Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 52

Chapter 52: The Collar

The continent of Narheim is a magical land filled with magic, where mages, elves, knights, and humans coexist. In the south of the continent lies a sea of forests, where the top magic academy of the entire land stands—Warner Academy.

Warner Academy is backed by three ancient noble families: the blessing of the Alf elven nobility from the north, the patronage of the Vattel royal family from the human east, and the protection of the Heim family of dark mages from the west. These three ancient nobilities hold significant positions on the continent, standing alongside the Mitgard Holy Court in the center to rule the entire land.

In the 300th Era of Narheim, the new enrollment cycle for Warner Academy began. Today happened to be the first day for the new students.

The Heim family, who owned a castle near the academy, was facing a major trial—waking their eldest young mistress.

“The morning grumpiness of a dark mage can pierce through the entire continent,” the Heim family members described their young mistress with such exaggeration. When the morning sunlight hit the gorgeous, thick curtains, it was tragically blocked outside; not a single ray slipped into that dark room.

The old butler, with giant ram horns on his head, lamented once again: was his young mistress truly a dark mage and not a vampire?

Whoosh… The heavy curtains were ruthlessly pulled open by him. The piercing sunlight forced a certain person huddled on the bed to open her eyes in dissatisfaction.

“Miss, it’s time for you to go to school.” The old butler summoned the maids, and a magnificent dress was half-pushed and half-pulled onto her body.

“Tsk.” Standing before the mirror, Yin Shaoqing frowned impatiently. Every time she saw this 1.5-meter-short height, she wanted to curse. D*mned bad luck, to have unboxed such a lolita shell.

“Oh, heavens.” Moved by the fact that today the Young Mistress didn’t blow up the entire room due to her morning temper, the old butler exaggeratedly wiped a tear from the corner of his eye with a handkerchief. He asked instinctively, “Miss, which type of magical beast shall we slay today?”

Yin Heimdall, a 1.5-meter-tall little lolita, was the most powerful dark mage the Heim family had produced in nearly five hundred years. However, this heir’s temper was extremely volatile, and her morning grumpiness lasted a very long time. To let her vent, many powerful magical beasts were kept in the manor for her to slaughter.

Yin Shaoqing, who had long since taken over the soul, lamented that if these people hadn’t spoiled the original owner so much, that idiot wouldn’t have arrogantly barged into the Demon Realm without knowing her limits. In the end, her soul was torn to shreds by demons, and her body was nearly destroyed.

“There is no need to continue such boring activities in the future.” Yin Shaoqing was not the original owner; she didn’t have a cruel inclination to mistreat others. In her view, people who couldn’t even control themselves were trash.

The old butler was astonished, but quickly regaining his composure, he replied with great relief: “Yes, Miss.” Having agreed, he predictably took out his handkerchief again to wipe those “Schrödinger’s tears.”

Truly touching. Since Miss returned from her three-year journey abroad, she has truly grown up, boohoo…

The old butler put away his handkerchief. In a place where Yin Shaoqing couldn’t see, a flash of blood-red light crossed his eyes. After all, regarding the young mistress who treated others with such bloody and cruel methods three years ago, the elders of the Heim family had already drafted a destruction plan. The Heim family was a noble mage family with a long history; its heir could not be a lunatic. That would disgrace its glory.

“Bamei, retract your transgression.” Even without turning around, Yin Shaoqing could clearly sense the disrespect revealed in the old butler’s demon pupils. The finger wearing the Ouroboros ring moved slightly, easily seizing Bamei’s vision.

“Your punishment is to walk in darkness for a month. Remember this lesson.”

Dressed in a black lace puff skirt with an exquisite and cute appearance, Yin Shaoqing uttered spine-chilling words. “If there is a next time, Bamei, you shall dig out your own eyes as a penalty.”

The original owner’s violent traits hadn’t failed to affect Yin Shaoqing; she was simply better at restraining herself.

“Thank you for your mercy, Miss.” The old butler bowed respectfully. To a demon, darkness was nothing, but being in darkness constantly would drive them mad. Ah~ such a cruel punishment~ Bamei exaggeratedly wiped his eyes. But, the Young Mistress has become quite a bit stronger~

No one in the Heim family was normal. Dark mages were once representatives of evil, but when Narheim was infested by demons, the three noble families and the Holy Court fought back the abyss demons together. Because of this military merit, dark mages were removed from the ranks of evil forces. However, the human nature of hating and fearing darkness remained unchanged.

Walking through the campus of Warner Academy, many people steered clear of her because of the Ouroboros ring symbolizing the Heim family, as if she were a predatory beast.

“Miss, do you truly not need us to follow?” The old butler led a troupe of maids behind Yin Shaoqing, looking pitiful and unwilling to let her abandon them.

“Enough, put away your tears.” Yin Shaoqing pressed her temples with a headache. Regarding such a drama-queen butler, she didn’t want to bring him along for a single second. “Everyone go back. From now on, do not appear without my command.” This wasn’t some ancient “First Princess” Mary Sue novel; what was the point of bringing a butler and maids into the campus?

Bamei felt extremely aggrieved. He endured it for a long time but couldn’t help but: “Ying~~”

Yin Shaoqing: “…Shut up, demon!”

“Yes, Miss!” Bamei, knowing when to quit, led the group and vanished instantly.

Yin Shaoqing breathed a sigh of relief. The drama queen was finally gone.

“Host, notice. The Female Lead appears 200 meters ahead,” the Fat Calico Cat materialized and squatted on Yin Shaoqing’s shoulder, reporting to her.

“Be precise. It should be ‘suspected’.”

Yin Shaoqing felt her luck in this world was terrible. Not only had she turned from her 1.8-meter tall self into a 1.5-meter lolita, but because the system dozed off during its upgrade, data was lost—meaning there was no exact information on the angst-trope female lead. Now, identifying her relied entirely on guesswork.

“Commonly speaking, the angst-trope female lead should be a very kind person. The second princess of the Vattel family is kind enough,” the cat spoke at length.

Alas, its host snorted in disdain: “The kind one isn’t necessarily the lead; she might just be a ‘Holy Mother’.” She figured Maria probably didn’t need a dark mage like her to save her.

“Tsk, Host, you can’t think like that,” the cat countered. “Time reveals a person’s heart. You should cast aside your distractions and interact with that Miss Celis Vattel. Maybe she’s the right one.”

While the person and the cat were chatting, they encountered Celis Vattel, who had been lingering in the same spot. That 1.6-meter tall princess, dressed in a white dress, noble, elegant, gentle, and kind, was surrounded by a group of people who seemed to be dissuading her.

“Celis, she’s too dangerous. We should just stay out of it.” Celis’s friend, Princess Kentya, held her hand to stop her from approaching the half-demon in the cage.

“I can’t, Kentya.” The gentle princess refused her friend’s kindness. She stepped forward, looking at the half-demon in the iron cage, her gaze pained. “She was once our senior. I cannot let her be caged like a demonic beast.”

Inside the giant iron cage was a tall woman with dual horns on her head and black scales covering the skin beneath her eyes. Now highly sensitive to height, a certain person saw at a glance that the half-demon was at least 1.9 meters tall. Her figure was superb, like a female knight of the Holy Court or a succubus from the abyss, but those crimson demon eyes ruined that beauty.

Violent and irrational, the half-demon lunged frantically against the iron cage. Her magic was suppressed by magic-sealing chains, leaving her to struggle like a trapped beast until her head was bloodied.

“A pity. Senior Ladon was once a gentle woman and a candidate knight for the Holy Court, but the blood of demonic beasts flows in her body,” someone lamented.

One who had once had a crush on Ladon expressed disgust: “Demonic beasts shouldn’t appear on the continent; the abyss is where they should rot. Miss Celis is truly too kind, actually wanting to save this filthy magical creature.”

The noise of the crowd gave Yin Shaoqing a headache. She simply leaned against a tree trunk, wanting to see what this kind representative of the freshmen, Princess Celis Vattel, would do.

“Everyone, please don’t say that.” Celis disagreed with them. She reached out her soft, white hand toward the trapped beast in the cage. Her eyes were curved and infinitely gentle, like sunlight falling on fluffy flowers, bright and warm.

“Are you willing to come with me, Senior Ladon?”

The irrational half-demon seemed awakened by this light. She reached out toward that warmth. Celis smiled at her, her smile full of encouragement, not fearing those sharp black nails would injure her.

The bewitched half-demon stared with her crimson demon eyes, unblinking, at the “monsters” outside the cage. Tear them apart, devour them, sever every monster that threatens her!

“Roar!” The half-demon roared, breaking the magic-sealing chains and clawing fiercely at Celis.

“Miss Celis, watch out!” everyone cried out.

As the freshman representative, Celis had entered Warner with the second-highest magic exam score. She calmly and quickly cast a spell; a pale gold light-attribute barrier appeared around her. Ladon’s fierce strike, laden with red lightning, landed solidly on the barrier.

Crack… A tiny fracture appeared on the shield.

The powerful sense of oppression and the threat brought by the half-demon silenced everyone who was about to praise Celis’s prowess.

“Behave!” The guards transporting the half-demon finally raised their ** and stabbed ruthlessly at Ladon’s back. Having only broken the chains but unable to open the cage, the half-demon had nowhere to run. Her crimson demon eyes truly reflected those spear blades flashing with cold light. They were about to plunge in—just waiting for blood to spray and the half-demon to be pierced through, left dying.

“Tsk…” An impatient light snort rang in everyone’s ears.

A crimson Ouroboros “swished” and coiled around the iron cage. The red snake opened its mouth and spat black flames that swallowed the two guards.

“AAAAHHH!!!” The guards screaming in the flames rolled and tumbled incessantly, as if dancing. Mhm, dancing in a blazing fire; this fits my aesthetic.

Yin Shaoqing let out a yawn, lazily watching the group scream in a scramble to find ways to extinguish the fire. Celis even used a waterfall-scale spell, attempting to put out the black flames under the admiring gazes of the first-year rookies.

“Heh…” Leaning against the tree, Yin Shaoqing cruelly licked her sharp teeth.

Flames from the abyss required holy water to be extinguished. To not even know that—this Princess Celis Vattel didn’t seem very bright.

“She’s only a freshman. Her light magic hasn’t been studied that far; isn’t it normal she can’t manifest holy water?” the cat glared at its host. Did she really think everyone was like her—a freak host who can use mid-tier summoning spells that only third-year archmages can perform while still a freshman? Besides, who other than a dark mage from the Heim family could summon the demonic fires of the abyss?

The half-demon, who didn’t feel the expected pain, growled in her throat while watching the two balls of fire. Demonic beasts are born from the abyss; while they love the abyss, they also fear it. The law of the jungle is the survival code of the abyss, and boundless darkness is its environment. Burned by the scorching light on Celis, the half-demon now felt a sense of kinship with the black flames. If she could, she even wanted to throw herself into the fire.

Thinking this, she reached out and touched the crimson demon snake coiled around the iron cage. The cold scales and the darkness from the snake’s soul-contract made Ladon linger. The giant snake had little interest in this half-demon; she couldn’t hurt it anyway, so if she wanted to touch its scales, she could. Yin Shaoqing’s contracted beast didn’t look fierce at all; instead, it was like an old man strolling at the gate, lazy and only wanting to sunbathe.

“Sigh…” The little lolita leaning against the tree sighed. It seemed she should contract another combat-oriented magical beast. After all, a dignified dark mage couldn’t personally step onto the field to fight others; that would be too degrading.

The two guards being incessantly burned screamed continuously, finally attracting the current captain of the guard unit, an elven prince—Nonat Alf. He was knowledgeable and possessed many treasures; upon seeing the black flames, he immediately took out holy water given by the Holy Court and poured it over the two men.

“Ugh… uh…” When the black flames were extinguished, the two men were revealed, looking externally uninjured but on the verge of death. Nonat knelt to check them, and his handsome face gradually took on a grave expression.

Celis, seeing this, her eyes flickering, asked painedly: “How are they? Are they okay?”

Nonat retracted his hand, stood up to look at the kind princess, and only shook his head after having his subordinates carry the men away for treatment. “Not good. Most of their souls were destroyed by the demonic fire. Though not fatal, they will likely remain in a state of idiocy from now on.”

“How can that be?” Celis covered her lips, unable to accept it, her eyes filled with sadness and self-blame. If only she were stronger, those two guards might not have suffered such pain.

“Celis, don’t be sad. This isn’t your fault.” Nonat was an extremely elegant and polite elven prince; his comfort left many women infatuated. Except for Celis herself and Yin Shaoqing under the tree.

Celis shook her head in self-blame and said firmly: “I will work harder.” She had to become strong to protect more people.

“I am sure you will.” Nonat greatly admired this kind and strong princess. He performed a knightly bow to the beautiful Celis and invited her: “Dear Miss Celis, the opening ceremony is about to begin. Please come to the auditorium with me to prepare.”

Nonat was the top student of the second year and needed to give a speech along with the freshman representative. Of course, he would speak as the captain of the academy guard.

Long before Nonat appeared, the crimson snake had vanished. Those infatuated with Nonat’s handsome face had long since ignored that detail.

“But, Senior Alf, what about Senior Ladon?” Celis couldn’t let go of her former idol. Senior Ladon was a human child adopted by a light mage in the Holy Court. She was originally the top student of the fourth year and the captain of the academy guard. With the glory of a knight and the charm of a mature woman combined, she had been a dazzling presence in the entire academy. Even Celis was captivated by her aura.

But it wasn’t until she suddenly erupted with demonic blood during her fifth-year promotion exam, nearly killing her opponent, that she fell to being an out-of-control half-demon. The teachers of the academy and the mages of the Holy Court tried many methods but couldn’t extract her demonic blood. Moreover, her reason had been controlled by the overbearing demonic lineage; the former Ladon was dead. What remained was only a loathsome half-demon, a blood-drinking, man-eating monster.

Disdain flashed in Nonat’s eyes. He didn’t even look at the lowly half-demon in the cage, only saying softly to Celis: “New guards will transport her to the Abyss Rift.” The teachers of Warner and the mages of the Holy Court were very merciful; considering Ladon’s past contributions to the academy, they were merely sending her back to the abyss to fend for herself rather than killing her directly.

“That may be so, but those demonic flames were spat out by a crimson demon snake. Senior Alf, you had better find the culprit as soon as possible.” Celis refused Nonat’s invitation again. She believed that finding the culprit who threatened others was more important than the freshman speech.

“Very well.” Despite being rejected multiple times, Nonat showed no impatience. He liked women like this—gentle yet powerful, with firm convictions. Only a noble princess was worthy of his status as an elven prince.

“No need to look.” A seductive woman arrived treading on waves, her red lips opening and closing temptingly. Her voice left half of one’s body numb. The first-year director, a transformed succubus, walked enchantingly under the tree and pulled out the hidden, cute little lolita.

“Little darling~ what are you doing hiding here instead of going to the auditorium~” The woman’s eyes were like silk, bewitching everyone around her until their faces turned red, staring at her longingly, wanting to pounce and pin her down on the spot.

“Tsk…” Yin Shaoqing disdainfully brushed off her hand, which radiated an alluring fragrance. If she didn’t know better, Yin Shaoqing would have wanted to ask her: Why are you wearing Pin Ru’s clothes?

“Oh my~ rejected~” The woman sadly covered her hit hand, pouting playfully.

Yin Shaoqing endured the nausea to avoid vomiting on her. She pointed at the iron cage and said unceremoniously: “I want that half-demon.”

“Well~ that won’t do~” The woman maliciously elongated her voice in refusal. “She is defined as an S-rank demonic beast; little darling, you can’t control her.” Without the sugary trill, the director, who originally came to catch the academy’s arsonist, began to educate this outstanding student. “Her power is greater than that of an average dark mage; you’ll suffer a backlash~”

Yin Shaoqing tilted her head to look at the half-demon, who was growling incessantly. The crimson demon eyes and the look of hating the light were very similar to her own. “She—I’m taking her.” The proud dark mage narrowed her obsidian-like eyes.

The sturdy magical iron cage was split open with a wave of Yin Shaoqing’s hand, and the trapped beast was completely released. The seductive woman’s expression changed—that was a magical cage crafted by high-level mages; this first-year magic apprentice could actually open it? No wonder the Vice-Principal told her to personally catch this person.

The half-demon, whose vision was a sea of blood, finally broke her shackles. She tore through the filth to find that one speck of darkness that made her feel at ease. Then, she bit down hard!

Performing the most standard knightly kneel, holding the person who made her feel most secure, she took the fiercest bite out of her neck.

The sensation of blood vessels being torn was not pleasant; the agonizing pain forced Yin Shaoqing to hold her head high. Blood soaked half of her clothes. If she weren’t a dark mage and hadn’t learned regeneration, she might have met her end in this half-demon’s mouth today.

A small palm wearing the crimson Ouroboros ring pressed down on Ladon’s messy hair. The stinging pain of the wound being licked and the sensation of blood being swallowed caused Yin Shaoqing to pant in endurance. Although the pain of being bitten in a fatal spot made her want to commit murder, seeing those blood-red eyes, brilliant as colored glaze, she forgave this reckless half-demon.

She even raised her other blood-stained hand to wrap around Ladon’s slender swan neck, enduring and saying softly: “Slow down…”

Surrounded by the aura of a dark mage, Ladon felt safe. She slowed her sucking, savoring the sweetness and the collar gradually tightening around her neck. Yin Shaoqing stroked the black collar on Ladon’s neck, her eyes narrowing with pleasure.

From this day on, this half-demon was her property.

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