Entranced by l’s golden eyes, the princess froze in silence, her tears trickling down her small cheeks.
The Witch of Lust kneeled before her, frowning. "You okay there? Need a hand?"
l sneakily glanced at the reddened ankle. No one would be foolish enough to bully a Princess, and if l’s mories about her were still accurate...
Her thoughts trailed off before eting the Princess’s rainbow-eyes, now scowling at her like an unwanted guest.
The Princess stamred, her breath husky and exhausted. "Not-nothing happened here, understood?"
l nodded with a kind smile before mumbling in a quiet voice. "Of course. I see nothing but a charming princess."
"Did you... just flirt with ?"
The violet-haired minature blinked in confusion. Favours or ire? She has received plenty, but never a blatant flirt like l’s.
Then it hit her, the sheer embarrassnt of the situation she was in.
She coughed twice, taking a more authoritative tone. "No matter. State-state your business. Or at least greet properly."
l’s eyes curved. "Oya? I already said I want to help."
The princess, overwheld by l’s sincere yet teasing voice, glanced away in guilt. "Everyone always wants to help royalties for sothing. Just flat out say it."
"Hm." l humd, smirking. "Alright. Don’t mind being direct, but..."
Is it her illusion earlier? This girl was just like the others...
Just as the Princess’s heart swelled with disappointnt, she watched as l pointed downward, towards her reddened ankle.
And before she knew it, l’s lips curled to a foxy smile as she whispered. "You cried because you twisted your ankle, right?"
A blush imdiately crept up on the Princess’s swollen cheeks, her head hanging as she clutched onto her skirt, which she tripped on during her walk.
And she uttered, almost in a begging voice, unlike before. "Ple-please. You see nothing."
l nodded again. "Of course. I see nothing."
Unfortunately, the Princess’s dignity demanded that no one see her crying because of a small blunder or pain. How precious.
Resisting the temptation to hug and tell her everything is okay, l stood up, her expression relaxed as she stretched out a hand. "Need soone to carry you?"
The Princess struggled inwardly, torn between the urge to surrender to the girl’s tender kindness and the pride of a proud royal who was taught manners classes.
In her mind, however, the forr won by a very, very, very small margin. As she reluctantly received her grasp-
"Hold on."
l’s spine shuddered, all too familiar with the voice behind their backs.
She turned around to et a narrowed pair of Erald eyes. "Lila? I’m just helping, so no worries, right?"
"I’m not so petty to stop you, l." Lila pouted. "Instead, make your summon carry her."
"..."
The Witch of Lust almost blurted out that she didn’t want to. A girl’s touch remained a girl’s touch! Just a little enjoynt won’t hurt here and there.
Sensing a two-second pause from l, however, Lila squeezed her cheeks. "You actually knew you could use summons to carry her all along, right? You pervert..."
l wled, enjoying her grumpy lover’s tantrum. "Of course not... I’m not always the sharpest, you know!"
[ Envy felt you could lie better next ti! ]
[ Envy Favourability: 93 -> 88 ]
Oops. Figuring that she deserved this loss, she patted Lila. "Alright, alright. I’ll summon now, okay?"
The Princess watched as Lila lightly fisted l’s chest, huffing one more petty complaint or two.
What a strange, yet oddly endearing bond those two shared. The Princess felt a conflicted emotion erging from her heart.
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As l summoned a to carry the Princess inside, they found themselves first at a grand white hall.
The walls were decorated with paintings of graduates, and pillars were adorned with scented flowers. It was a holy place that balanced holy warmth with majestic grandeur, welcoming yet awe-inspiring.
She gave the karate-uniford red panda a warning glance, urging her to behave. l then glanced at the Princess who stood clumsily with her arm raised for support. A little stubborn, but understandable considering the Princess’s pride.
They quickly registered with a summon who stood idly by the table, another product of the Summoning Class tutor.
"Selaria Nightshade."
"Lila Vexara."
"l Sakura."
And as l called out her na to the , the Princess visibly shook.
Chuckling, l gazed at Selaria with a knowing glint. "Surprised?"
The Witch of Lust had heard from Samantha and the System earlier about her ’terrorist’ reputation in the academy, so it was no surprise that the Third Princess also knew a little.
Selaria glimpsed l’s golden eyes, glimring with a mischievousness she used to find in her Elder sister.
Lila worried for a mont. l, while a little too extre in the Third Exam, deserved no malice for rely demonstrating her best abilities! And just as she was about to defend her l-
"Just a little." The Princess confessed with a sigh.
l smirked, a little impressed. "Thought you would be more scared, my classmate."
Selaria scoffed. "Rumours had it that you were a ’Pink Demon’ or so kind. I’m above those troublemakers, and you’d do well to rember that, too."
The Witch of Envy widened her eyes, the retort stuck in her throat lost its purpose upon finding the Princess less petty than she thought.
"Ah. But one thing." The Princess’s brows knitted together. "Do not think I will forget easily how you baited that Blonde Scum into killing . I could have gotten into Elite Class if not for you."
That last bit was a lie. The Princess knew full well that her probability of being in the Elite Class was in decimal, even worse when considering l’s absurd hypnosis skill, and the top two’s extre power would smash her out without a doubt.
Despite also noticing it, l rely responded with her own smile. "Of course! By the way, shall we have Fitsu carry you back to your room?"
The Princess groaned but ultimately waved in resignation. "Do be careful. I am a Royal after all. Even a hair loss would cause you millions in gold."
"Of course!"
Sending off the Princess, l turned to Lila before observing her expression hardening.
A flicker of concern crossed l’s eyes. "Lila? Sothing’s wrong?"
Lila glanced at l, hiding her anxiety. "Nothing."
The Witch of Envy couldn’t tell l. For a mont, she felt it unfortunate that they couldn’t make a good friend in the Princess, forgetting that ’the Princess was helped by her l’.
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As confird when they could choose from the registry, their room featured vibrant marblestone walls and a polished ceiling, exuding elegance unfamiliar to the two villager girls.
l’s gaze swept across the room. Two beds were placed side-by-side at the center, a pair of desks were by the left window, and a kitchen was tucked behind an adjacent door.
The simplicity almost reminded l of her university life, only much tidier, without trash in the corner.
l chuckled as her hand dug into her . "Alright. Here’s our place. Let’s settle in quickly!"
Lila’s erald eyes scanned over the room. "This seems a lot better than I thought."
"Yep. A perfect love nest that belonged solely to us!"
"..."
Lila pinched l’s arm, her face baring a hint of redness. "Is that all you think about nowadays?"
[ Envy looked at you with disgust, ignoring that she thought the sa. Good job, Host! ]
[ Envy Favourability: 88 -> 91 ]
Suppressing a chuckle, l picked up Lila’s bag with a knowing grin. "Exactly."
"...pervert."
Glancing away with a hint of guilt, Lila took the bag from l and quietly began sorting through her necessities.
Just as l dropped her luggage, ready to unpack, a sudden echoed through her mind.
Master.
Oh Nyxia. She zipped open her bag before continuing. What’s up?
Edward the Bonesman sought and requested a eting this evening with you.
Oh. A foxy smile curled up on l’s face. Alright. Tell him I’ll et him in my .
The Witch of Lust’s mind scoured through the totally-not-malicious thods to use Ed. She anticipated how the rchant would beco one of her most useful pawns in the future.
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