Chapter 18: Battle

“This is bad, that damn heroine just showed up.”

Feeling speechless, Vellandelle instinctively shielded Rosasys behind her.

When Seleste noticed Rosasys behind Vellandelle, her eyes showed a hint of surprise.

However, she quickly adjusted her posture.

Although the scene before her was a bit different from her previous life, the end result—her obtaining the Authority—wasn’t much different.

Moreover, the presence of Vellandelle added a sense of freshness.

Though she couldn’t see Vellandelle’s full face, just looking at her gave her an indescribable charm.

After noticing the horns on Vellandelle’s head, Seleste naturally realized her identity as a Banshee.

Seleste wondered in her heart if Vellandelle was the true Banshee Princess.

Because in her previous life, when she later visited the Banshee Tribe, the tribe was already in decline, and she learned from within that the Queen of the Banshees had long since passed, but the descendants of the Queen still wandered outside.

The aura surrounding Vellandelle was completely different from any Banshee she had ever seen.

At this moment, Seleste felt as if she was witnessing the true allure of a Banshee.

“Sorry, I was rude. Perhaps I confused the young Miss Banshee? Please allow me to introduce myself.

Seleste Rosenthal, Princess of the Rosenthal Royal Family.”

Afterwards, Seleste introduced herself politely.

Although Seleste was behaving more normally, Vellandelle still remained wary.

Seeing Vellandelle’s guarded stance toward her, Seleste felt a bit bitter inside.

“Miss Seleste, forgive me for being blunt, but can’t you tell that Cake Lady doesn’t like you? You’ve already achieved your goal. You can leave now.”

After Gloria finished speaking, she stood in front of Vellandelle.

Though Gloria’s words were touching, excuse me, do you even know me right now?

Acting so familiar, giving me a nickname—Cake Lady—what are you talking about?

“Gloria…”

Seleste fell silent.

She hadn’t expected Gloria to stand between her and this young Miss Banshee.

Whether as a beautiful girl or as a mysterious Banshee, she very much wanted to befriend Vellandelle.

While hesitating, Seleste felt a pang in her chest.

Damn, she almost forgot—the power she just gained from Authority needed to be released, and now the situation might have changed, and there were hardly any people left when she came out.

So, she could only set her sights on Gloria.

Gloria was dressed in an elaborate red-and-white court gown, her red hair held up by ornate hairpins, her blood-red eyes occasionally glancing at Vellandelle behind her.

Seleste understood at a glance.

Oh, so this person had her eyes on the young Miss Banshee and wanted to use her to flirt?

As the Queen of the Harem, Seleste couldn’t help but laugh in anger.

Her former girlfriend trying to flirt with a girl she was interested in right in front of her?

The feeling was strange.

Well, it was just like in her previous life—Gloria was always troublesome.

Seleste had only one solution—beat her up and she’d behave.

Seleste’s deep brown hair rippled like waves, but a blazing light burst forth from her gray pupils.

Vellandelle pulled Rosasys back.

She understood that Seleste, having just obtained Authority, was about to unleash her power.

She retreated to where Eniya stood, joining her.

Honestly, with some strength now, she quite enjoyed watching a good show.

It looked like Seleste was about to attack Gloria—she definitely had to watch this ‘heroine beats heroine’ scene.

“Why do I feel like Miss Banshee, you’re taking pleasure in someone else’s misfortune?”

Eniya asked with a smile.

Her voice was soft and gentle, radiating a bright and pure aura.

“How could that be?

I just wanted to see the strength of these two.”

“Is that so…”

“But speaking of which, this trial is truly full of talents.

Just today, I’ve already met four freshmen stronger than me, including you.”

“Hello, I am Eniya Niev, Saintess of the Church.

May I have the honor of knowing you?”

Eniya extended her hand as she spoke.

She wore lace gloves, highlighting her elegance.

Her face was adorned with a gentle smile, as if she were a real angel.

“Vellanna.”

Although she felt it wasn’t necessary, she still played it safe and gave a false name.

Maybe her mother’s veil didn’t hide much, but at least it was some cover—she could at least disguise herself a little.

In truth, she rather regretted appearing before so many people so openly.

Now, the whole world probably knew the Banshee Princess was at Aurora Academy.

And she couldn’t turn back into Vellan anymore.

How troublesome.

Rosasys, following behind Vellandelle, was full of doubts, but seeing Vellandelle talking with Eniya, she had to suppress her confusion and clung to a sense of grievance.

She could only tightly grip Vellandelle’s delicate hand for a bit of comfort.

Looking at the fighting Seleste and Gloria, and then at Eniya beside Vellandelle, she suddenly felt a yearning for power.

“Earlier, did you want to tell me some Prophecy?”

“Yes, there is something I wish to discuss, but now I think this place isn’t suitable.

May I invite Miss Vellanna to talk again inside the Academy?”

“No problem.”

Vellandelle wondered whether, after changing clothes and removing the veil at school, Eniya would still recognize her.

How would she invite her then?

“Though I’d like to stay with you, I’m afraid I can’t.

Earlier, I gave all my Fragments to the friends who took care of me.

Now I need to go collect some more.”

“Alright, go ahead.

We’ll meet again.”

Vellandelle nodded.

Just as she thought Eniya was leaving, she suddenly felt a tickle on her palm.

Turning around, she found Eniya lifting her arm again.

“Forgive me.”

A faint smile lingered on Eniya’s face, then came a shocking scene—she kissed the back of Vellandelle’s hand.

“No… You can’t kiss Sister!”

At that moment, Rosasys didn’t care if the person before her was the Saintess.

She couldn’t hold back, quickly pulling Vellandelle’s other hand away.

Eniya’s lips parted from Vellandelle’s hand, her eyes flashing with a hint of regret.

“Eniya takes her leave.”

She turned away without a hint of shame.

Under the veil, Vellandelle’s face turned red.

She didn’t understand why Eniya kissed her—though it was just the back of her hand—maybe it was some kind of special etiquette.

“Sister, why are you reacting so strongly?

Maybe it’s just a friendly greeting from the Saintess.”

Only then did Vellandelle turn her gaze to Rosasys.

Her pink eyes kept darting away, and she lowered her head as always.

“I don’t want Sister to be kissed by others.”

“What do you mean by ‘not kissed by others’?”

Vellandelle asked with a half-smile.

“It means you can’t be kissed by others.”

Rosasys forced herself to continue.

Vellandelle smiled and rubbed her head.

She understood Rosasys’ feelings.

She could only think, as expected of a yuri world.

When she was considered a big brother, there were no such feelings.

But after becoming a girl, it was different.

“Alright, Sister understands.

But could you stand a little further away?

Sister still has to fight a bad woman.”

“Okay, I understand, Sister.

But you must beat the bad woman!”

With that, Rosasys looked ahead at Seleste, who was surrounded by blazing flames.

Since Sister called her a bad woman, she must not be a good person.

Listening to Vellandelle’s words, she backed up a bit more.

She easily adapted to the current Vellandelle, feeling an unexplainable joy in her heart.

Vellandelle also met Seleste’s aggressive gaze.

While they were chatting, Gloria had already been knocked unconscious.

But this couldn’t be blamed on Gloria, since Seleste’s current Sun Authority was the power of the Blood God, completely restraining her.

She didn’t expect her own Authority to match Seleste’s so closely.

“Seems Miss Banshee sensed my intense fighting spirit.

Can you tell me your name before we fight?”

“Vellanna.”

“Vellanna… what a beautiful name.”

Seleste’s lazy phoenix eyes curved.

Vellandelle couldn’t help but want to laugh—such a casually given false name sounded so pretty.

Seleste, you really are the King of the Sea.

“Miss Vellanna’s smile is even more beautiful.

If only I could see your face.”

The veil only covered her eyes and nose.

Seleste could see the changes in her mouth clearly.

“Heh, win and maybe I’ll tell you.”

“No problem.”

Seleste’s hair scattered, the deep brown locks brightening as searing flames ignited around her, forming three pairs of wings on her back.

A blazing majesty radiated from her, like the legendary Seraphim.

Though much of Vellandelle’s Moon Authority had been used up, she didn’t think she would lose to Seleste.

A clear radiance shimmered from her, clashing with Seleste’s light.

Cool moonlight circled Vellandelle, flecked with twinkling starlight.

“Sister, you must win!”

Behind her, Rosasys cheered for Vellandelle.