One of the enemies, presumably their leader, standing some distance away, saw the situation was dire and tried to flee. "Trying to run from me ? He'd be lucky if I spelled my name backwards!" The enemy didn't run more than a few steps before being struck by my lightning, his body going numb and collapsing to the ground. At the same time, he revealed his true form—though I could tell even without him revealing it—clad in black, with only his mouth, nose, and eyes exposed. I drew my sword with my left hand, pointing the tip at his throat. "Who are you? Who sent you?" I demanded sharply. "...Won't talk? Then don't blame me..." Before I could finish, black blood flowed from his mouth and nose , and his entire body rapidly rotted, sizzling. In less than fifteen minutes , he had turned into a pool of blood, leaving only his black clothes behind. "Such potent poison, such extreme methods. To conceal his identity, he actually destroyed his own body," I thought to myself in amazement. Back at Earl Chris's mansion, the ladies were talking to Uncle Dart. Seeing me return, they all came to greet me . Melina, noticing my displeasure, asked with concern, "Will, what's wrong?" Seeing the concerned looks from the women, I shook my head and said, "Nothing. When is dinner? I'm a little hungry." Uncle Dart also gave me a suspicious look, but didn't speak, then gestured for us to sit down. I asked, "Uncle Dart, what were you talking about just now?" Uncle Dart glanced at me and said, "Abel died suddenly last night, and that old fox, Marquis Martin, actually lied to the King today, saying that his son was beaten to death in public by several commoner students at the 'Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy' yesterday , and demanded that the King send troops to surround the academy and capture the murderer. It's laughable. He thinks the King will believe whatever he says. Guess what the King said?" Uncle Dart glanced at me and continued, "King Prester V didn't even look at him directly, but said casually , 'Marquis Martin, I've already heard the whole story from Lapis. It was just a normal duel between students, and your son Abel was only injured, not in mortal danger. So, given this unfortunate outcome, I can only suspect that the "healing magician" in the Marquis's manor is a fake. Alright, don't mention this matter in front of me again, and I will absolutely not allow you to cause trouble for the academy.'" Marquis Martin almost fainted on the spot, while General Hawke and I were overjoyed. Haha, it had been a long time since we'd felt this good… Thinking about the current power struggle in the Kingdom of Mosby, I asked, "Uncle Dart, are you and General Hawke on the side of the Second Prince?" Uncle Dart shook his head and said, "To be honest, General Hawke and I don't think the Second Prince is a suitable candidate for the next king. Although the current King Prester V isn't exactly a wise ruler, at least he's relatively benevolent towards the common people ." However, if Prince Beirut were to become king, he would undoubtedly be a tyrant.

The common people of the Kingdom of Mosby are about to suffer, so General Hawke and I tend to support
Princess . However, Princess Lapis is, after all, a girl, and her ability to govern is clearly far inferior to that of Beirut.
I think King Prester V is also facing a severe test, but the current situation is beyond his
control. General Hawke and I are not only being ostracized by Marquis Martin, but also by the forces
of the second prince. Our current situation is really precarious, and we could easily get ourselves into trouble.

Luvia suddenly blurted out: "Brother Will, why don't you marry Princess Lapis? I think she
likes you a lot. Uh, why don't you just make you king?"

Everyone was taken aback by Luvia's sudden remark. Uncle Dart suddenly slapped his forehead and said:
"Uh, Luvia, that's a good idea, but can Will really be king?"

Mel chuckled: "If Will becomes king, the first thing he'll do will definitely be expand the palace—
otherwise, the harem won't be able to hold all his women." The women all giggled.

I smiled nonchalantly and said, "Mel, what you said will come true one day."

Kelly, seeing my serious expression, didn't seem to be joking and asked suspiciously, "Will, are you
joking or serious?

" Uncle Dart also looked at me with surprise and said, "Will, you don't—really want to marry Princess Lapis,
do you?"

"Of course I do!" Dora laughed and said to everyone, "You even gave her the necklace, how could it be fake?"

"What? How come we didn't know that?" The women all looked at Dora in surprise and said, "Sister Dora,
please tell us what happened." "

It's because Will was worried about Princess Lapis and Miss Shennier's safety, so I
gave them the necklace through him. However, I told them that the necklace was actually from Will, and they happily accepted
it." This Dora didn't actually do exactly what I wanted, but it doesn't
matter too much, as long as the goal is achieved.

"Will, I never knew you were so good at chasing girls! You even
won over a princess so easily," Uncle Dart exclaimed.

"Uncle Dart, it's not as easy as you make it sound. Snowy and Princess Lapis have inevitably
been drawn into the power struggle in the Kingdom of Mosby. If I hadn't happened to save them both, the
situation . I originally intended for Dora to give them gifts as a token
of friendship, but she started making a fuss. I was really just helping a friend." At this point, my expression suddenly turned serious:
"The thing I hate most in this world is using despicable means to achieve one's goals. Since
I've encountered this situation, I will not stand idly by. Uncle Dart, I can tell you definitively that the ambitions of Prince
Beirut and Marquis Martin will not succeed. Therefore, I remind you and General Hawke not to
support either Prince Beirut or Marquis Martin, otherwise, I cannot guarantee your
safety ."

Uncle Dart looked at me in surprise and said, "Will, are you saying you have the ability to change the current situation?"
The women also looked at me in surprise. Only Lilia, Melina, Irene, Dora, Luvia, Nilos
, Sistine, Rebecca, Vess, and Dalanie knew I had superhuman abilities, so they didn't show
much surprise. Claire, Mel, and Kelly, however, shared Uncle Dart's expression of doubt.

"Yes, if I wanted to be emperor, it wouldn't be difficult," I said calmly. Uncle Dart,
Kelly, Mel, and Claire were stunned, only recovering after a long while. Claire, seeing Melina's calm
expression , looked at her in surprise and said, "Nana, didn't you hear what Will said? He said he could
be emperor..."

"Claire, I have no doubt that Will has the ability. He will prove it to us,"
Melina said calmly. As one can imagine, Claire, Mel, Kelly, and Uncle Dart
were all taken aback by Melina's answer. Mel, seeing that the other women, like Melina, weren't particularly excited, realized something and asked, "
Cousin Dora, do you know something we don't?"

Dora nodded. "Yes, but these things are too important. Unless Will agrees, we
dare not tell you. But actually, knowing or not knowing these things doesn't matter much. You
just need to understand one thing: Will possesses extraordinary power. If he wants to do something, no one can
stop him.

" "What?" Uncle Dart, Kelly, Mel, and Claire looked me
up and , clearly still somewhat skeptical of Dora's words. After a long silence, Uncle Dart asked,
"Will, can you tell me who the next king of the Kingdom of Mosby will be? Is it you?
Princess Lapis? Or someone else?"

"Uncle Dart, this question isn't important." My answer was clearly unexpected. "

Will, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand." Kelly voiced her doubts.

Who can predict the future? Maybe it will be me, maybe it will be Princess Lapis, or maybe
it will be someone else, but it really doesn't matter, because in the near future, the Kingdom of Mosby will
disappear from the Azure Dragon Continent, so what does it matter who becomes king in the meantime? My answer must have
surprised Uncle Dart and his family again, as could be seen from the size of their mouths.

No matter how skeptical Uncle Dart was, he knew I wasn't joking or talking nonsense, but
speaking . Hearing my answer, he couldn't help but ask: Will, do you mean—you will destroy
the Kingdom of Mosby? Are you from another country?

It's not what you think, Uncle Dart. My goal isn't to destroy any countries. My
goal is—to unify the entire continent. At that time, of course, the Kingdom of Mosby will no longer exist, and of course, there won't be any more
Lanfeng Empires or anything like that. Dora and Lilia, when they heard me explain the source of my enormous wealth
, already believed that this was a task I had to complete, so they weren't surprised by my answer. But I didn't tell Claire, Mel, and Kelly the story of "The Magic
Emperor 's Treasure" because everyone felt the
fewer people who knew, the better.
Will, are you out of your mind? Mel clearly still doubted my abilities, which is understandable; anyone
who heard what I said would think I was crazy.

Melina replied, "Mel, Will isn't delusional; unifying the entire continent is his
destiny."

"Sister Nana, how many things are you hiding from us?" Mel asked playfully, feigning displeasure. "

Mel, it's not that I don't want to tell you, or that I don't trust you, but these things are too
shocking . If they leak out, they'll cause chaos across the entire continent, so the fewer people who know, the better," I
explained patiently, confident she would understand.

Uncle Dart gave me a deep look and said, "Will, I really don't understand who you are."

I smiled and said, "Uncle Dart, just treat me like an ordinary person. It's just that I possess
extraordinary abilities that most people don't have, and therefore I must complete certain missions beyond human comprehension. This is
fate 's arrangement. Just remember what I told you: never get involved in the power struggles of nations.
It's a war full of intrigue and deception, far beyond what you and General Hawke, upright soldiers, can handle
."

Uncle Dart nodded and said, "Will, I will definitely remember this. Actually, General Hawke and I
are disgusted by this kind of scheming and backstabbing, but we are helplessly caught up in it."

I nodded and then asked, "Uncle Dart, as far as you know, who has the 'Shadow' Legion under their command?"

"Will, why are you suddenly asking this question?" Uncle Dart didn't answer me, but asked me instead
. "

Nothing, just now when I came out of the academy and was on my way home, seven Shadows were hiding by the roadside trying
to ambush me." I said casually.

"What? Will, someone tried to ambush you? Why didn't you say so earlier?" The women
asked .

"Why are you all so nervous? Don't you trust your husband? I'm right here."
I smiled and comforted the women, "I originally captured a prisoner, wanting to find out who was targeting me,
but he committed suicide by poisoning himself. What a disappointment." "

I think it must be Marquis Martin. You killed his son, so he must want revenge." Claire said confidently. "

I don't think so." Uncle Dart shook his head and said, "As far as I know, the Shadow Legion is controlled by the Second Prince
Beirut . The so-called 'Shadow' refers to their ability to use 'dark' magic to conceal their forms,
making them invisible even as shadows."

The Second Prince Beirut? I muttered to myself, "That's quite possible. Because I once saved Princess
Lapis and ruined his plans, it's perfectly reasonable for him to want to kill me.
Things seem to be getting more and more interesting."

"Will, aren't you worried about your safety at all?" Kelly complained, clearly still
concerned about my safety. "

Sister Kelly, I promise you, I will live to see the day you become Empress—I mean,
if my harem can hold it all." While comforting Kelly, I didn't forget to crack a joke.

"Haha…Will, you're really honest." Kelly couldn't help but laugh too: "By the way,
did you go to apologize to Instructor Yalan today? How did it go?" "

Not so good." I touched my face where she had slapped me and said, "She slapped me hard, almost
burned all my hair, and even then she still wouldn't forgive me, saying she'd settle the score later
. I had no choice but to run away in a panic.

" Ha...ha...ha... The women all burst into unrestrained laughter, completely disregarding their
ladylike image: "Will, I never thought you'd get the short end of the stick!"

"Please, at least laugh like ladies! How can you laugh so viciously?"
I muttered in dissatisfaction.

"What's wrong? Already starting to dislike us?" My head was simultaneously "treated" by Dora, Mel, and
Claire . The name "Tyrannosaurus Sisters" was truly fitting. "

Please, can't you be a little gentler? If you knock my brain out, you'll have to take care of me
for the rest of your lives !" I covered my forehead and said unhappily, which made the girls giggle. Dora,
Mel, and Claire, the three instigators, glared at me.

"Will, I don't know whether to envy you or pity you?" Uncle Dart said with a wicked grin. "

Oh, really? Uncle Dart, you pity me? Then I've finally found a kindred spirit..." I
pretended to cry and hugged Uncle Dart, saying, "If Uncle Dart really pities me, then just let
Kelly marry me. I'm not a greedy person..." "

What? You want to dump me? No way." Mel stood with her hands on her hips, pointing at me angrily, not
caring about her image at all. "

Mel, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but the way you are really makes men hesitate. I'm surprised that
Will can tolerate you. Even Dad can't compare to you." Uncle Dart really gave me face, which made
me feel a little smug.

"Dad, I'm your daughter, uh... Am I really as bad as you say?" Mel
pouted .

Uncle Dart shook his head with a sigh, "I really don't know what's wrong with you two sisters, how come you're
so different? Kelly completely inherited your mother's gentle and quiet personality, but you, on the other hand,
you can't find ." This time, Mel didn't say anything in response, just silently ate her meal, lost
in thought.

For a moment, no one could find anything to say, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little dull and
awkward . I smiled and said, "What's wrong with you two? It was just a joke, why are you all taking it so seriously?"

Dora gave me a coquettish glare and said, "I don't care at all, anyway, you're not going to dump me." "

How could I?" I smiled and said, "Hurry up and eat, you've been talking so much, the food is getting cold."

As night fell, soft moans drifted in. On the bed, I reveled in
the beauty before me, whom I had longed for for days. Her flawless body was laid bare before me: firm, shapely breasts, long, slender legs, fair skin,
not an ounce of excess fat, and an alluring fragrance unique to women.

Ah… I gently cupped her breasts with one hand, kneading the nipples, while my other hand
explored her body. Mel let out a soft moan.

Mel, is it good? Mel didn't answer, only holding me tightly. I lowered my head, burying my face in her breasts,
gently biting her, while slowly parting her thighs, exploring the secrets of her sacred place. Mel reacted
intensely , her hands gripping my head tightly, as if afraid I would leave her, her mouth constantly emitting soft moans.
"Ah... Will... I can't take it anymore... Love me... Ah..."

Mel's jade gate was completely soaked. I turned her over and laid her on top of me, her breasts pressed tightly against my chest. My jade
pestle had long been poised to strike. I gently lifted Mel's body, making her sit on me.
The spring scenery was all before my eyes. Mel's blushing, shy beauty was deeply etched into my heart. Although Mel
usually acted like a "she-tyrant," she was a completely different person in bed.

I gently thrust my lower body, and Mel understood my intention. Her jade hand gently grasped and guided me in. As
my jade pestle went deeper, a warm current slowly enveloped her. It felt so good. I thrust suddenly, and it was completely inside her in an instant. Mel's
head immediately rose high, her back arched, and she let out a high-pitched groan: "Ah..." I didn't give Mel a chance
to rest , and kept thrusting. Mel's jade head kept shaking, her hair danced wildly in the air, and groans kept coming from her mouth.

"Ah... Will... Good... Again... I want more..." Mel's moans drove me even crazier.
My penis thrust powerfully into Mel's body, faster and faster.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore... Will... Ugh..." Mel's delicate body trembled violently. A force within Mel's body
squeezed me relentlessly, a hot liquid drenching my penis. The intense sensation caused a volcanic
eruption. Mel let out a cry even higher than before, reaching an even greater peak. Her body went
limp collapsed onto me, panting weakly.

"Mel, is it beautiful?" I whispered in her ear after Mel had recovered a little. "

You're so bad... You're bullying me... I'm ignoring you..." Mel weakly punched me. "

Then I'll bully you properly, see if you dare ignore me?" I smiled wickedly, and before Mel
could resist , I turned and pinned her beneath me. My jade pestle began its work again. Mel had long since lost the strength to resist,
only knowing to cling to me tightly, her legs wrapped around my waist like an octopus. Waves of pleasure had already overwhelmed
her body and mind, and unparalleled beauty constantly assaulted Mel. This beautiful orchid had completely bloomed for me tonight.

"Mmm...good...so good...I've never felt so good before...ah...more intense...
make me...make me...more comfortable..." A new wave of pleasure rose again, and Mel was covered in fragrant sweat,
beginning to moan. I didn't let up, continuing to lead Mel to explore unknown territories. I hugged her from behind,
making her bend over. As I thrust in directly, Mel moaned, even letting out cries
of pleasure . Under the constant penetration of my jade pestle, she still unconsciously moaned.

As my erect penis touched her vagina, a burst of pleasure, like sparks flying, coursed through her body. Almost unconsciously,
Mel, her long, flowing hair cascading down her shoulders, began to sway her hips up and down, using the penis as a pivot. With each sway,
the fluids between her thighs made strange sounds, and her full breasts bounced. At this moment, I grabbed Mel's waist,
making her rise and fall with my hands. Mel could no longer control herself. I
supported swaying breasts as I thrust forcefully.

Suddenly, my mouth attacked the back of Mel's neck, and she trembled as if struck by lightning. My
lips slid from her shoulder across her neck to her cheek, and Mel turned her head to meet my lips, returning the kiss with force
, greedily sucking on my tongue. In the throes of extreme pleasure, Mel released her lips,
her upper body arching backward. I increased the speed of my thrusts, sending her to a climax.

"Will...you...you're so amazing..." Her long, disheveled hair obscured her face as Mel cried
out rhythm with mine, her full breasts thrusting towards my hands. I couldn't control myself either;
my glans was completely submerged in her juices, ejaculating a large amount of semen. At the same time, Mel's limbs were intensely
convulsing .

"Ah...ah...oh..." Unconsciously, Mel's body felt like a straw, tightly gripping my
penis , both of us groaning in exhaustion, our bodies melting into an indescribable, supreme climax.
Mel lay limp beneath me, her beautiful red face etched with unspeakable satisfaction. After a
while , Mel opened her beautiful eyes and looked at me. Seeing me watching her, she closed them again in embarrassment. I held Mel close,
gently stroking her smooth back to help her recover from her climax.

"Will, I can't live without you. I'll try to be gentler," Mel suddenly said
softly, hugging me tightly.

"Mel, don't take the jokes at dinner seriously. You don't need to change anything for me. Just be
yourself." I hugged the girl in my arms tighter; I didn't want her to be troubled by this. "

Really? Will, I'm really worried you won't want me anymore. Dad's right, a gentle
sister like Mom is much more lovable." Mel said softly, even she, who never seemed to know any worries, had her troubles. "

Silly girl, I was just joking around, and you took it seriously. Gentle girls are attractive to men,
but you have your own charm, it's just that you and Kelly give me a different feeling.
Either way, I like it." "Just
be gentle when you tap my head, step on my foot, or pinch my thigh in the future, don't use so much force every time, it hurts." I said to Mel with a smile.

Mel said somewhat embarrassedly, "This... Will... I'm sorry... I might really
have violent tendencies, like you said... I promise I won't be so rough again... Will... I love you...

Mel... I love you too..." After a passionate kiss, Mel and I fell into a deep sleep, knowing
it would be a night of sweet dreams. Tomorrow should be a bright and sunny day.

Volume Two, Chapter One: Campus Turmoil

As the sun rose, I strolled into the "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy," cautiously observing
my surroundings to see if any of Instructor Yalan's supporters were about to attack me. However, it seemed I had worried unnecessarily.
The students around me looked at me with a hint of fear, while others
looked at me with a hint of admiration. I heard students behind me pointing and whispering,
but I didn't bother to argue with them, though they were talking so loudly that it was impossible not to hear. "

Hey, look, this is Will Randy, the one who killed Baron Abel Martin. I never imagined
he had such high strength."

I heard he's the only freshman this year to be recommended without taking the entrance exam. Looks like the person who recommended him must be someone
important .

Hmph, he's really bold, daring to be rude to Professor Yalan in public… But… he's quite handsome.
"Um...the person who said that must be a girl," I thought, feeling a little smug. Suddenly, I noticed
a crowd gathered in front of the school bulletin board, pointing and gesturing at the notice, seemingly discussing something.
Occasionally . "It must be related to me," I thought, and walked towards the bulletin board.

"Look... Will Randy is coming..." someone shouted from the crowd, and everyone
turned to look at me. There were expressions of surprise, anger, sympathy, and schadenfreude—
all sorts of emotions. I pretended not to see them and casually walked towards the bulletin board. The crowd automatically parted to make way for
me . Under their watchful eyes, I approached the bulletin board and almost
fainted from anger. Dean Dante, that old fox, was really greedy.

The notice read: "Announcement of the
Punishment ": Will... Randy, male, sixteen years old, is currently a first-year
student . He is audacious and reckless, committing two heinous
acts that damage the academy's centuries-old traditions: ① He openly and disrespectfully behaving towards Yalan, the academy's most beautiful instructor, in the classroom—a heinous crime; ②
His duel with second-year student Abel Martin caused serious consequences and severely damaged the academy's reputation.
To uphold the academy's centuries-old traditions and good reputation, the "Dean's Office" has decided to
impose the following punishment on Randy: ① A "major demerit" and a deduction of 1000 credits; ② A fine of
100,000 gold coins, payable within three days. Failure to pay within the deadline will result in the fine doubling. It is hoped that all students will take this as
a warning, strictly demand of themselves, study diligently, and strive for excellence. The following is signed "Dean of Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy
: Richard Dante," and dated "January 13th, 7992 of the Continental Calendar."

"What?! This is outrageous! I have to get to the bottom of this with that old fox, Dean Dante!" Under the watchful eyes of the
students , I vanished like a gust of wind, leaving behind a group of bewildered
students: "...This is 'Spatial Transfer Magic'...only Archmages and above can use it...
and they don't even need to chant a spell...it's terrifying...

thinking about it still sends chills down my spine...we ganged up on him the other day...if he had retaliated...
we would have been..." The students who were talking shuddered, feeling like they had just
escaped death. Without a doubt, I, Will Randy, had become the hottest
celebrity at "Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy," even if my fame came in a rather unconventional way.

I couldn't care less what they said behind my back; maybe one day they'd have to call me Dean. When
I suddenly appeared in the center of the "Dean's Office," I
startled Dean Dante and Instructor Yalan, who were talking. "Huh, that's strange. Why is Instructor Yalan in Dean Dante's office so early in the morning?"
Dean Dante , recognizing me, chuckled and said, "Will, you're here early! I just arrived too." "

Sister Yalan," I greeted Yalan, then turned to Dean Dante and said, "Dean, you're really
ruthless, asking for 100,000 gold coins right off the bat. Do you think I'm a gold coin minter?" If Yalan hadn't been there,
I wouldn't have been so patient. Out of respect for her, I had to suppress my anger. Actually,
100,000 gold coins are nothing to me, but I have a problem with his way of doing things. If he really
needs my help, he can just tell me directly. There's no need to play games like this. "

This was my idea, it has nothing to do with Grandpa." Seeing me turn my anger towards her grandfather, Yalan quickly
shifted the blame to herself.

"Sister Yalan, you don't need to lie to me. I don't believe this was all your doing, do you, Dean
?" I'm not a child; I'm not so easily fooled. "I might think of deducting credits,
but I would never do something as hefty as this fine,"

Dean Dante said with an awkward smile. "Will, you don't need to get so worked up. Sit down and let me explain."
After I sat down, Dean Dante continued with another awkward smile: "I know this is a bit much, but I
have no choice. First, I need to quell the anger among the faculty and students caused by your rude behavior towards Yalan
. Only such a severe punishment can appease public anger." I glanced at Yalan; she had a "you asked for it"
look on her face.

Dean Dante continued: "Secondly, the academy has recently encountered some financial difficulties.
If things continue like this, the deficit this month will reach tens of thousands of gold coins, mainly because
prices in the royal city have risen again. Although the increase isn't huge, our academy has over ten thousand faculty and students.
Even if each person's daily expenses only increase by an average of ten silver coins, the academy's expenses will still increase by more than
thirty thousand gold coins per month." "You don't know the value of firewood and rice until you're in charge of the household,"
I said,

glancing sideways at Dean Dante. "Well, now that's the point."
Dean Dante gave an embarrassed smile, glancing awkwardly at Yalan, clearly seeking her help. But I
knew he was telling the truth. On average, each student spent
about —this was because the majority of the academy's students were nobles; commoners
spent less than two. An increase of ten silver coins per person was only
two percent, not much, but for over ten thousand students and faculty, it
added up thirty thousand gold coins a month—no small sum
.

"Grandpa, I've never heard you mention this before?" Yalan was clearly hearing this from
Dean Dante .

"What good would it do to tell you?" "Does your magic conjure money?" Dean Dante
sighed . "The position of Dean isn't one anyone can hold, and it's definitely not an easy one.
" He then added, "Of course, if we disregarded the oath to prevent nobles from controlling the academy, I would
n't have nature. So, whoever becomes Dean
must uphold that oath.

" "I see. Dean Dante is right. I do indeed have a responsibility to solve the academy's problems,
but…" I paused, looking at Dean Dante.

Yalan asked anxiously, "But what? Will, you're not going to make any demands, are you?" She clearly
misunderstood , perhaps thinking I was going to use this opportunity to ask her for some "rude" request. Of course, I couldn't let her
misunderstand me like that. Although I wouldn't call myself a gentleman, I wouldn't take advantage of someone in a vulnerable position.
"Sister Yalan, you've misunderstood. Besides, I'm not that bad, am I? I'm just wondering how the director knew I
could definitely come up with the money within three days?"

Yalan blushed and said, "I'm sorry... Will... I shouldn't have thought of you so badly...

Never mind, since I've already done that
to Although I said that, I still felt a little disappointed.
Any man would feel uncomfortable being thought of that way by a woman. Yalan clearly sensed something was off about my tone and opened her mouth to say something, but
I stopped her with a gesture: "Never mind, Sister Yalan, you don't need to explain anymore. Let's hear what the director
has to say ."

Dean Dante noticed the subtle change between Yalan and me, and patted me on the shoulder as a form of comfort.
After all, being a man, he understood how I felt. Dean Dante then glanced at Yalan's mentor and
pointed to the necklace around her neck, saying, "You gave Yalan that necklace, didn't you?" If he hadn't pointed it out,
I wouldn't have noticed. I was so focused on "settling scores" with Dean Dante that I overlooked the necklace I
gave . It seems she accepted my apology.

Yalan blushed and said, "Grandpa, you have such sharp eyes!"

Dean Dante laughed heartily, looking quite pleased with himself, "My silly granddaughter, you probably don't know, but the necklace you're wearing
right now is probably the strongest magical protective item on this continent. Its value
is immeasurable; it could easily sell for millions of gold coins. Think about it, if that kid Will
gave , surely he wouldn't have less than tens of thousands of gold coins? Even if he didn't have one readily available, it should have been
an easy thing for him."

It's surprising how accurate this old man's judgment is; after all, he's a Grand Magister, almost a genius.
Unlike Melina, even though she's reached the level of "Grand Magister," her knowledge and experience are worlds apart from
Dean Dante's . This kind of knowledge isn't something you
can acquire simply by increasing your magic power; it requires a lot of experience and practice. Even I'm not as good as Dean Dante in many ways. It seems
Melina should learn from Dean Dante; that would definitely be much more effective than her practicing alone.

Although Yalan is also a mage who has reached the "Magistrate" level, her knowledge and abilities are clearly incomparable
to Dean Dante's. While she recognized the necklace's protective function,
she had no idea how strong the protection was or how much it was worth. Hearing Dean Dante's words, she was completely
stunned. If someone else had said it, like me, she definitely wouldn't have believed it. But these words came from her most
admired and trusted grandfather, so she didn't even consider questioning them. After standing there
dumbfounded for a while, she finally seemed to come to her senses, staring blankly at me and saying, "Will, why did you give me such an expensive
gift without telling me? Even if it was an apology, you didn't have to go this far, did you?

" I scratched my head and
told I have absolutely no idea how much it's worth, because it was created with my magic.

" "You created more than one, right?" Dean Dante and Yalan
stared at .

"Of course, I've given away many, like Mel and Lilia. Oh,
right, I gave away two more the day before yesterday, to Princess Lapis and Miss Shenier." "Now that things have come to this, I
don't want to hide it from them, and there really is no need to."

Dean Dante smiled knowingly, "Will, you little rascal, you're really wasting a treasure, using such a precious
thing to pick up girls." Yalan understood as well, and her face turned bright red. Being able to admire
Yalan's is quite a treat.

Kid, you're already thinking about making a move on Yalan? Isn't that a bit too early? Our Yalan isn't
one of those sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls; she's not that easy to fool, hehe… Dean Dante chuckled and tapped
my head, pulling me back to reality from my reverie. I glanced at her; Yalan's face was even redder. "

Alright, alright, Will, now can you tell me when you can pay the fine? If you
're really having trouble, I can extend the deadline." Dean Dante clearly didn't dare anger me before receiving my fine
; having money felt so good, hehe. Yalan then looked up at me,
clearly concerned about whether I could come up with the money. "

I can give you 100,000 gold coins right now, but tell me, how much of
a problem can 100,000 gold coins solve?" I asked, staring intently at Dean Dante.

Dean Dante sighed and said, "If the prices in the capital remain at their current level, 100,000
gold coins can last for more than two months."

"And what about two months from now?" I followed up with, "What if prices still haven't come down by then
?"

"Then we'll just have to figure something out then. Maybe we can find a solution within these two months,"
Dean Dante said somewhat helplessly. "

Why don't you ask me, Dean?" I said with a smile. "

Oh, Will, you mean—you want to donate to the academy?" Dean Dante realized what I meant. Although he tried his best to hide his excitement, his slightly trembling voice completely revealed
his emotional turmoil . "That's right, I can donate to the academy, but since it's a donation, I can certainly set some conditions, right?" I asked Dean Dante with a smile. Dean Dante almost impatiently said, "Quickly, tell me, what are your conditions?" I calmly pulled out a crystal card from my pocket and said, "Dean, aren't you afraid that if you agree to my conditions , and I only agree to donate one gold coin, then you'll lose out?" This was, of course, a joke, a little revenge on him. Yalan said with a slight reproach, "Will, we're talking about serious matters now, stop playing around." *Cough...cough...* I scratched my head sheepishly and handed the crystal card to Yalan, saying, "Alright, let me show you how much money I'm prepared to donate first—oh, right, the change is for the fines."

Yalan entered her information, and the numbers that popped up stunned her. She gaped, speechless
. Dean Dante snatched the card, looked at the numbers, and was first stunned, then overjoyed: "Will,
no way! 10,100,000 gold coins! That's equivalent to the tuition fees paid by all the students in the academy for a year! Haha..."

Just as Dean Dante was laughing wildly, I suddenly snatched the crystal card away: "Dean, you're getting ahead of yourself
. You haven't agreed to my conditions yet!"

"You brat, can't I have a moment to enjoy myself?" Dean Dante seemed quite displeased that I had deprived him of his fun
, but at this moment he didn't dare to argue with me. Yalan said with concern: "Will, just tell me
your conditions."

I glanced at the grandfather and grandson, rested my chin on my hand, and paced around the room before saying: "First,
since donated such a large sum of money, it can't just be a matter of giving the money and calling it a day. At the very least, I need
a certificate of receipt in the name of the academy, proving that the academy did indeed accept my donation." Of course, if fifty years from now,
incoming freshmen read the following passage while studying the academy's history, I would be even more willing to donate this
money: "Fifty years ago, your senior, Will Randy, generously donated a huge sum of ten million gold coins,
greatly improving the academy's teaching environment. The beautiful library you see today was
built with Will Randy's donation. To commemorate Will Randy's outstanding contributions to the academy, we
named Will's Hall."

Will's Hall? You really came up with that. Yalan laughed so hard she almost fell over, clearly not agreeing with my brilliant
idea. Dean Dante didn't dare laugh out loud, but his desperate attempt to suppress his laughter annoyed me even more.

Sister Yalan, Dean, don't think I'm just joking. Actually, this is a good way to solve the academy's
financial crisis. The grandfather and granddaughter looked at me in confusion, clearly not understanding what I meant: Don't you understand
? So many influential figures have emerged from Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy; there are plenty of wealthy people among them. If the academy
accepted their donations and named the buildings constructed with their money after them in return, I
believe many would be willing. That shouldn't violate that oath, right?

Dean Dante and Yalan exchanged glances for a moment. Dean Dante suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Why didn't I
think of that? Yes, as long as we don't agree to let them interfere in the academy's affairs, it doesn't matter at all!"

I couldn't resist adding insult to injury, taking the opportunity to tease Dean Dante: "So that's why you're in
such a sorry state as dean. If I were dean, the academy would be rolling in money. How could we be reduced to
barely ?

" Yalan chuckled and scolded, "Will, you have a problem with Grandpa, but you don't have to insult him like that."

Dean Dante, however, said nonchalantly, "Let him laugh. I won't hold it against him. But his
suggestion is quite good. Before, whenever I heard someone suggest donating money, my instinct was to think they had ulterior motives towards the academy
, and I would immediately refuse." Looking back now, I realize not everyone had such ulterior motives.
He patted my shoulder happily, saying, "Looks like I really made the right choice in selecting this successor." But

I promptly poured cold water on his enthusiasm: "Dean, things are easier said than done.
If I agree to donate ten million gold coins to build you a new teaching building, but I only give you five million first, and tell you
to come back when you've built half, what will you do if I make some unreasonable demands then?"
Dean Dante stared at me, speechless.

I continued, "I believe that in the hundreds of years since Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy was founded, it's impossible that no one has considered accepting
donations, but they must have all given up due to various concerns. There will definitely be people with ill intentions who will also come to donate.
Will you accept or not? What if the situations I mentioned above occur?"
Dean Dante and Yalan both fell into deep thought, clearly considering solutions.

"And what would you do if you encountered such a situation?" Yalan asked, looking at me. I simply pretended
to look at her with great interest, without answering her. Yalan playfully scolded, "Alright, I've already forgiven your
rudeness, so stop being so mysterious." I never expected Yalan to show such a childlike, coquettish
side.

Afraid of upsetting her again, especially since she had already said she forgave me, I said, "That
's easy enough. Since you're here to donate, I'll accept it. However, to regulate both parties' actions,
let's draw up a contract. For the donor, it stipulates when the money must be paid in full.
For the academy, it stipulates the school's reward to the donor. Of course, we also need to agree on the punishment for violating the
contract ; the specifics can be negotiated. The more detailed the contract, the better, so
there's no opportunity for the other party to take advantage." Dean Dante and Yalan both showed appreciative expressions, nodding repeatedly.

"Shouldn't we also draw up a contract?" Dean Dante asked.

"Of course, since I'm the one pioneering this, I naturally want to set an example for others." I nodded
, "However, let me finish explaining the other requirements first."

"You said..." Dean Dante gestured for me to continue. I thought for a moment and said, "My second request
is that the use of donations be monitored. This is to prevent the academy from misusing my donations
or using them for inappropriate purposes." To make Dean Dante and Yalan understand the point,
I continued, "For example, using my donations to pay for the dean's visits to brothels, or as a cover-up for the
dean 's affair with a female mentor being discovered—this is absolutely unacceptable to me, and I have the right to withdraw
the donations.

" *Thump*, *Thump*, Dean Dante and Yalan each gave me a heavy tap on the head.
Yalan blushed and scolded, "Will, how could you say such awful things? Do you think I'm invisible?"

Dean Dante was almost furious: "You brat, how dare you talk to me like that? What brothel? What affair? How
could you even think of that?"

I covered my forehead and said, "I was just using an example, did you have to get so worked up?" "No
offense, Dean, but you're getting on in years, and you still have such a temper?" Seeing my condescending attitude, Yalan
couldn't help but giggle. "

Is this how you hit someone?" Dean Dante said irritably. "

If I didn't say it this way, would you understand what I meant by 'using donations inappropriately'?"
"What's going on? If you take the money and squander it, wouldn't that go against my original intention in donating? I think everyone who donates
money hopes that their donation will be used where it's truly needed. Imagine if the donor knew that their donation
was used as a cover-up fee, what would they think? I think I've made myself clear enough.

Will, why can't you forget about this 'cover-up fee'? It's uncomfortable to hear about."
Dean Dante protested, but immediately realized his protest wouldn't do any good, so he added: "Fine,
say whatever you want. But what you said does make a lot of sense. As a college, we really can't refuse
your request. Come to think of it, other people's money doesn't come from nowhere, it can't be used for you to squander.

So, when accepting each donation, it's best for both parties to agree on the purpose of the money and
give the donor some right to supervise." At this point, I glanced at the two of them and added: "Of course, both parties
can agree on more details. For example, if it's agreed that the donation is used to build a building, then it's possible that
after construction reaches a certain stage, the donation will be insufficient. Because the prices of various materials may rise,
the situation may change." So when both parties sign the contract, they can agree on whether
the donor . In short, any situation you can imagine
can be stipulated in the contract. The more detailed the contract, the more beneficial it is for both parties, and
the less likely disputes will arise. I concluded.

Yalan nodded repeatedly, saying, "I really didn't expect that such a seemingly simple act of accepting donations
could include so much. If we don't think of countermeasures in advance, we could really be
taken advantage of by .

" Dean Dante looked at the crystal card in my hand and said, "Will, what do you want to do? Should we
sign a contract now?"

I smiled and handed the crystal card to Dean Dante, saying, "Dean Dante, don't forget that I am still
a candidate for the next dean. The money is yours now. However, the contract still needs to be signed, but there's no need to rush. We can
postpone it a bit." "Dean, would you like to hear my advice?"

Dean Dante nodded repeatedly, saying, "Go ahead..."

I thought for a moment and said, "I suggest that you establish a special 'Donation Management Committee' to be responsible for accepting
donations and planning their use." Strictly separating the use of donations from other funds facilitates donor
oversight of their use and prevents opportunistic misappropriation. Naturally,
the first task of the "Donation Management Committee" is to establish rules and terms for donations, first defining the principles for accepting donations, and then
detailing each clause. Once all this is settled, we'll draw up a contract—
the first "Donation Contract" in the history of Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

Hmm, that's not an easy task. As long as you're not worried about me using your donation for some kind of "cover-up fee, "
and are willing to wait a while, I have no objection. This old rascal is still
hung up ."

What's wrong with you two? Keep talking about "cover-up fee," aren't you ashamed? Yalan
snorted .

Dean Dante pondered for a moment and said: I really don't trust anyone else with this matter. Yalan, I
'd like to entrust this matter to you. Are you willing to accept?

"Grandpa, of course I'm willing. After all, I'm a member of the Dante family, and it's my duty to contribute to Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy
. Besides, these ideas were all Will's." Yalan readily agreed. "

I only gave a general idea. Sister Yalan, your work is equally important.
There . For example, besides what I just mentioned,
what other rewards have you thought of for donors?" I reminded Yalan that this was not something to be taken lightly. "
This... I really haven't thought of that. Have you?" Yalan retorted, unconvinced. "

Of course, people are flexible. As long as you can think of something that doesn't violate principles, you can do
it." I glanced at the two of them and continued: "For example, you could divide donors
into and give them different rewards. Or, the academy could set up a donation ranking list and put it at the school
gate, with the person who donated the most at the top, so that the students could see it every day. Or, the academy
could award the title of honorary mentor to those who donate particularly large sums." Even going a step further, promising him
a without examination shouldn't be a big deal, right? "So, do you want me to continue?"

Yalan looked at me with surprise and said, "Enough, you don't need to say anymore. Will, I'm truly impressed by you.
So many bizarre ideas, I really don't know how you came up with them?" For the academy, these are just
simple gestures , but for donors, they are very attractive.

I smiled and said, "Just imagine yourself as a donor. These donors are simply
after some kind of reputation, or to realize some unfulfilled dream. If you think in that direction, you
'll definitely come up with more and better ideas. The more ideas we can come up with, the more
donors we can attract. If all you can think of is naming the buildings after people, the donations you can attract will probably be
limited, because everyone's purpose may be different." After a pause, I
went : "If others come to donate, we can let them choose the return method we have pre-planned; we can also let
them make their own requests, as long as they don't violate our principles, we can accept them." If his request is
common, we can adopt it as our pre-set solution. "

I understand." Yalan suddenly realized, "Will, thank you, I know what to do now."
This was the first time she had said "thank you," and to me no less.

Dean Dante nodded repeatedly, "Will, I have to admit, what was originally a mess
has become much clearer after you explained it. Even I know what to do next."

I shrugged, "What's wrong? You're so easily fooled? I'm actually just all talk and
no action."

Dean Dante and Yalan exchanged a smile. Yalan asked, "Will, how did you get so much money?"

I scratched my head, "Can I not answer that question?

If it's hard to say, then let's not say it." Dean Dante came to my rescue, "Anyway, with your necklace,
getting money is easy. By the way, Will, do you have any other requests?"

"I have one more thing," I
said. "You could call it a request, or you could say it has nothing to do with the donation. It's something I want to ask the Dean."

"What is it? If I can do it, I'll definitely agree." Dean Dante, having taken my money, became
more agreeable.

"Dean, do you remember Lilia's mother, Melina?" I asked with a smile. "

I remember, so what?" Dean Dante finished speaking and smiled mysteriously. "Will, tell me the truth,
are you a womanizer?

" My "old" face flushed red at being seen through by this old devil. "Dean, you really are a
shrewd old man. Looks like you've paid quite a bit for covering up, haven't you?" "

Come on, do you think I'm as lecherous as you? Besides Yalan's grandmother, I don't have another
woman ." Dean Dante said smugly. "

I didn't expect the Dean to be such a pure-hearted young man. I admire you, I admire you." After saying that, we both burst into laughter, exchanging comical glances. Men always have some interesting topics to discuss. "Grandpa, Will, what nonsense are you spouting? Do you think I'm invisible?" Yalan blushed and pouted. "Oh, let's get down to business, Will. What were you about to say?" Dean Dante quickly changed . "I wanted Melina to learn from you, Dean. You know, her magic power is almost the same as yours, but her understanding and knowledge of magic is far behind." I revealed my thoughts: "Right now, she practices magic on her own every day at the Foolish Earl's mansion. Although she's making progress, it's not fast. " "Alright, I can take her as my disciple, just nominally, of course. Actually, her magic power is no less than mine." Dean Dante said happily. "Grandpa, you said that Lilia's mother has reached the level of 'Grand Magister,' is that true?" Yalan was surprised after hearing my conversation with the Dean. " Yes, that's right. I've met Lilia's mother." Dean Dante said confidently, then said to me , "Isn't Melina too bored being alone? Why don't we let her spend time with Yalan? They're only five or six years apart in age, they should get along well. Will, what do you think? " "That's good too. Nana always complains to me about being bored alone, she shouldn't be bored at the academy, right?" I nodded in agreement with Dean Dante's suggestion. Yalan suddenly asked me, "Will, what did you call Lilia ... I think it was Nana?" As soon as she said that, I knew she hadn't understood the meaning of Dean Dante's earlier "accepting both young and old." Dean Dante laughed, "Silly granddaughter, didn't I just say 'accepting both young and old'?" So, Lilia and her mother Melina are both... Heh... Now that things have come to this point, even if you don't understand, you should understand. Yalan blushed deeply and said coquettishly, " Will... so you really are a complete... lecher... I don't want to talk to you anymore..." Saying this , she ran out of the "Dean's Office" and really ignored me. "Heh, Will, Yalan is jealous, huh? Looks like you have a good chance." Dean Dante said with a chuckle. " I know that already, do you need to tell me?" I said irritably. "Can't you be a little more tactful? Otherwise, Yalan wouldn't have run away." "Heh heh, now you're blaming me? Why don't you say it's because of your own lewd behavior?" Dean Dante, that old fox, is always picking at my "scars." " Alright, alright, it's my fault, okay? Dean, if there's nothing else, I'm leaving ." I was too lazy to argue with Dean Dante, so I decided to leave. " Okay, Will, go ahead and do your thing, remember to come visit me often." "Dean Dante said," and almost simultaneously, I disappeared from the "Dean's Office." After leaving the "Dean's Office," I wandered around the playground, considering whether I should go to the library. Going back to class was unnecessary; my strength had already been exposed, and more importantly, I was afraid of causing unease among my classmates. The incident of forcibly kissing Instructor Yalan hadn't completely subsided, and it was hard to predict what . "Young Master Randy, you seem quite free?" A sudden voice startled me. Looking in the direction , I saw a handsome nobleman with dark blue hair cascading down to his waist. His face was adorned with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose, and full lips, exuding an air of scholarly refinement. Seeing my surprised gaze, he immediately introduced himself: "My name is Fett Garcia, a student in Class S of the third year. Fett Garcia, prince of the Kingdom of Jessies, is the elder brother of Princess Elizabeth of Class S in the first year. He is the recognized successor to the throne of the Kingdom of Jessies, and therefore has become an object of flattery for powerful figures from various countries." Another heir to the throne is his sister, Princess Elizabeth, who is clearly no match for him. However, what's puzzling is that Fett isn't particularly interested in socializing, preferring instead to be obsessed with magical martial arts. This is what I've heard from other students at the academy; in short, my impression of him is that of a "martial arts fanatic." "Oh, it's Prince Fett. What can I do for you?" I said casually. " Just call me Fett. If it's convenient, I'd like to spar with you. You wouldn't refuse, would you?" Fett asked, staring at me. " Alright, I don't have anything else to do anyway. Let's find a secluded spot outside the school to spar." I could tell that Fett didn't have any ill intentions in challenging me, so I readily agreed. "Good, young master, you're indeed straightforward." Fett said happily, and we walked towards the school gates together. A quarter of an hour later, in a deserted open space, Fett and I stood facing each other, sizing up our opponents. Since he already knew I was a master of magic, he proposed a sword fight, which I readily agreed to. Fett slowly drew his sword, looking at the blade as he said, "This sword is called Waterfrost. It's made entirely of blue crystal and has a powerful amplifying effect on water magic." I hadn't expected him to tell me about his weapon, which showed he wasn't a narrow-minded person. Out of swordsmanship , I also drew my longsword: "This is my sword, called 'Unnamed.' It doesn't seem particularly special . " "Alright, let's begin." Fett finished speaking and threw the scabbard on the ground. He moved with lightning speed towards where I was standing, simultaneously thrusting his sword at me. Afraid of damaging my Unnamed sword, I didn't want to block it head-on with my longsword. So, I gently tapped Fett's thrust, seemingly a light tap, but Fett seemed to be struck by lightning and stood frozen in place.

"I didn't expect your speed to surpass mine. It seems I have no choice but to use my ultimate move." Fett said softly, slowly
beginning to wield the Water Frost sword. The Water Frost sword moved like water, each movement creating powerful waves, and Fett
seemed to be commanding the giant waves from their crests. I gripped my longsword tightly, preparing to meet Fett's ultimate technique. Fett moved,
and a massive wave surged towards me, countless water elements rushing in from all sides, instantly drying the air.

I remained still, ignoring the monstrous wave rushing towards me. I gripped the hilt of my sword tightly with both hands. As the monstrous wave
reached me, a sword silently appeared within it, flying towards me along with the wave. I raised
my longsword to block it. The sound of metal clashing rang out, the Water Frost sword fell to the ground, and the monstrous wave vanished,
as if it had just disappeared like a bubble, but Fett was nowhere to be seen. I knew Fett was behind me. My mind raced,
and I decided to preserve my strength as much as possible, not letting Fett know my true power. Just as I expected,
I suddenly felt a powerful water element gathering behind me. It was too late

; the icy tidal wave was coming. Fett's move was just a feint; his true killing blow was now
unleashed . I didn't want to dodge, but instead channeled my battle aura to protect my back. The magic struck my body, releasing a burst
of icy energy and a towering wave. I was instantly engulfed by the bone-chilling water, the wave freezing me solid, turning me into
a giant ice pillar. I deliberately let him freeze me; I didn't want him to know I was
far . Fett picked up the Water Frost and walked towards me with a victorious smile, but that smile froze instantly.
An unbelievable scene unfolded before him: with a deafening roar, the ice pillar shattered, countless ice fragments
scattering in all directions. Fett used his sword to protect himself, avoiding being hit by the ice. "

What?! How are you completely unharmed? You actually escaped from my ice pillar!" Fett couldn't believe
his eyes . No one had ever survived his ultimate attack unscathed.

"Your special move was powerful, it almost scared me to death, but your magic is nothing special, it
doesn't feel cold at all. Now it's my turn to make a move." I raised my longsword, aiming it at Fett. "

I give up, you're a monster, a real monster." Fett readily admitted defeat.
Of course, he had no idea that I had gone to great lengths to make sure he didn't lose too badly. However, he didn't
seem dejected after losing; instead, he smiled and said to me, "Although I lost today, it doesn't mean I'll lose
next time ." "Oh, Will, do you have time to grab a drink with me?"

"Sure." I haven't drunk alcohol since I left Rogue Village. It's not because I became paranoid after my
first embarrassing drinking experience. But since that time I got drunk, I've gradually
figured out that it's easy to expel alcohol from my body without anyone noticing, making it impossible to get drunk. After discovering
this secret, I lost interest in drinking. Unless I really wanted to, if you force yourself to drink it
all back out, what's the point?

Fett led me to a small tavern next to the academy. He was clearly a regular;
the waitress greeted him warmly and led us to a private booth,
where we wouldn't be disturbed. After bringing two glasses of red wine I couldn't name, Fett waved her away.
Fett smiled and said to me, "This is the best wine in the tavern, called 'Red Dream.' A very interesting name, isn't it?
Try it.

" "Red Dream," quite a romantic name indeed. I picked up the glass, took a sip, and said, "Hmm, the taste
is quite unique.

" Fett smiled and said, "Will, you're practically the most famous person in the academy now
. To be honest, although I also hate Abel Martin, I don't have the confidence to beat him."

I chuckled and said, "That guy was too arrogant. He charged in without even using his fighting spirit
, too confident in his so-called 'Demon-Slaying Sword,' which gave me an opening. The 'Demon-Slaying Sword'
can deal with ordinary magic, but it's not as powerful as people think. Besides, he didn't seem to know
how to fully unleash its power. In a way, he wasn't defeated by me, but
by his arrogance. If he had used his full strength against me, I might not have been able to beat him." This
was, of course, half true and half false, the purpose being to hide my true strength from him.

While I said that, and had even thought it myself, after our match just now, I
know you held back and didn't unleash your full power. So even in a head-on clash, I believe
you can defeat Abel. At this point, Fett gave me a meaningful look and said, "And
Abel 's death has made me admire your courage. You don't need to deny it so quickly." Fett waved his hand to stop me: "Who is
Marquis Martin ? The magicians in his manor aren't stupid. How could they not save Abel? The only explanation
is that you tampered with the weapon. Whether you admit it or not, you know best in your heart." "

Since you insist on saying this, senior, I can't help it," I said helplessly. "

Fine, it's okay if you don't admit it, then you have nothing to say about forcibly kissing Instructor Yalan, right? You
really dare to do it, don't you? I could never do something like that," Fett said with a grin. "

Forget it, Senior Fett, you didn't invite me here for drinks just to make fun of me, did you?" I said irritably
.

"Will, don't be like that. To be honest, I really admire your courage." Fett suddenly sighed
: "Will, I really envy you. You do what you want to do. Acting on impulse, without hesitation,
that's the style of a real man." From his words, I knew he must have many untold
troubles .

Fett, head bowed, continued to speak to himself: "You've probably heard that my father has only two children, my sister
Eliza me, so naturally, I became the crown prince of the Kingdom of Jessie. But I'm really
not interested in those boring political affairs. My ideal is to travel the world, constantly improving my martial arts and magic,
becoming an outstanding magician and swordsman. It's hard
to say what I'd do with the country if I were king. Sometimes I really wish I wasn't born royalty; how wonderful it would be if I were an ordinary person." After
a moment of silence , Fett looked up and asked: "Will, what are your ideals?"

I chuckled and said: "My ideals, besides becoming the greatest magician, are to
taste all the beautiful women in the world, haha..."

Fett laughed too: "You're really honest, no wonder you couldn't help but
force yourself on Instructor Yalan in the classroom, haha...

What? I would never force myself on a woman, what happened with Instructor Yalan was purely an accident..." This
wasn't me making excuses; I genuinely wouldn't be rough with a woman, and I absolutely cannot stand men bullying women.

Fett clearly didn't quite believe my confession, and chuckled: "That's hard to say, but
the price for that kiss was really high, huh? 100,000 gold coins plus 1,000 credits." "

Forget it, let's not talk about that." "By the way, Fett, I've had a question on my mind, but I just
can't find anyone to answer it for me. Maybe you can give me a satisfactory answer." I changed the subject to avoid
him constantly making fun of me about Instructor Yalan.

"What question? Tell me, as long as I know the answer, I'll definitely tell you." Fett readily agreed.

After considering my words, I cautiously asked, "Fett, I've never understood why your
Kingdom of Jessies provoked the Lanfeng Empire, causing several countries to be locked in a stalemate of war."

Fett paused for a moment, then countered, "Will, you must have heard why the Lanfeng Empire
declared war on our country."

"Yes, I heard that the Lanfeng Empire's second prince encountered trouble in your country while on a diplomatic mission
," I replied.

"That's true." Fett said in a deep voice, "You must be wondering why we provoked the powerful
Lanfeng Empire. I don't know the answer to that question either." After a pause, Fett continued, "What I
mean is, we still don't understand what happened to the Lanfeng Empire's second prince, Luna."

What did he mean by that? I sensed an unusual implication in Fett's words. What did he mean by "
they still don't understand"?

Fett lowered his voice and said, "Vell, this is a very bizarre thing. Prince Luna of the Lanfeng Empire
was an envoy to our country a year ago, staying at our state guesthouse. Besides Prince Luna's personal guards,
our country also deployed hundreds of 'Royal Knights' soldiers to guard the perimeter, plus
a protective barrier formed by dozens of 'Magician' level mages. The next day, Prince Luna and his guards were found dead under mysterious circumstances.
An examination revealed they had suffered a powerful magical attack. Not to mention that even a Grand Magus
couldn't easily pass through the outer barrier, Prince Luna was accompanied by several Magician level mages; they were killed
without any resistance. It's impossible for anyone to do that.

" "So, war broke out?" I continued to ask. Fett nodded and said, "Because Prince Luna
was very likely to become the Crown Prince of the Lanfeng Empire, after this happened, any explanation we give is
futile, and war was inevitable. Undoubtedly, this is a conspiracy against the Kingdom of Jessie,
but we can't find a single clue."

I never imagined there was such a complicated story behind this. Fett had no reason to lie to me; I believed him
. From any perspective, it was absolutely unwise for the Kingdom of Jesesse to provoke the powerful Lanfeng Empire
. If the Lanfeng Empire hadn't been at war with the Gas Empire in the south over mineral resources,
the Kingdom of Jesesse would have been in grave danger long ago. One possibility I could think of was that an internal power struggle within the Lanfeng Empire
led to this conspiracy, but that wouldn't explain many things, as starting a war was never
a wise move.

"Let's go. I'll treat you to drinks next time." Fett suggested leaving, and I naturally had no objection.
As we parted, Fett smiled and said, "Will, I'll come back to challenge you again. Whoever loses buys the other
drinks , how about it?

" "Deal!" I laughed and gave him a high five, and then we parted ways.

For the next two days, I spent all my time in the library, earning a new nickname for my frequent absences:
"The King of Skipping Classes." I also visited the fifth floor of the library. It was almost empty, with only three bookshelves, each
sparsely filled with a few books—all books on forbidden spells. Each of these forbidden spells, if unleashed
, would be enough to cause devastating destruction to a city. However, I discovered that even a Grand Magister
might not be able to cast these forbidden spells, as they required an immense amount of magic power.

Another matter was that Dean Dante had abandoned his plan to take Melina as his apprentice, and instead, at Yalan's
suggestion , intended to hire her as an instructor at the academy. Melina and I both thought this was a good
idea. Of course, before that, Melina would need to spend some time familiarizing herself with the academy's affairs with Yalan, and
also spend time learning magic from Dean Dante. Sometimes, she would
also bring the six elves—Nilos, Luvia, Sisty, and others—to study with Dean Dante. I also borrowed some magic books from the library for
Nilos and the others to study.

The only thing that surprised me was that, since the "Shadow" incident, nothing strange had happened
. But I knew what this meant—the enemy's plot was brewing. However, I didn't care. I
'd deal with whatever came my way; there was nothing to worry about. Since you weren't coming to see me, I was happy to have a couple of days of peace and quiet.

Coming down from the library, I was about to go eat when I caught sight of Celia, whom I hadn't seen for several days, packing her things and
handing her work to another student. Because of classes, Celia
wasn't the only student working in the library; everyone assigned tasks according to their free time. So, although I'd been spending
every day , I hadn't run into

Celia. Celia… At the library entrance, I called out to her.

"Vell, it's you? Honestly, why aren't you even coming to class?" Celia
said with a slightly reproachful tone. "Are you afraid of seeing Professor Yalan?"

"Yeah, if I went to class, the boys in the class would kill me." I
said .

"You have the nerve to say that, doing something like that." Celia's tone was slightly reproachful.

"Um...that was purely an accident...I didn't expect that to happen..." I said, scratching my head
with an awkward smile.

"Well...have you run into any trouble these past few days...I mean, about Abel..."
Celia asked softly.

"I have had some trouble, and it'll probably come back. But since things have already turned out this way, there's no point in saying
anything I said nonchalantly. "However, thank you for your concern anyway."

Celia's pretty face flushed slightly as she said, "I heard from Sister Fanny that Abel always bullies us
commoner students, but he's very strong, and he's the son of the powerful prime minister, so many people
dare not speak out against him . After this incident, many students admire you, but they're also worried about you. His father
, Marquis Martin, won't let you off the hook, so you have to be careful."

"Don't worry, Celia, I'll be fine. I knew who he was before I even fought him.
If I were afraid, I wouldn't have fought him." I smiled and said, "Celia, would you like me to treat you
to a meal?

Do you still have any money? Weren't you just fined 100,000 gold coins by the dean?" Celia asked with concern, "To be
honest, the dean's punishment was too harsh. Deducting 1,000 credits was already excessive, and then he fined you another 100,000
gold coins. Are you really a commoner student?" "

I am a true commoner. I used to be a wandering magician, but I just made
a fortune by accident." I explained with a smile, then glanced at her and continued,
" I know you and Fanny are having a tough time, and I really want to help you, but I know you definitely
won't accept my money. So if you need money, you can borrow from me, is that alright
?"

Celia whispered, "Will, I'm really grateful, but we're not short of money right now."

I nodded sadly, "I expected you to say that. You and Fanny are both strong-willed girls."

"Will, are you unhappy?" Celia asked softly, noticing my displeasure. "

No, I just remembered how many commoner students can't even get into the academy, it's such a pity,"
I sighed.

"Yes, the tuition is too high; not many commoner students can afford it,"
Celia echoed, deeply agreeing.

"But you might not believe it, Celia, even with such high tuition fees, the academy's income and expenditure are still unbalanced.
The academy's deficit this month is projected to reach tens of thousands of gold coins." I inadvertently revealed the academy's financial situation.

"Vell, how did you know?" Celia stopped and looked at me, clearly surprised.
She probably thought the academy was intentionally charging such high tuition fees to deliberately
exclude .

"Of course, the headmaster told me. Did you think the headmaster would fine me 100,000 gold coins for no reason?" I patiently explained to Celia. " He's also
in a poor financial situation. I don't know how he found out about me, so he deliberately fined me so much." " I said, why would the headmaster be so heartless as to fine you so much? It turns out it's to increase the academy's revenue by using your forced kiss with Instructor Yalan. I thought the academy was deliberately raising tuition fees to exclude commoners. " Celia suddenly understood. " At first, I had that thought too, but later I learned that the academy's founder, 'Grand Magister' Tianxing..." Dante was of commoner origin, and he even made a will instructing his successor that the academy must never fall into the control of nobles. Therefore, for hundreds of years, Tianxing Magic and Martial Arts Academy has relied on student tuition fees to maintain its normal operation ; the high tuition fees are a necessary measure. I further explained to Celia. "So Dean Dante has it tough. I thought his position was easy," Celia sighed. "So, tuition fees might increase in the future, which will further reduce the number of commoner students. This year, there are already very few commoner students in our freshman class, only a few dozen, less than five percent. If this continues, the situation will be even more dire." "No, Celia, I assure you, this will absolutely not happen. Starting next year, the number of commoner students will increase. And the proportion of commoner students will rise further. Not only that, the living conditions of commoner students will also improve," I assured Celia confidently. " Vell, how can you be so sure?" "Vill," Celia asked suspiciously, "I've heard from my classmates that they often see you in the 'Dean's Office.' And what about your relationship with Dean Dante... I'm sorry, Celia, I can't tell you about my relationship with Dean Dante right now. You'll find out later. What I told you earlier wasn't just talk. You'll believe me when the new students enroll next year." That's the only way I could explain to Celia. " Vill, who are you anyway? I'm getting more and more confused about you," Celia shook her head. " Anyway, when your child enters the academy twenty years from now, he'll definitely read my name in the academy's history . Then you can tell him, 'My child, your mother was his classmate...'" I teased Celia with a smile. Celia blushed and said coquettishly, "What? My child? Will, I'm asking you, you don't already have a child, do you?" " Celia, why do you ask that?" I asked her back with a grin. "Alright, stop playing dumb with me. You told me and Sister Fanny yourself last time that you, Mel , and Lilia are already married, right? Last time, Sister Fanny and I thought you were joking, but then the whole academy started whispering about your relationship with Miss Mel and the others. I even saw their wedding rings with my own eyes, so I know what you told us last time was true." Celia blushed and whispered, "To be honest, Will, you really are quite the playboy." "Yeah, so you'd better watch out, watch out for me... hehe..." I joked with her with a laugh. "Hehe, you're the Big Bad Wolf, I'm not Little Red Riding Hood." Celia said shyly. " That's not necessarily true. How do you know I'm not using a 'long line to catch a big fish' strategy with you right now? At least you have a little bit of a crush on me now, right? That means my first step was successful. Next is the second step... the third step... hehe... by the time you realize it, you won't be able to run away. " I said with a wicked grin. "Vell, your smile is really evil, don't look at me like that." Celia said irritably, "Do you remember what you said to Princess Fiana last time? If you're interested in me, then you're really quite ill ." " Celia, you don't understand. Even a person gets tired of eating too much rich food sometimes, and occasionally needs some vegetables ." I said to Celia with my wicked grin. "Heh...you call me vegetables...that's funny..." Celia pointed to her little nose.

Laughing uncontrollably: "Will... your analogy is hilarious... you've made Miss Mel and the others out
to be all over the place... I wonder what they'd think if they heard that...

you lecherous scoundrel, deceiving innocent girls again!" I recognized the voice immediately; who else could it be
but that vengeful Xue Ni'er? I turned my head, and there she was! But
she was alone; Princess Lapis, who was always by her side, wasn't there. "

Senior Xue Ni'er, hello, my name is Celia, I'm Will's classmate." Celia greeted
Xue Ni'er politely. " Little

sister Celia, hello, don't be fooled by this guy, he's full of sweet talk, he's
deceived countless girls' hearts." Xue Ni'er pulled Celia to her side, as if afraid Celia would be
deceived by me. Honestly, why did this guy have to meddle?

"Uh, Miss Xue Nier, this is my private matter, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with you,
since I don't remember ever winning your heart." I joked with her, a small act of
revenge.

"You...you awful..." Xue Nier blushed with anger: "I was just concerned about junior sister Xiliya, to prevent her
from being deceived by you." "

Miss Xue Nier, if you have time, you might as well take better care of yourself, lest you end up
unable to get married." "Hmph, going against me? Let me tease you first." Xiliya found it amusing and couldn't help but
burst out laughing. "

You...I..." Xue Nier jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "If I
wanted, my suitors could line up from the capital to the 'Elf Forest'!"

"Wow, each one of them could spit on me and drown me, that's terrifying!" I pretended to faint,
making both girls laugh. Xue Nier suppressed a laugh and said "fiercely": "Now you know how powerful I am, right? If you
dare to mess with me, I'll make sure you die a horrible death...hehe..." She couldn't help but giggle at the end
.

"I'm scared..." I stuck out my tongue and elegantly gestured "please": "Would
you be so kind as to invite Miss Xue Nier to lunch?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll ruin your 'good deed'?" Xue Nier looked at me and Xiliya mischievously with a wicked
grin , making Xiliya blush and feel very embarrassed. This girl, she's really something else.

"Oh, then Xiliya and I will go eat." I wasn't exactly a pushover either, so I pulled Xiliya away, leaving
Xue Nier standing there: "Uh, I haven't said I'm not going yet, wait for me." Xue Nier came running
up, panting.

"Miss Xue Nier, a gentleman should have the virtue of helping others achieve their goals, why did you change your mind again?" I asked with
a smile .

Xue Ni'er blushed and said unreasonably, "I can't just stand by and watch my little sister, Xilia,
get into trouble , so I've decided to accept your invitation.

" Xilia, who was listening nearby, found it amusing and giggled, "Senior, I think you're like a clay bodhisattva crossing the river—barely able to save
yourself !

" "Pah, you're helping him annoy me too!" Xue Ni'er was so angry that she was about to hit Xilia, but Xilia giggled and ran away.

"Sister Fanny..." Xilia suddenly saw Fanny walking over from that direction and stopped
. Xue Ni'er, who was chasing after her, also stopped. "

Xilia, Will, it's you two. Oh, this must be Miss Xue Ni'er. I've heard of you."
It seems Xue Ni'er's reputation is quite high; Fanny knew Xue Ni'er's name without us introducing her. "

Just call me Xue Ni'er." Xue Ni'er smiled and said, "We're just about to have lunch. Let's go together; it's
the big lecher's treat." This little girl, I'm really defeated by her.

With a soft "pfft," Fanny chuckled and glanced at me, saying, "Alright, let's rip him
off! It'll be good for Professor Yalan." Fanny also teased me with a laugh, "Really, it's all that Xue Ni'er's fault,
always finding fault with me."

Celia, also stirred up, laughed and said, "Fanny, that's a good suggestion. Looks like we need to
invite a few more people to eat together."

Xue Ni'er clapped her hands, "Great! Why didn't I think of that?" Faced with this situation, I could only smile wryly and
remain silent. Xue Ni'er said sweetly, "Will, you're not that stingy, are you?"

"No, of course not." I wasn't worried about the money, but rather about what would happen later.
I had already noticed quite a few students pointing and whispering, and I could occasionally hear
the name "Xue Ni'er" on their lips. It seemed Xue Ni'er was quite popular. But with her personality,
if I were to actually marry her, I wondered if it would be a blessing or a curse.

I glanced at the three girls beside me; they were excitedly whispering something, occasionally letting out giggles
. I noticed the envious glances from the boys around us, mostly filled with jealousy.
If looks could kill, I'd be riddled with holes by now. Students came and went in the cafeteria
, a constant stream of activity; it seemed to be peak time. Thinking this,
I walked into the cafeteria with the three girls.

"Will…" A voice suddenly called from behind. We turned around together, and Xue Nier exclaimed
, "Princess… Claire… how come you're together…" Actually, it wasn't just Claire and Princess
Lapis there was another girl with them, who looked a bit older than Princess Lapis.
The girl had flowing long hair, snow-white skin, and a beautiful, delicate appearance—a stunning beauty. Good heavens, my heart
was pounding again. Luckily, no one could tell, or I'd be incredibly embarrassed. While I was observing the girl,
Claire and the other two had already walked up to us.

Claire pointed at the girl and said, "This is Senior Biffel, a third-year student, a friend I just met."
Then, pointing at me, she added, "This guy needs no introduction, right? He's the school's biggest pervert, Will."
Seriously , what's with this? Giving me no face in front of strangers like this? Just wait until we get back, I'll deal with you.

"Will, hello." Biffel greeted me with a big smile, though I could tell she was trying hard to
hold back her laughter.

"Senior Biffel, Princess Lapis, hello." I
greeted while glaring at Claire, who had actually made a face at me without a care in the world.
I'm really exasperated by her; maybe I spoil her too much. The girls quickly exchanged names and
greetings .

"Will, are you going to lunch?" Claire, without waiting for my answer, turned to Princess Lapis and said
, "Shouldn't we eat too?" This girl, she's clearly here to eat, but she's deliberately putting on airs,
obviously wanting me to personally invite her. Lapis and Bifiel obviously knew Claire was just being coy, and looked at
us both with amusement.

"Princess Lapis, Senior Bifiel, would you have the honor of inviting you two ladies to lunch?" I
said with a smile to Lapis and Bifiel.

Bifiel and Lapis exchanged glances, and Bifiel smiled and said, "Of course we
wouldn't refuse a free lunch, but why didn't you invite Claire?"

"Claire? No need to invite her. Even if I don't invite her, she'll shamelessly come and freeload." I said
irritably , just to tease Claire a little, but the little girl seemed indifferent,
still smiling.

"Claire, aren't you angry?" Bifiel was clearly unaware of the relationship between Claire and me, and
was somewhat confused by our unusual attitude.

"Senior Biffel, let's go, let's ignore those two." Shirley pulled Biffel and
Lapis towards the cafeteria. Biffel asked softly, "Why are they acting so strange?
Claire didn't even get angry at what Will said.

" Lapis giggled, "Senior Biffel, this is their business, why should
we worry about it?"

"Oh… I see…" Biffel blushed and said shyly, "I'm so
oblivious , no wonder Claire said that about Will."

Shirley asked mischievously, "Senior, you must not have a boyfriend yet, right?"

"Um… how did you know?" Biffel blushed even more; Shirley had clearly guessed right.

"Well, if I had experience, I would have figured out the relationship between Claire and Will long ago,"
Shirley said with a smile.

"So, you must have a boyfriend?" Biffel naturally countered with
a question, unexpectedly making Xue Ni'er blush deeply: "This... I don't have any either..."

Lapis giggled, "You'll have some soon..." She winked at Biffel, who
nodded knowingly. Xue Ni'er pouted, "Princess, what are you saying?

Do you really want me to say it?" Lapis looked at Xue Ni'er with a smile. "

I'm not talking to you anymore." Xue Ni'er was clearly guilty, her face flushed red as she pouted and walked ahead.
Lapis and Biffel quickly followed, followed by me, Claire, Celia, and Fanny.

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Having occupied a corner of the dining hall, Xue Ni'er and Claire started ordering. They
weren't shy , ordering a whole bunch of expensive dishes. I could see the dining hall owner's mouth was practically twisted with a grin. Seeing
how much food they had ordered, Fanny asked, "Are we going to finish all this?"

Claire smiled and said, "And there's Mel and Lilia. I've already asked Dalanie to inform them."
Oh, how could I forget about Dalanie? She's been following Claire or Melina these past few days. It seems
Claire must have already asked Dalanie to inform Mel and the others before even telling me. That little brat,
she tricked me again.

Hmph, what does a commoner know about food and drink? Some nobleman, oblivious to the danger, muttered
, his words harsh but clearly lacking in conviction. Though his voice wasn't loud, it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.
Lapis , Claire, Shirley, and Bifiel immediately turned pale, while Celia and Fanny were even more
furious. As commoners, they must have suffered this kind of humiliation countless times.

Claire and Shirley were about to explode, but I stopped them with a look. After the nobleman finished speaking, seeing that we
had no reaction, he became smug and picked up a glass of wine, about to take a few sips. Suddenly, with
a "clang," the wine glass in his hand was pierced through by a chopstick. Incredibly, the glass didn't
break, and not a drop of wine spilled. The chopstick seemed to have been there all along,
entering through his fingers, passing through the glass, and exiting from the other side.

No one saw how I did it, or even if I had done anything at all,
not even Biffel and Shirley, who were sitting opposite me. Perhaps, one of my chopsticks simply disappeared
, and another grew out of the nobleman's glass. Of course, while this idea was very
tempting , no one was foolish enough to believe it. For a moment, one side of the cafeteria was completely silent, leaving the other side
bewildered, whispering among themselves.

"Oh dear, why are the cafeteria chopsticks so slippery? Ordinary bamboo chopsticks are much better, unlike
these gilded junk." "All that glitters is not gold; corruption lurks within." I said this with a double meaning, then added in a strange voice, "
So slippery! It's one thing if you bump into someone's glass, but what if you accidentally blind someone
? Wouldn't that be a tragedy for everyone?" A very funny joke, but unfortunately, no one laughed.

The nobleman who had spoken finally dared to breathe, but the moment he exhaled, he was so frightened that
he fell off his chair, shattering the glass in his hand. He tried to stand up but couldn't control his legs.
When his classmates helped him up, he wanted to say something harsh, but he couldn't open his mouth. I was sure
this guy didn't know I was Will Randy, the one who killed Abel Martin; otherwise, he
wouldn't dare be so presumptuous in front of me. Sure enough, one of the students who helped him whispered something in his ear, and
his face immediately changed drastically. He glanced at me in terror, then, in a disheveled state, was helped out of the cafeteria by several classmates
—or rather, dragged out by several classmates. Several of the more timid nobles nearby also secretly
slipped away, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

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