Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 54

Chapter 54: Framework

Princess Celis Vattel’s popularity among the first-year students was incredibly high; every speech she gave ended with thunderous applause. Deisha, sitting beside the Vice-Principal, thought that this was originally what the Heim family’s little lolita—who ranked first in the entrance exam—deserved, yet she had pushed away this opportunity to showcase herself.

Yin Shaoqing hated such troublesome occasions; she believed that time would be better spent sleeping at home. To her, facing classmates she might not even remember in the future was far less appealing than facing her familiar. At the very least, the old man strolling at the gate could perform fire-breathing tricks. Among her peers, there were too many petty schemes and hidden agendas, which were simply irritating.

After Celis finished her speech, Nonat, as the captain of the guard, began his supplementary briefing. He needed to educate the freshmen on the rules of the academy. When he reached Academy Rule No. 372—“No releasing familiars privately to harm others”—he looked directly at Yin Shaoqing.

The noble elven prince, gentle and polite yet hiding needles in his words, said: “For instance, regarding this student here, your familiar needs to be retracted. The academy’s laws do not allow the private release of familiars.”

Although logically Nonat did not want to provoke the Heim family, he was willing to do so for Princess Celis. After all, this was a perfect opportunity to demonstrate his prestige and the strength of his authority.

This was truly a disaster out of the blue. Yin Shaoqing, unable to reason with her own half-demon, directed all her fury toward Nonat.

“The first rule of the Academy’s Ascension Laws: Highly intelligent familiars may accompany their masters to school with the approval of the Grade Director and the Principal, and have the right to participate in exams and advancement.”

The lolita, as exquisite as a porcelain doll, radiated a powerful aura, unceremoniously questioning their Director and Vice-Principal in front of all the first-year teachers and students. “Ladon is fully qualified to receive approval under this rule.”

The Vice-Principal sighed inwardly. She knew this little one from the Heim family wouldn’t attend school obediently. But what could she say? After all, she was right—Ladon, who could use tactical schemes to escape the pursuit of a Great Mage while out of control, was indeed very intelligent.

At a signal from the Vice-Principal’s eyes, Deisha nodded in agreement: “Little darling~ you can submit your application later; we will approve it~”

Regarding that child Ladon, Deisha felt it was a great pity. She had also been a kind and righteous female knight; she should have had a limitless future.

The attitude of Deisha and the Vice-Principal was as good as slapping Nonat’s face directly. Nonat had never suffered such an insult in his life. His eyes turned cold, hiding his dissatisfaction, as he questioned Deisha’s words: “Instructor Deisha, I believe the controllability of that familiar is extremely low. She should not be permitted to study at the academy as a student.”

A half-demon rated at Danger Level S and Controllability Level S was extremely dangerous. In fact, more than half of the teachers and students present wished Ladon would hurry up and rot in the abyss.

Deisha was surprised by Nonat’s public questioning, and even more surprised that the captain of the guard would make such a low-level mistake as to lose face. Calmness was a virtue engraved in the bones of the guard unit. If even those who guarded the academy lost their composure and became impulsive, what would the academy become?

Of course, the heir of the Heim family was clearly not as gentle or polite as Deisha.

“The second prince of the Alf family—are you questioning my Heim family’s ability to control demons?” The sign that the Tyrant of the Heim family was about to lose her temper was a bright smile appearing on her face. The sweeter she smiled, the more ruthless her strike.

Darkness was stirring. In places many had failed to notice, their shadows began to wriggle. A large-scale summoning spell—Demonic Shadows from the abyss that could devour flesh and blood. The lunatics of the Heim family loved using them to clean up corpses.

The cute lolita raised a hand to stroke her familiar’s collar, her smile gentle: “I really should give you a new batch of classmates.” This current group was far too noisy.

“Yin!” The Vice-Principal suddenly spoke to stop her.

The domain suppression of a Great Mage halted Yin Shaoqing’s summoning. It was only then that the students saw three Academy Guardian Elders standing behind the Vice-Principal. The Great Light Spell incinerated the emerging demonic shadows. Amidst the screams of the monsters, the Vice-Principal held her forehead and sighed. “Yin, since you have come to the academy, you must follow the academy’s rules.”

Ugh, how annoying~~

Yin Shaoqing pressed her tongue against the tip of her teeth. Out of respect for her old acquaintance, the Vice-Principal, she endured enough to say a few words. “Since you forced me to come here, don’t expect me to attend classes as obediently as a normal person.”

Yin Shaoqing detested being bound by rules and frameworks. She could restrain herself, but she wouldn’t allow others to reach into her territory and manage her. Every member of the Heim family had a very strong sense of boundaries. If they wanted to put a leash on a monster, they had to pay the price. If she was willing to follow those old geezers’ arrangements to enter this damned academy, they should give her enough freedom.

“Either I leave with Ladon, or I stay and personally make these people shut up.”

The Tyrant of the Heim family only had one way to make someone shut up: killing them. This was absolutely unacceptable. Deisha’s scalp felt numb; she was experiencing the fearsome reputation of the Heim Tyrant firsthand for the first time. If the Guardian Elders hadn’t stopped her, this little lolita really would have killed everyone.

In her obsidian eyes was a thick cruelty and a deep indifference that could swallow everything. It was a complete disregard for life. There was also a fatal attraction and suppression over magical creatures emanating from her. Deisha was already a high-level succubus who could freely enter the abyss, yet in front of this child, her back still felt cold.

The succubus’s wings stirred, wanting to break through her fake human skin, revert to her true form, and go to that girl’s side. Like Ladon, to submit to her, letting her gently yet dominantly place a collar on her.

“Deisha, calm down.” The succubus’s unconscious infatuation emitted a massive amount of allure. The students in the auditorium had unknowingly turned red in the face, their eyes glazing over, staring greedily and incessantly at Deisha’s seductive body.

“Ah!” Recovering herself, Deisha gasped. To think she had made such a low-level mistake? It truly shouldn’t have happened.

“Yin, as a good master, you shouldn’t spoil your familiar so much,” the Vice-Principal tried to reason with her. “Since you want everyone to accept your familiar, why not let her prove herself?”

“In the academy, grades are the greatest measure of whether a person is outstanding.”

That was the logic, but to Yin Shaoqing herself, she didn’t believe a dragon needed the recognition of a group of ants. However, she was a good master. Therefore, she would let her half-demon continue her unfinished courses and receive the honor she deserved. Furthermore, she would personally find out exactly who caused Ladon to turn into her current state.

Tugging at Ladon’s collar to pull her down, Yin Shaoqing saw herself reflected in those crimson eyes. She asked: “Which grade do you want to attend?”

If her familiar were willing, she could take this woman and jump directly to the sixth grade. Warner Academy grades one through three were for evaluating magic apprentices; grade four was for low-level mages, grade five for mid-level mages, and grade six for high-level mages. When someone became a Great Mage, they were qualified to become part of the Warner Academy faculty. After all, there weren’t many Great Mages on the entire continent.

What made people even more helpless was that among those fewer than twenty Great Mages, thirteen were Dark Great Mages of the Heim family. This was why the Holy Court, the Royal Family, and the Elves—the three ancient nobilities—had to join forces to force the Tyrant of the Heim family into Warner Academy.

“Get in touch with the Heim heir; it will be of great benefit to you. Of course, be careful never to anger her.” Before Yin Shaoqing’s enrollment, Celis and Nonat had both been cautioned by their respective patriarchs. They just couldn’t understand: what was there to gain by approaching a notorious dark mage? Was it to learn from her tyranny or to be stained by the blood she carried? It was truly loathsome.

Under the Vice-Principal’s firm stance, Nonat’s proposal came to nothing, and the crowd feared Yin Shaoqing even more. Just after the ceremony, as Nonat passed by Yin Shaoqing, he whispered: “You’ve changed.”

Clearly, he hadn’t yet grasped how terrifying the possessiveness of certain familiars could be.

Sharp claws shredded Nonat’s armor. When Ladon was still the captain of the guard, she disliked wearing such things. In her view, heavy armor didn’t bring her security; instead, it lowered her speed.

The scene of the former captain beating her former subordinate was far too interesting. Yin Shaoqing watched with great relish and had no intention of making Ladon stop. The guard unit knew that if Ladon hadn’t suddenly erupted with demonic blood, her position as captain would never have changed hands until she left the academy. Not only because no one could match her knightly virtues, but more importantly, her close-quarters skills and magic were incredibly powerful; no one in the guard unit could beat her.

And now, even though Ladon had lost her reason and fought entirely with demonic savagery, she was still grinding Nonat into the dust. This elven prince was not as outstanding as Yin Shaoqing had imagined.

Ladon’s speed was very fast. Her combat style was contradictory—savage yet magnificent and elegant; her former knightly etiquette was ingrained in her bones. This made her every movement appear powerful yet full of cool elegance. But one shouldn’t be fooled by this grace; Ladon’s punches hurt quite a lot.

Nonat was flipped to the ground by a punch, rolling twice just to barely dodge Ladon’s heavy stomp. He flipped to his feet, his usually composed and elegant expression beginning to crack. He had never been beaten so miserably before.

As a prince of the elves, each was equipped with a sacred bow gifted by the Elven King. Drawing the bowstring, Nature itself would imbue it with the most powerful arrows; a verdant long arrow, wrapped in wind blades, shot out directly.

The sense of danger made Ladon instinctively want to dodge, but behind her was her cute little master. The out-of-control beast suppressed its wild instincts, growling as it protected its treasure.

Crack, crack! Red lightning flickered on Ladon’s arms. As the hurricane swept in, a red lightning storm powerful enough to flip the entire auditorium collided with it violently!

BOOM—

The auditorium, which had a six-hundred-year history—meaning it had survived six eras—turned into gray ash amidst the wind and thunder.

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