Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 53

Chapter 53: Loosen Up a Bit

“It’s no wonder people fear dark mages~” Deisha, the first-year director who had witnessed this bloody scene, lamented.

A mage who does not fear death or darkness, who bathes in fresh blood and keeps company with demonic creatures—any normal person would feel terrified.

“Mm-hmm~” Yin Shaoqing raised an eyebrow, offering a non-committal response.

Ladon’s canines were exceptionally sharp; Yin Shaoqing was actually thankful she hadn’t bitten through her windpipe, or else treating it would have been quite a hassle.

“Host, what are you doing!!!” The Fat Calico Cat hiding in Yin Shaoqing’s soul bristled immediately. “Why did you let this half-demon bite you?!” It must have hurt so much!

“Why not?” Yin Shaoqing’s hand stroked Ladon’s head, roughly smoothing out her tangled hair. At the same time, she sent a mental message to the cat: “I did it because I felt like it.” When one is momentarily happy, there is no “why.”

Fat Calico Cat: “…” Fine, its host was likely a lunatic in this life.

Deisha looked at Ladon, who was incessantly licking the wound on Yin Shaoqing’s neck, and shook her head. “The opening ceremony is very important, so you’d better deal with your… contracted demonic beast~”

Since Ladon’s humanity had been suppressed by her demonic blood and she had been contracted as a familiar by Yin Shaoqing, there was no need to refer to her as a human anymore.

“Fine.” Hearing this, Yin Shaoqing tugged at Ladon’s collar, making her move her head away from her neck. The wound there had just undergone a process of healing and being bitten open several times; the pain was actually quite stimulating.

Yin Shaoqing narrowed her eyes, looking at the woman before her whose demonic eyes were filled with bloodlust and violence. “Quite a greedy fellow,” she remarked. Without enough blood, one really couldn’t keep her full. Tsk, is this girl really a half-demon and not a vampire?

Seeing that Yin Shaoqing had no intention of making Ladon leave, Deisha couldn’t help but blink, her full red lips parting slightly. “Little darling~ you’re not… taking her to the auditorium, are you?”

“Can’t I?” Yin Shaoqing raised a hand to her wound, pressed it twice, and when she removed her hand, the wound had completely healed. If half her clothes hadn’t been soaked in blood, one truly couldn’t tell she had suffered such a fatal injury.

“Her danger rating is S,” Deisha had to repeat herself. “And she’s out of control.” Deisha pressed a slender finger to Yin Shaoqing’s forehead and whispered seductively: “To be honest, little darling~ whether you can actually control her is still an unknown~”

“Is that so?” Yin Shaoqing didn’t move. She didn’t even need to lift a finger; a hand with sharp nails lunged like a lightning strike toward Deisha.

“Roar!” The half-demon, whose collar was still hooked in Yin Shaoqing’s hand, knelt beside her, launching a vicious attack at the finger Deisha used to touch Yin Shaoqing.

Startled, Deisha took a step back, dodging the danger zone. Although she was a high-level succubus, her charms were useless against lunatics and dark mages.

Of course, there was also Princess Celis Vattel, blessed by the light, and the elven prince Nonat Alf, blessed by nature, standing not far away.

“Don’t mind it; it was just an accident.” Yin Shaoqing satisfiedly released Ladon’s collar. In the department of protecting her master, this half-demon made her very pleased.

“Very well~” Deisha deflated. For this student whom the Vice-Principal held in high regard even before enrollment, Deisha was willing to relax some of the rules. “Then let’s go, students~ the ceremony is about to begin~” Deisha took the lead, bringing the group of children who had been lingering to the auditorium.

Celis, who had been watching Yin Shaoqing, bit her lip. She had met this heir of the Heim family; she was an extremely tyrannical child. Placing Senior Ladon with her made Celis uneasy.

“Let’s go, Celis.” Nonat easily saw through the worried princess’s thoughts. He leaned in and said to the princess, who was as noble as himself, “That is a dark mage of the Heim family; you had better not provoke her.”

The members of the Heim family were all lunatics. They were a pack of perverts who danced with demons.

“I know.” Celis looked at Ladon, who was clinging to Yin Shaoqing’s side, and said worriedly, “I’m just concerned that Senior Ladon will be mistreated.” Yin Heimdall was a notorious tyrant who always delighted in the slaughter and mistreatment of magical creatures. Celis did not trust her.

“Let’s go.” Using magic to clean the blood off herself, Yin Shaoqing crooked a finger, beckoning her half-demon to follow.

However, she completely failed to anticipate what a reckless, bold, and excessive half-demon she had contracted! The damn woman suddenly picked her up. Yin Shaoqing, finding herself swept into a scorching embrace with her feet off the ground, was utterly dazed. She stared blankly at her dangling feet, a wave of fury rising from her toes to her head.

She had never realized her short stature so clearly! Was being short her fault? It was clearly the fault of this half-demon—it was all her fault for being too tall!

“Pfft! Little darling~ hahaha, was this also part of your plan? Hahaha~” Deisha, who happened to turn back and see this scene, couldn’t help but laugh out loud. It was simply too cute, like a demonic dragon carrying a little rabbit. This contrast—tsk tsk tsk~

Having lost all face, Yin Shaoqing endured the bulging veins on her forehead and smiled. “This is an accident. You know, members of the Heim family are very possessive; my familiar has learned this very well.”

As the saying goes, “Birds of a feather flock together.” The Heim family loved to treat their contracted familiars as family. The bond between them was often much stronger than that between true blood relatives of the Heim family. And that unique possessiveness manifested as: Only I can tease or punish my familiar; others…

To be honest, as far as these proud ancient nobles were concerned, you simply weren’t worthy.

Well-versed in the foul tempers of the Heim mages, Deisha knew when to stop, merely covering her mouth and blinking. “Then let’s go~ little darling~”

“Alright, Ladon, is it?” Yin Shaoqing was always very tolerant of her familiars, especially when facing Ladon’s eyes that were like fire-glazed glass; she lost all her temper. “Put me down. I can walk by myself.”

The out-of-control half-demon couldn’t understand Yin Shaoqing’s meaning; she only knew her master seemed to dislike being held. In that case, what about carrying her on her shoulder?

The massive size difference worked in their favor here; Yin Shaoqing could sit steadily on Ladon’s shoulder. The half-demon with messy black hair used her powerful arm to steady her, preventing her from falling.

Looking at her short legs being that high off the ground—

Yin Shaoqing: “…” Sigh… fine, since she contracted the familiar herself, she had to spoil her even if it made her want to cry. How else had she spoiled a high-level abyssal demon snake into becoming a lazy old man strolling at the gate? It was all through such indulgence.

Celis, witnessing the whole process, silently clenched her fists. The senior she once admired had not only become the familiar of that tyrant but was even willing to let her sit on her shoulder. Celis felt only heartbreaking sadness. No, that wasn’t right—it was because she was too weak. If she were stronger, she could definitely snatch Senior Ladon back.

“Host, the Female Lead is looking at you,” the Fat Calico Cat, who had been watching Celis, reminded her. “Don’t you feel her burning gaze?”

“No.” Yin Shaoqing, held by the waist by Ladon, rolled her eyes irritably. She thought: What could be more burning than the hand on my waist?! She had originally thought this person would be a cold-blooded beast, but she was scorchingly hot. Heaven knows Yin Shaoqing’s body was extremely sensitive to heat…

The first-year students already seated in the auditorium finally welcomed the late-arriving protagonists. The beautiful and noble freshman representative, Princess Celis Vattel, and the handsome Prince Nonat Alf caused bursts of gasps and cheers the moment they entered. Someone even boldly praised: “They truly look so well-matched.” This made Nonat cast a satisfied look at that person.

Behind them followed dozens of students entering one after another; everyone’s eyes swept over them but continued to chase after the two at the front.

“They’re so popular,” one of the dozens of students said enviously. “I wish I could be like them, pursued by others.”

It wasn’t until Ladon, who had fallen far behind, arrived that the doors of the auditorium were about to close. This former captain of the guard unit, who once most strictly observed academy order, kicked the door open. Amidst a “boom” and the startled gazes of everyone, she walked in grandly, carrying her master.

Yin Shaoqing felt countless eyes land on them. But this time, it wasn’t cheers and excitement, but a deathly silence followed by terrified gasps. Ladon’s fearsome reputation was known even to the first-years who hadn’t enrolled yet, and with the previous incident of her turning demonic being so widely publicized, she was known to all.

As for the tyrant of the Heim family—everyone felt terror toward her. Who knew these two demons would now come together!

“Yin, control your familiar.” The Vice-Principal, seated in the front row of the auditorium, sighed helplessly. “Auditorium doors are not for kicking.”

Regarding this Vice-Principal, Yin Shaoqing had dealt with her many times during those three years of travel and was willing to give her some face. She merely shrugged. “Nothing I could do; I’m too short. Before I could open the door, Ladon had already kicked it open.”

This woman’s legs were so long, thin, and straight, yet they didn’t look gaunt or frail. They were the kind of white, smooth legs that looked healthy and made one want to touch or bite them.

Ladon, who couldn’t hear others, could only sense her master’s emotions; since her master wasn’t dissatisfied with her, what she did was right. The former candidate knight had discarded her knightly virtues as well.

This d*mned tyrant is defiling my senior. Celis thought painedly, truly hoping Senior Ladon could wait for her—wait until she grew strong enough to defeat that tyrant and rescue her.

“Alright, Yin, take your seat.” Knowing she wouldn’t gain much ground with this little lolita, the Vice-Principal simply let them go.

Enrollment at Warner Academy was very interesting; admissions were based on the number of seats in the auditorium, ensuring every seat was filled, no more and no less. But now, the half-demon who should have been cast into the abyss had been brought back by the Heim family lolita. For the first time, there was a shortage of seats in the auditorium.

The clingy half-demon, who had learned possessiveness from Yin Shaoqing, unceremoniously sat in the last empty seat and then pulled the little lolita on her shoulder into her embrace. The “tyrant” who had spoiled her familiar to the heavens endured the scorching temperature of the woman’s hug with a look of despair, and… wait, she couldn’t take it anymore!

“Don’t hold so tight.” Yin Shaoqing’s face turned red as she struggled forward. She truly found it hard to say… this person’s proud… ahem, a certain part was touching her!

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