“Dean Emil, please give me a chance to redeem myself!”
Felica spoke with eyes gleaming, her voice filled with restless anticipation.
As long as Dean Emil nodded…
She could use this excuse tonight to lock Lynn in a small dark room and let him claim her first night!
And then…
She would take the blood-stained sheets and flaunt them in front of Livia, staking her claim over Lynn once and for all!
At the mere thought, Felica’s heart began to race, her breathing growing ragged.
Watching Felica in this state, even someone as dense as Livia could guess that she was scheming something regarding Lynn again.
As if she would let her get away with it!
“If you leave it to Felica, she’ll definitely make a mess of things again.”
“Livia is the only reliable one here!”
With that, Livia crossed her arms over her chest and shot a disdainful glance at Felica.
Invisible sparks seemed to fly between the two once more.
Dean Emil watched the two of them start their rivalry again and slowly rubbed his throbbing temples.
“Since Assistant Professor Felica suggested it first, let her go,” Dean Emil said.
In his eyes, it didn’t matter who went.
As long as someone kept an eye on Lynn.
“As for Assistant Professor Livia, I’ll have to trouble you to fill in for some of Lynn’s daytime classes,” Dean Emil added.
As the Dean, he had to oversee all matters of the Magic Academy, large and small.
Under such circumstances, trying to teach Lynn continuously while ensuring his safety was simply too much for one person to handle.
Since the Witch Academy had sent two assistant professors over, he might as well put them to work.
It wasn’t like he had to pay them extra for it.
The moment she heard this, Livia froze for a second, her eyes lighting up immediately after.
Doesn’t this mean…
Master Lynn basically belongs to me during the day!
She, Livia, was a once-in-a-century Time-affinity Witch.
Which meant that if she wanted to, she could even freeze the time around Lynn…
And then, she and Master Lynn could act out those “time stop” scenarios in the classroom that only appeared in erotic novels.
She would make sure Felica could only watch from the side, unable to do a single thing!
At that thought, Livia suddenly felt that this arrangement wasn’t bad at all.
“Then it’s a happy agreement.”
Livia nodded, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.
After the two left the office, Dean Emil leaned back against his chair and exhaled a long sigh, as if trying to push all the exhaustion out of his body.
It was time for afternoon tea.
But before he could even begin to rest, the office door was knocked on again a moment later.
“What is it now?”
Dean Emil was starting to get annoyed.
He had a strange feeling that whenever he got involved with Lynn…
Bad luck followed in waves.
“Dean Emil!”
Lucy walked into the office looking panicked, immediately locking the door behind her.
“What’s the matter?”
Dean Emil frowned.
“I found this on the road!”
As Lucy spoke, she handed a gleaming iron nameplate to Dean Emil.
“This is…”
The moment he saw the metal plate, Dean Emil adjusted his monocle, his pupils shrinking slightly.
He knew clearly that this plate could only come from one place…
The Abyssal Order.
“Lynn, Lynn, what do you think about strawberry cake!”
Sophie and Lynn walked down the street.
Looking at the fruit on the stalls, Sophie felt a bit dazzled.
Before leaving the secret realm, Sophie had stopped Lynn, wanting him to help her taste the cake she was going to make.
Lynn thought about it and felt it was a reasonable request, so he agreed.
While Sophie could make it herself, if her skill was good enough to please even Lynn, then Livia would surely like it too, right?
Of course, she didn’t say the cake was for Livia.
After all, Lynn had always disagreed with her and Livia being together…
Sigh.
At that thought, Sophie let out a nearly imperceptible sigh.
“I think it should be pretty tasty,” Lynn said dismissively.
His attention wasn’t on Sophie at all right now.
He was staring thoughtfully at the panel in front of him.
After obtaining the Heart of Nibelung, Lynn followed the prompts from the panel to synthesize the “Purple Epic” grade Command Piece: “Last Wish.”
Synthesizing this piece yesterday had consumed most of his energy.
After hurriedly establishing a link between it and his slots, Lynn couldn’t withstand the wave of exhaustion and fell asleep early.
Now was the perfect time to check the attributes of the Command Piece.
[Last Wish]
[Rarity: Purple Epic]
[Rank: 1]
[Exclusive Skill: Myriad Falling Thunders]
[Myriad Falling Thunders: Gather and guide the power of lightning from the high heavens to deal a fatal blow to enemies.]
[Remarks: Watch out for static electricity.]
After reading the attributes carefully, Lynn nodded in satisfaction.
This way, his attacks wouldn’t be too one-dimensional.
A Rank 1 Purple Epic Command Piece was enough to deal with an average Rank 2 Mage.
Combined with the Rank 2 Orange Legend Command Piece “Heart of the Great Dragon,” Lynn could even trade blows with a Rank 3 Mage now.
In future battles, he could use “Last Wish” for attrition, and once the enemy was pushed to their limits, use “Heart of the Great Dragon” for a finishing blow.
“Oh, right, Lynn, try this!”
Sophie stuffed a freshly bought apple into Lynn’s mouth, interrupting his thoughts.
“Is it sweet? Is it sweet!”
Sophie asked with eyes full of expectation.
Lynn chewed twice, and in the next moment, a wave of sour bitterness rushed straight to his brain.
“It’s quite sweet…”
Looking at the expectation in Sophie’s eyes, Lynn decided to fabricate a white lie.
“Heehee, this lady’s eyes are pretty good, aren’t they?”
As Sophie spoke, she took an apple for herself and took a large bite.
“Ugh… so sour!”
“How could you lie to me!”
Sophie puffed her cheeks and punched Lynn’s shoulder, then put her hands on her hips and turned her head away.
“I’m ignoring you.”
Looking at the angry Sophie, Lynn felt a bit embarrassed.
But a moment later, Sophie remembered she still needed him to help taste the cake later!
After a moment of hesitation, Sophie said stutteringly, “Th… That, Lynn is an idiot. I won’t hold it against an idiot.”
With those words, Sophie stopped in front of a bakery.
“Wait for me here for a bit. I’m going in to borrow the oven to make a cake.”
“You absolutely cannot run away, do you hear me?”
Sophie frowned slightly, speaking very seriously.
“Yes, yes, go do your thing, My Lady. I won’t run…”
Lynn replied helplessly.
After Sophie went inside, Lynn slowly sat down on the bench outside.
The winter sun shone on Lynn’s body, warm and comfortable.
“Ha—”
Lynn let out a yawn.
He hadn’t rested well last night, and the sun was making him feel a bit drowsy.
Just as he was about to close his eyes for a nap, a dark figure slowly blocked the light in front of him.
Looking up, he saw Felica.
Her face was slightly flushed, and her breath felt hot as it brushed against Lynn’s face.
She gradually leaned against Lynn.
As if seeing the question in his eyes, she slowly extended a slender index finger and pressed it against his lips.
Then, Felica spoke softly, her breath like orchids: “Starting today, let me protect you…”
“You dummy, Lynn.”
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