Vivian felt her lungs were about to burst as she almost stumbled into the Magic Tower hall, completely ignoring her image as Captain of the Griffin Guard and Discipline Committee.
Her golden hair was mostly undone, strands clinging pitifully to her sweat-beaded temples, and even her well-tailored nun’s habit had gained many wrinkles. The hem had even picked up a bit of mud.
Students and instructors along the way all cast surprised looks and whispered among themselves.
Was this still Miss Vivian, the one who was always meticulous and inviolable in her Sanctity?
She looked as if she had just escaped from a Goblin Nest.
But Vivian could not care about any of that.
In her mind, Astreia’s line echoed over and over:
“My prince… hurry back to bed, This King misses you a little~”, and before her eyes were those long beautiful legs stretching out from under the blanket, wrapped in sinful purple-pink pantyhose.
And that smell!
That smell that made her whole body shudder and nearly vomit!
Spiral staircase.
She climbed it almost on hands and knees.
Dean Layana Klein’s office was right before her eyes.
Vivian used all her strength to violently slam open the heavy Oak Door.
“Bang!”
Layana, who was reviewing documents, trembled all over from the loud noise, and the Feather Pen in her hand drew a glaring ink mark across the Sheepskin Parchment. She raised her head and glared at Vivian, who had burst in, obvious displeasure appearing on her face.
“Miss Vivian! Mind your manners! Barging into my office so rudely—what kind of behavior is this?!”
She had barely slept all night because of Laxana’s matter, already exhausted, and now her anger could no longer be suppressed.
“Even if you are Aurelia’s most favored disciple, you cannot act like this…”
However, Vivian’s next words instantly froze all her anger.
“Dean Layana!”
Vivian gasped for breath, her eyes red.
“Unclean! Filthy! Lewd!”
She was incoherent, broken words squeezed from her throat, and her hands trembled violently from excessive agitation.
“Prince Wendy… he and Princess Astreia! And… and another woman! They… they were in the room…”
Layana’s heart skipped, her anger turning into doubt.
‘Wendy? Astreia? And another woman?’
‘Could it be Shanna?’
‘No, that’s wrong. Astreia personally guaranteed last night that Shanna was only mentally dazed.’
“Vivian, calm down and explain clearly.”
Layana forced down the unease in her heart.
“I can’t calm down!”
Vivian screamed, as if she had finally found an outlet to vent all her terror and disgust.
“It’s that smell! Dean! You can’t imagine it! That nauseating smell, like photinia flowers! It filled the entire room! So thick that… so thick that I was about to suffocate!”
‘Photinia flowers?’
Layana was stunned at first, then her well-maintained pretty face drained completely pale in an instant.
As an experienced mature woman, she naturally understood what that smell was a metaphor for.
Seeing Layana’s face bloodless, Vivian thought her words had worked, and immediately added tearfully:
“I saw it with my own eyes! Prince Wendy was only draped in a sleeping robe… those… just those… it was like he had been bullied by a woman there! And! Princess Astreia’s collarbone was covered in ambiguous red marks! The kitchen was a mess, like…”
Vivian could not continue; those pantyhose-clad beautiful legs had already become the deepest nightmare in her mind.
Just as Layana felt the world spinning and was about to lose her footing, the office door was gently pushed open.
Dean Aurelia walked in.
She first glanced at the frenzied Vivian, then at the pale Layana, and spoke calmly:
“It seems I came at a bad time.”
“Aurelia!”
Layana looked as if she had grasped a lifesaving straw.
“Listen! Listen to what she is saying!”
Aurelia nodded slightly to Vivian, her tone steady, and soothed:
“Vivian, don’t rush. Sit down and speak slowly. Starting from when you knocked, tell us everything you saw, heard, and smelled, exactly as it was.”
Under Aurelia’s guidance, Vivian’s emotions calmed slightly, but her words still trembled.
She repeated how she had gone to deliver breakfast, how she had smelled the strange odor, how she had seen Prince Wendy improperly dressed, how she had heard Astreia’s obscene moans, and those sinful pantyhose-clad beautiful legs.
At the end, she suddenly stood up, her voice rising again:
“She… she wasn’t wearing [Goddess Veil] at all! Dean! The most crucial thing is! Princess Astreia, she is lying!”
“She deliberately used her Magic disorder as an excuse to monopolize Prince Wendy! To coerce Prince Wendy!”
“She is lying! She deliberately used her Magic disorder as an excuse to monopolize Prince Wendy!”
“They even found another woman, and the three of them together… together did that… that kind of illicit act! This is simply corrupting morals! Incurable! Prince Wendy must have been coerced! He is so pitiful!”
Aurelia and Layana exchanged a glance.
In both their gazes were complexity and gravity.
Laxana’s Witchification, the Witch Power inside Astreia… these things could absolutely not be disclosed to Vivian.
This meant they had no way to explain why Laxana would sleep together with Wendy and Astreia.
To an outsider like Vivian, this was a filthy orgy led by Astreia!
And Laxana was that “another woman”!
At this thought, Layana’s body swayed, and a rush of blood surged to her head.
‘Unprecedented shame!’
Her daughter, the genius of Central Academy, the hope of the future, would actually… actually do such a thing!
When she had allowed Laxana to get close to Wendy, she had only wanted her daughter to become familiar with men.
Seeing both Deans’ expressions at their worst, Vivian thought they had finally realized the gravity of the situation and immediately pressed the advantage.
“Both Deans! We must take action immediately! Save the Prince from dire straits!”
“How can Princess Astreia, such an unclean person, continue to stay at the Academy and continue to defile the Prince’s innocent body!”
“Enough!”
‘Before Honor, all else is worthless!’
‘What dean dignity, what Noble Etiquette—before her daughter’s reputation, all were worthless!’
Layana slammed the table and stood up abruptly. She could no longer hold back.
“I’m going now! I want to see with my own eyes! See what my daughter… actually actually did!!”
She was about to rush over and drag Laxana out of that filthy room!
However, as soon as she took a step, a hand pressed down on her shoulder.
It was Aurelia.
“Layana, calm down!”
“I can’t calm down!”
Layana shook off her hand, as if mad.
“My daughter! She is with three people together… together…”
“So what?!”
Aurelia snapped in a low voice, cutting her off.
“Do you want to rush over now? As what? An angry mother catching her daughter in an affair?”
“Have you considered that the other party is a Princess of the Valoran Kingdom? If you barge in like that, do you want to make Central Academy and the Valoran Kingdom go to war and cause internal strife in Humanity’s regime?!”
“Have you considered that once this gets out, Laxana’s reputation will be completely ruined! She will carry this ‘three-way affair’ for the rest of her life!”
Aurelia’s words were like a basin of ice water poured over Layana from head to toe.
She froze in place, the anger on her face gradually turning into endless sorrow and helplessness.
‘Yes.’
‘What could she do?’
‘If she rushed over, things would only get worse.’
‘If she did not rush over, was she supposed to let her daughter continue in that room…’
Layana closed her eyes in pain.
Vivian was also stunned; she had never expected this to involve internal strife among Humanity, and for a moment she stood there at a loss.
In the office, there was dead silence.
Aurelia looked at the suffering Layana, sighed softly, walked to her side, and lowered her voice.
“Layana, listen to me. Right now, we cannot do anything.”
“We can only wait.”
“Wait for them to come out on their own.”
“Then, pretend we know nothing…”
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