“I wonder… could I go as well?”
Wendy’s voice wasn’t loud, carrying a hint of perfectly timed innocence and curiosity, instantly shattering the suffocating pressure that had solidified in the Guest Hall.
Everyone’s eyes focused on him simultaneously.
In the eyes of Layana, Allison, Yekaterina, and Laxana, different emotions swirled: shock, scrutiny, delight, and a hidden trace of… Envy.
Not just them—even Astreia, who was holding Wendy, was slightly taken aback…
Wendy admitted that being a Fluffball for a yandere older sister and being kept by a wealthy woman felt like pure bliss.
But that didn’t mean he had truly given up thinking or had become a purebred doll.
Actually, from the moment Layana Klein and the other three entered the room, Wendy had sensed something was off about them.
Especially with Layana and Allison leading them; though they wore polite smiles, the tension and calculation deep within their eyes were far too familiar.
It was exactly like how he looked when he was plotting against others.
However, upon hearing he could go to the Central Academy to learn Magic, Wendy’s heart still couldn’t help but stir restlessly.
What man could refuse the temptation of conjuring a Fireball, using Blink, or casting lightning therapy?
Moreover, with his current weak combat power, if he encountered an opponent like that eerie White-robed Priestess from Sunset Fortress again, he’d be taken hostage and used to threaten Astreia in a heartbeat.
Relying on others for warmth and care was never as good as becoming stronger himself.
Becoming his Companion’s strongest support rather than her weakness—that was the Top-tier Fluffball’s Self-Cultivation!
The opportunity was right in front of him; he had to seize it!
“Yes! Of course you can!”
Layana Klein was the first to react.
Seeing Wendy so interested in going to the Central Academy, she was so excited she almost performed a backflip on the spot.
She pounded her chest with a resounding “thump” and gave a thumbs-up, promising profusely, “With me, the Dean of the Magic Division, personally recommending you, forget just learning Magic—I can directly grant you an honorary doctoral degree without any problem!”
She sounded like she was one step away from shouting, “Student, want to sign up for a card? Sign up now and get a full set of Magic textbooks and a Newbie Gift Pack!”
Wendy ignored her enthusiastic sales pitch and instead looked up at Astreia with a gaze filled with both anticipation and a touch of nervousness.
If he was going to act, he had to go all the way.
His current persona was that of a well-behaved little pet who would “never say no when the Master says yes.”
For a major decision like where to go, he naturally had to defer to his Master’s wishes.
“You… really want to learn Magic?”
Astreia felt the Prince’s gaze.
Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and the gray-purple vortexes in her pupils seemed to spin faster.
An invisible pressure descended once again.
Warning bells immediately rang in Wendy’s mind, yet his face showed just the right amount of frightened grievance.
“It’s not that I want to that much… I’m just a little curious.”
He shook his head gently, subconsciously shrinking back into Astreia’s chest.
His voice was so low only the two of them could hear it.
“Besides… you’re so powerful now, almost invincible. But I’m too weak. I’ll only become your weakness…”
At this point, the Prince’s voice carried a hint of trembling and lingering fear.
“Just like that time at Sunset Fortress… if you hadn’t arrived in time, I—”
He didn’t continue, but the fear and helplessness represented by his unfinished words carried more weight than any verbal explanation.
Astreia’s arm around the Prince tightened involuntarily.
The scene of that White-robed Priestess at Sunset Fortress using Wendy to threaten her was a thorn in her heart that she couldn’t pull out.
That was the first time she had clearly felt the terror of potentially losing her beloved forever.
Wendy felt the tightening grip and knew the fish had taken the bait.
He pressed his advantage, using a voice that was almost a murmur of infinite attachment as he rubbed his small head against her fragrant softness.
“So… I want to become a bit stronger, even if only a little bit. I want to… be worthy of you… At the very, very least, I can’t be a burden to you anymore…”
This foreign speech, like a warm current, was precisely injected into Astreia’s heart, which was wrapped in pathological Possessiveness.
Indeed.
He is my thing.
How could my thing become a tool for others to threaten me?
My possession should be perfect and powerful—at the very least, he shouldn’t be a vase that shatters at the slightest touch!
With that thought, the suffocating pressure surrounding Astreia receded like a tide.
The gray-purple vortexes in her eyes slowly calmed, returning to a clear emerald green, though the Possessiveness deep within her gaze only grew more profound.
“You’re right.”
A smile of infinite indulgence and approval curved the corners of Astreia’s lips.
“My man indeed shouldn’t be that weak.”
She gently patted Wendy’s back, then raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the four women across from her, each harboring their own ulterior motives.
“I accept Dean Layana’s proposal.”
“However, I have one condition.”
“Wendy will go with me. All his expenses and course schedules must follow the highest standards. I want him to become the most outstanding Mage in the shortest amount of time.”
Hearing this, the quartet across from her had varying expressions.
Little Queen Yekaterina looked at the man in her Elder Sister’s arms.
With just a few light words of “fawning,” he had completely taken control of the situation.
Her heart was a swirl of complex emotions.
She had previously thought Wendy was pitiful—a Toy forcibly imprisoned by a Witch.
But looking at it now… how was he a Toy?
He was clearly a demon who toyed with people’s hearts!
Meanwhile, Laxana struggled to keep her lips from curling upward, her heart drumming wildly in her chest.
He’s coming! He’s coming to the Central Academy!
Mother’s plan was a success!
Soon, very soon, she would have the chance to “rescue” this man from Astreia’s demonic clutches and let him experience what a true gentle paradise was like!
Allison secretly breathed a sigh of relief and bowed slightly to Astreia, signaling her submission.
Plan Success. The crisis of Valoran was temporarily averted.
At the same time, she took a deep look at Wendy.
This man was even more dangerous than she had imagined.
Only the Headmistress was grinning like a two-hundred-pound child.
To her eyes, Wendy was currently even more pleasing to look at than her own daughter.
“No problem! No problem at all!”
The Headmistress agreed immediately.
“I guarantee that once he graduates from our Academy, Prince Wendy will definitely become a Mage God who can conjure a Forbidden Spell with one hand!”
Not only had she secured the “research material,” but she also got an equally interesting “Toy boy” as a bonus!
Double the research, double the joy!
However, Wendy didn’t look at the colorful expressions of those four women.
The moment Astreia announced her decision, he simply leaned forward of his own accord and pressed a gentle kiss onto the Witch’s cheek, smiling.
“Thank you, my Master…”