Even If I’m Reborn as a Cute Dragon Girl, I Will Still Make a Harem Book 4: Chapter 192: The Dead

“Looks like you’re finally awake.”

A familiar voice slightly dispelled Lesiah’s grogginess.

What… happened?

Lesiah struggled to open her eyes. As soon as she did, her eyes were hurt by a blinding light.

After adjusting to light, Lesiah found herself in a dimly lit room without any windows and door. In front of her was a plain, long table with a bright lunstone lamp shining on her. Behind the lamp, there seed to be a person resting her head on her hands. Due to the blinding light, Lesiah could not see the figure clearly.

“Where… am I?” Lesiah struggled to speak. Her dry voice was no different than that of a traveler who had journeyed across the desert for many days.

“St. Caroline Academy, of course,” the person replied. Lesiah was instantly taken aback by the familiar voice.

It took only a mont for her now fully awake brain to recall the owner of that voice. “Professor Marlin?”

“Why are you here?” Lesiah asked in confusion.

“Please be at ease, your royal highness. I rely have a few questions that need answers.”

“Questions?”

Just when Lesiah was trying to process the aning behind the professor’s words, she suddenly realized that her hands were tightly bound behind her, to the chair she was sitting on. With her surroundings and the strange atmosphere in the room, she managed to quickly figure out what was going on.

She was… being interrogated?

Lesiah was imdiately enraged. “You are subjecting to an interrogation?!”

She was the crown princess and also the current ruler of Macedonian Empire, one of the most prestigious figures among the entire human race. To think that she would be interrogated by a re lecturer from an academy like she was a criminal. Had the Macedonian Empire lost its prestige among the human nations, or had St. Caroline Academy grew more brazen?

“Yes, I am here to interrogate your royal highness.”

“Huh?”

Professor Marlin’s bluntness confused Lesiah greatly. She could only laugh in anger. “Who gave you the guts to do this? The academy… or the Holy Dragon Empire?”

“This is my personal intention,” Professor Marlin replied calmly.

“Personal?”

Lesiah sneered coldly. “You are seriously taking for a fool? Surely, Professor Marlin knows the consequences of imprisoning the leader of another nation for no reason. Would a smart man like yourself take such a great risk without soone backing you up? To have the guts to make enemies with an empire, I can only guess that it is probably the Holy Dragon… No, the probability of the Holy Dragon Empire should be the lowest. After all, we are in their territory. If anything happens to , they will be the pri suspect. It only made sense that the person instructing you should be from another nation. Let guess…”

Lesiah narrowed her eyes slightly, a dangerous glint flashed across her eyes. “Is it Lord of Caviach, that insidious guy? Caviach is definitely in a bad position, being flanked by two big nations like Macedonian Empire and the Holy Dragon Empire. Did he want to instigate a conflict between the two for his own benefit? Heh, how naive. Did he not realize that Caviach will be made a war zone if a war were to break out between Macedonian Empire and Holy Dragon Empire? After all, this kind of thing is best done in the territory of other nations.”

Professor Marlin clapped his hands with a look of admiration on his face. “That is truly one amazing theory. Had I not heard of a certain piece of news, that would have been a sound explanation for my actions. I must say, even as an impostor, you have truly demonstrated Princess Lesiah’s intelligence very well.”

“Impostor?”

Lesiah finally sensed that sothing was odd. “What do you an by impostor?”

“You intend to continue playing dumb?

Professor Marlin ca closer to Lesiah, then slapped the wooden table in front of her. Under his black-rimd glasses, his gaze seed sharp enough to see through everything.

“Please give up, we have already seen through your disguise, you impostor!!”

“W-What?”

Lesiah was dumbstruck. When did she beco an impostor?

Seeing the puzzled look on Lesiah’s face, Professor Marlin sneered coldly. “I must say, your acting skill is flawless for an impostor. If I hadn’t heard the sad news about the princess’ sacrifice, I could have been deceived by you!”

“Sacrifice?”

Lesiah’s beautiful eyes widened as she looked at the professor in disbelief.

Sacrifice? Her? When? How co she did not even know about that?

“Sure, carry on acting if you wish. You may delude yourself into thinking that you’ve deceived us all. But your royal highness should know, masquerading as a princess of a nation with ill intention is a serious cri deserving of capital punishnt!”

Professor Marlin sat down across from Lesiah. He intertwined his fingers and rested his chin on them. Light reflected on his black-rimd glasses, obscuring his eyes. Even so, Lesiah felt tense.

“Fortunately, tolerance is the ancestral motto of the Holy Dragon Empire. As long as you identify yourself, make your real background known and sincerely seek forgiveness, we can show rcy. You will still be punished… but be spared from capital punishnt.”

Lesiah wore a sullen look on her face as her ample breasts heaved in anger.

The entire situation was just extrely absurd to her.

First, she was suddenly ambushed, then she was interrogated like a criminal. And now, Professor Marlin was using the carrot-and-stick approach on her.

The most ridiculous part was that the professor was really confident that she was an impostor.

Was he playing her, the person who governed the Macedonian Empire all these years, for a fool?

“Where is the vice dean? I would like to speak with him!”

Professor Marlin was imdiately taken aback by the superior tone that Lesiah took on, but very quickly regained his composure.

If this impostor could disguise her appearance and intelligence, it was not surprising that she could mimic Princess Lesiah’s temperant too.

“It would seem like you won’t give up until the end. In that case, allow to deliver you the final blow.”

Professor Marlin shook his head with what seed to be pity. He pressed sothing in the air and imdiately, a projection appeared in front of Lesiah.

The projection showed a docunt.

“An eyewitness account?”

Lesiah looked at the docunt in confusion. What eyewitnesses?

Her face ashened as she read along.

The so-called eyewitness account described in great detail how she had been captured by the human race’s archenemy, Golden Demon Htilil, and how she had been tortured by her.

It also included details on how the team made up of elites among the human race fearlessly marched on to carry out their rescue mission.

Unfortunately, the team fell prey to Golden Htilil and died in action.

To put it simply, according to this “eyewitness account”, six people—Lesiah, Diana, Durance, Rosdell, Lucas and Choobchoob—were killed by Golden Demon Htilil.