Chapter 204: The Young Lady Who Tried to Steal a Chicken

Inside the office, Aurelia fell into a complete, silent protest.

However, the other two deans clearly had no intention of sympathizing with the old woman’s feelings.

“Hahaha! Layana, you really are a genius! Why didn’t I think of that!”

Beota, the Dean of the Military Branch, laughed so hard he doubled over.

His palm, as large as a cattail leaf fan, came down with a sharp smack squarely on Layana’s plump, shapely rear.

the crisp sound echoed through the solemn, dignified office.

Wendy’s eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets.
Laxana’s mouth hung open in an “O” shape.

Even Astreia, who had been radiating a murderous aura just a moment ago, stood with her mouth slightly agape in disbelief.

The conduct of this Military Academy dean was far too reckless.

Layana’s body stiffened, and her enchanting violet eyes narrowed dangerously.

She slowly turned her head.

There were no angry curses or physical retaliation; she spoke only in a very light, soft tone.

“Beota, take your filthy hand off my butt.”

Every word carried a chill that made the back of one’s neck turn cold.

“…Haha, my hand slipped! It was a total accident!”

Beota withdrew his hand like a bolt of lightning.

His massive palm rubbed awkwardly against his shiny forehead as he let out two dry laughs.

He turned his head to the side, pretending to admire the scenery outside the window.

Layana snorted coldly.

She reached back to give the sore spot a firm rub before turning her gaze back to Astreia.

“Let’s go.”

She beckoned to the Princess.

“Follow me to the Magic Tower to complete your ‘Detention’ for the day.”

As the Dean said the word “Detention,” her red lips curled into a meaningful arc.

As she brushed past her daughter, Layana’s footsteps paused almost imperceptibly.

She quickly shot Laxana a look that only the mother and daughter could understand.

Laxana’s entire body trembled as she instantly grasped the hidden meaning.

Mother is taking Astreia away… for a full day of detention.

Does that mean…

Wendy will be all alone in the dormitory tonight?

‘I can have Wendy all to myself for an entire night?’

This thought was like a wildfire, instantly scorching through Miss Klein’s entire body.

Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, and her breathing became rapid.

Her violet eyes shimmered with a watery light, her heart fluttering uncontrollably.

Astreia didn’t understand what was happening, but she obediently walked to Layana’s side.

Before leaving, she looked back at Wendy, her emerald eyes filled with reluctance.

“Wendy, I…”

“Go on, be good. Write your reflection well.”

Wendy waved at her, a gentle and warm smile on his face.

Having received comfort and a promise from her beloved, Astreia finally left with Layana, satisfied.

Seeing that the show was over, Beota also swaggered away.

Before leaving, he didn’t forget to pat Aurelia’s desk, causing the Pure Gold Cross to wobble violently.

The old Dean’s back shook with rage as she watched them leave.

***

By the time this turmoil was fully over, the afternoon had quietly slipped away.

Wendy was escorted all the way back to the Military Branch classroom by Laxana.

The moment they entered, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze snapped toward Wendy in unison.

Everything that had transpired at the Duel Arena had already spread throughout the Academy through various channels.

Prince Wendy, in order to protect the dignity of his beloved, had not hesitated to confront the Makari Princess.

This eventually provoked the Great Princess of Valoran, Astreia, into a righteous fury, leading her to pummel her opponent into a pulp on the Duel Arena!

This story was even more exciting than the heroic epics sung by any Bard!

The underlings of the gang crowded around him, led by Athena, who still had bruises on her face.

Each of them wanted to ask questions but didn’t dare, their expressions filled with curiosity, worship, and a trace of inexplicable fear.

Finally, Wendy couldn’t take it anymore.

During the break between classes, he called the core members into a corner, cleared his throat, and began his “official explanation.”

“As you all saw, today’s events were purely an accident.”

The Prince’s face wore a perfectly calculated look of helplessness and melancholy.

“Her Highness Astreia, Miss Laxana, and I — the three of us grew up together. We are as close as siblings; our relationship is incredibly good.”

“Originally, I was planning to find an opportunity to take you all to dinner with the two ladies. I wanted everyone to get to know each other, build some connections, and look out for one another in the Academy.”

“Who could have guessed that Daphne would jump out of nowhere and ruin a perfectly good lunch.”

Wendy threw his hands up in a gesture of regret.

“It seems we’ll have to find another time. Now that Astreia is in detention, the dinner will have to be pushed back.”

His words were logical and airtight.

He had explained his close relationship with the two favored daughters of heaven, expressed his “boss” persona by showing he never forgot to help his underlings, and conveniently shifted all the blame onto Daphne, who was now nothing but a puddle of meat.

Upon hearing this, Athena and the others were struck by a sudden realization, followed by looks of deep emotion.

“So that’s how it is! Boss, you’re too good to us!”

“Exactly! It’s all that Donkey-Riding Princess’s fault! She deserved to die!”

“Don’t worry, Boss! In the future, if anyone dares to cause you trouble, they’ll have to step over our dead bodies first!”

Seeing his underlings filled with righteous indignation and loyalty, Wendy nodded with satisfaction.

Good, the team cohesion has strengthened once again.

***

When dinner time arrived, Wendy waited in the classroom for a while, but Laxana never appeared.

He had no choice but to go to the Military Branch cafeteria alone.

The cafeteria was still serving those substantial “hard dishes” that were enough to choke someone.

The Black Bread was hard enough to be used as a brick, the roast meat was as large as a small mountain, and the only soup available was a thick, pasty bean soup.

Wendy chewed on a roasted chicken leg, feeling it was tasteless.

He couldn’t help but miss the tender, juicy steak from lunch.

Without a beautiful girl to accompany the meal, even the food became difficult to swallow.

He finished his dinner quickly and returned to his residence.

He pushed open the door.

The lights in the room weren’t on.

Only the moonlight pouring in from the window cast a layer of silver frost over the floor.

A faint, sweet, and rich fragrance floated in the air.

It wasn’t the crisp, pine-forest scent of Astreia after a snowfall; it was something warmer, sweeter — as if blooming violets had been mixed with the scent of honey and milk candy.

Wendy’s heart skipped a beat.

He looked toward the source of the fragrance.

On the sofa in the living room, a slender figure reclined.

Laxana had already finished bathing.

She had changed out of the Mage’s Robe she had worn all day and was now wearing only a silk slip nightgown with bare shoulders.

Her smooth blonde hair was draped casually over her shoulders, reflecting a faint glow under the moonlight.

The hem of the gown was very short.

Her two long, fair, and beautifully curved legs were crossed over one another, her delicate skin glowing with a milky, enticing luster in the dim light.

Miss Klein seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Hearing the door open, she slowly raised her head.

Her vivid violet eyes were startlingly bright in the darkness, shimmering with a hint of mischievous laughter.

She didn’t stand up.

She simply reached out a slender arm and gently patted the soft, empty space beside her.

“Wendy~”

Her red lips parted slightly, her voice soft and seductive as it echoed gently in the quiet room.

“Come over here to me~”