The Imperial Princess wanting to take a position at the Royal Academy was usually met with little resistance.
For example, Hill Yu’s admission to the Royal Academy had gone without any ripples.
But this time, the Second Princess’s appointment came without so much as a whisper circulating within the academy.
Only today, suddenly, the entire academy issued a notice stating that the Empire’s Second Princess would be taking up a post, and all students were to attend.
With Willis Egbert’s reputation, it was only natural that a summons would be met with a hundred responses—but those responses were complaints.
The thought of this Evil Princess possibly becoming their teacher in the future made not a single student willing to attend her induction speech.
Plainly put: it was just disgusting! Detestable!
To the students, the Imperial Princess entering the Royal Academy was easy as flicking a finger.
So why bother attending?
Why put themselves through discomfort?
But the academy enforced attendance through tutors, so some obedient students had no choice but to show up.
At this moment, however, they all regretted not being the rebellious sort, disobeying their teachers just this once to escape that damn speech!
The area was heavily guarded, the Emperor himself was present, and numerous professors surrounded the hall—none dared utter a sound.
That grave and oppressive atmosphere sucked away all joy from seeing the Emperor, making the students wish they could run away immediately.
As Willis slowly stepped onto the stage, everyone caught a clear glimpse of the infamous Evil Princess’s face and collectively drew a sharp breath.
Exceptionally beautiful, perfectly embodying that old saying: a beauty like a venomous serpent!
The boys looked on with a touch of fascination, lamenting that such a beauty was wasted on a preference for women.
One whispered to his companion, “Is that really her?! I thought she was the new swordmaster… Didn’t expect she’s actually the Empire Princess.”
“Damn, we just badmouthed her earlier. Will we even see the sunrise tomorrow?”
The girls regarded her like a venomous snake, hiding their faces for fear of Willis seeing through their masks and entangling them in endless torment, leaving them wishing for death over life.
Yet Willis saw them all clearly and sneered coldly inside.
Those trying to conceal their faces were nothing but weaklings. Their shamelessness was truly astounding.
Even if Willis wanted to look, she wouldn’t waste her time searching among a crowd of mediocre beauties.
“Your Highness, please!”
Mark made a gesture of invitation.
That casual yet humble smile concealed a sharp blade and mockery, as if he was eagerly awaiting Willis’s embarrassment.
They had prepared the venue but given Willis no materials, even rushing her onto the stage in haste.
At the same time, the Light Magic Circle on the stage activated, and beams of light instantly enveloped Willis, making her the center of attention.
This was oddly similar to the modern technology on Blue Star!
Willis, feeling a touch of nostalgia, glanced around.
She hadn’t prepared any induction speech. No one handed her a script just now.
Being stared at by over a thousand pairs of eyes, it was impossible not to feel nervous or tremble.
But memories left by her previous self gave her the experience and courage to face these people. Taking a deep breath, Willis decided to speak spontaneously.
“Good afternoon, everyone. Many of you probably don’t know me yet. That’s right—I am Willis Egbert, the Second Princess of the Okam Empire!”
“And soon, I will become one of your teachers here!”
As soon as she said that, the students and teachers murmured softly.
“Quiet!”
Mark shouted from the edge of the stage, and the hall immediately fell silent.
Willis continued, “I’m sure many of you have questions… Why does the Empire Princess come to the Royal Academy to take a post? What is her purpose?”
The first sentence was ordinary enough, but Willis’s next words immediately tensed many teachers and professors.
No one dared make a sound; their eyes locked tightly on Willis, even Emperor Lubas squinted thoughtfully from his high seat.
But Willis’s following explanation shattered their expectations.
“No other reason! For my empire’s millennia of statecraft, for my empire’s millions of subjects, for my empire’s millennia of great enterprise!”
Though she was a woman, Willis’s words fell like thunder—passionate and resolute.
Had they not known what kind of person Willis was, that righteous expression might have almost convinced them.
At that moment, a young girl in the audience raised her hand. Before Mark could call on her, she stood on her own.
Willis was slightly surprised. Except for the stage lights, the rest of the hall was shrouded in darkness, but through the scattered light she could make out the girl’s features.
It was her!
Memories flooded Willis’s mind as she silently recalled the name.
Ofilia Laiensi!
The second daughter of the Laiensi family, at only sixteen years old, already hailed as a Genius Mage.
Her golden hair caught the eye even without shining light. The girl wore the academy uniform, graceful and ethereal, like a dream.
Her voice was pure and melodious, like mountain streams, clear as a tinkling bell.
Willis remembered clearly because this girl was not just a noble but an absolute beauty.
Aside from her somewhat lacking bust, everything else was unparalleled.
Skin delicate as a baby’s, enchanting voice, an appearance no flower or moon could outshine, and a stunning figure.
Beneath the noble and ladylike facade, those pleading eyes and the marks of past whipping stirred sympathy.
To this day, Willis still remembered vividly the night she had orchestrated this girl’s abduction—the way it had shaken her soul.
Of course, that was a good deed of her previous self.
Now, she bore full responsibility.
But as she pondered that shameful memory, it felt like reliving the violation all over again.
“Willis Egbert!”
Sure enough, the girl’s voice was filled with bitter hatred, as if she wanted to tear Willis apart.
Willis remembered that morning after waking, the beauty of Ofilia under the sunlight.
Yet she was no longer fragile from a night of madness, but full of resentment.
“How dare you! To call Her Highness by name so boldly!”
A soldier shouted angrily, but Emperor Lubas waved him down.
The girl seemed not to notice, and under the curious gazes of all the teachers and students, she spoke.
“May I ask, Your Highness, what do millennia of statecraft mean? What are millions of subjects? And what exactly is millennia of great enterprise!?”
This trap was set off by Ofilia. As a noble’s daughter, she naturally had intelligence briefings and knew the background behind this induction speech.
Now, she intended to unleash the bitterness of that night’s suffering here.
Even if it was only a fraction of the pain Willis had caused her!
If not for the restrictions here, Willis was sure she would have taken a punch to the face from this girl by now.
Willis took a deep breath, her gaze ironclad.
“Millennia of statecraft reside in millions of subjects, the wishes of those millions of subjects—that is the millennia of great enterprise of the Okam Empire!”
“Countless years ago, the Okam Empire ruled the world, reigning supreme over the Vistoria Continent. With pride and spirit, enemies bowed their heads, nations paid homage; even the stars in the sky dared not hide my glory!”
“Vast lands, a strong nation, and prosperous people—the empire’s command moved mountains and leveled rivers, filled deep seas, and at the direction of its people, beasts fled and Evil Gods were sealed!”
“What a brilliance it was, rivaling sun and moon, challenging mountains and rivers!”
“But what of today? The Okam Empire lies beneath the continent, though its land is still vast, its people are listless and its industries stagnant!”
“Dark currents surge beneath, factions stir trouble, watching from the sidelines, waiting for the fatal strike!”
Willis’s words rang loudly, awakening the hearts of those present, stirring a wave of passionate pride that made them instinctively recall the Ancestor’s Glory.
Their blood boiled; their eyes burned with fire!
Had these words not come from Willis, the entire audience would likely have stood and applauded with excitement.
Even the surrounding teachers and professors couldn’t help but murmur in admiration: “The name of the Princess is no empty title!”
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