A dirty robe was pulled off and rolled into a ball before being forcefully thrown into the corner. Then, Donna tiptoed toward the bed, silently like a cat, leaned her body to the side, lay down, and pulled the quilt over herself.
"Hoo—Hoo—"
The sound of light snores indicating deep sleep emanated from her nasal cavity, as Donna swiftly transford from a scheming Nightwalker into an ordinary sleeping student in a very short ti.
The entire process was seamless and took only a few seconds, a frightening level of skill, likely honed through countless repetitions.
At that mont, a "creak" sounded, and the dormitory door opened as a figure stepped in wearing a pale blue robe—the sa person who visited Ma Qiu’s dormitory not long ago.
The figure strode with unapologetic "tap tap tap" footsteps, and stopped at the bedside, quietly watching the "sleeping" Donna.
Donna lay motionless on the bed, trying her best to pretend to be asleep.
"Hoo—Hoo—"
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
The figure patiently watched Donna for three minutes before speaking with a hint of amusent, "On such a hot day, don’t you feel warm under such a tightly wrapped quilt?"
Donna: "..." She remained silent, continuing to feign sleep.
"It seems you’re really not feeling warm, that’s good." The figure mumbled to themselves, turned around, and walked out.
Returning shortly after, there was sothing in their hand.
"Swish—"
A new blanket was spread over the "sleeping" Donna.
"Swish—"
Another new blanket was spread over the "sleeping" Donna.
"Swish—"
A third new blanket was spread over the "sleeping" Donna.
After covering with three blankets, the figure thoughtfully tucked in all the corners and pulled a chair nearby to sit down, continuing to watch Donna sleep.
After a few seconds, Donna couldn’t hold it anymore; after all, with four layers of blankets on a hot day, it was quite unbearable.
"Bang!"
With a kick, she sent all the blankets flying and sat up, scratching her head as she looked at her visitor, sheepishly explaining, "Well... Nora, you’re here. I was just joking with you, pretending to sleep."
"So you were pretending? Pretended well, I couldn’t even tell and thought you weren’t afraid of the heat." The Wizard nad Nora spoke, taking off her robe cap, revealing the face of a woman nearing forty, with a suddenly enlightened expression.
Donna: "..."
"Alright, whether pretending or actually sleeping, since you’re awake, why don’t we take a walk outside and chat while we’re at it?" Nora suggested, stepping towards the dormitory exit.
"Yes, Teacher." Donna responded, hurriedly getting off the bed to find her leather boots.
Unable to find the boots after an overly casual throw earlier despite scanning the room twice, and seeing Nora already stepping out, she dared not keep Nora waiting and hurriedly dashed out barefoot.
...
A few minutes later.
Rooftop of Dormitory 17.
Wizard Nora and Donna stood here.
Under the refreshing evening breeze, Wizard Nora’s pale blue robe billowed. She stood at the rooftop edge, gazing at the brightly lit main campus of Atlantis University even in the night, squinting slightly.
Donna stood behind Wizard Nora, uninterested in the night view, moving her bare right foot restlessly over her left foot, scratching the itch with a hint of anxiety.
After several minutes, Nolan finally withdrew her gaze, turning to Donna, asking, "Do you know why I called you out here?"
"Why... Nora?" Donna quietly asked.
"Because today, you made a mistake, breaking the rules by using Spiritual Magic on your classmates." Donna said sternly, "Although the impact was minimal and not malicious, it’s still a violation. I brought you out here as a reminder, not to repeat such actions. I’ve already removed the effects from the student you cast upon, so rember not to make similar foolish moves again, or the consequences may not be as simple."
"I..." Donna opened her mouth, wanting to explain.
Nora glanced over, speaking with mild impatience, "What, do you want to tell you’re just a normal person without Extraordinary Power who can’t cast spells? Donna, don’t mistake your tricks for true wisdom. Your disguised identity is good, but not perfect. Atlantis University is not as simple as you think; since they accepted you, they’ve naturally investigated thoroughly.
On the surface, yes, you appear to be an ordinary girl from Shaya who offended powerful figures, but your actual identity is an apprentice to a Wandering Wizard. Considering you’ve learned nurous spells from the Wandering Wizard, and even possess a relatively complete inheritance, you wouldn’t suffer much even against a First-level Low-level Wizard."
Listening to these words, Donna promptly shut her mouth, her lips pressed together in resignation of being exposed, unwilling to argue.
"What, nothing to say?" Nora glanced, smiling with her eyes, asking, "Perhaps you’d speak of your disguised identity as an apprentice to a Wandering Wizard actually being false, and that your true identity is as a young peripheral mber of the ’Radiant Wheel’ Wizard Organization. The ’Radiant Wheel’ was devastated recently by another Wizard Organization called ’Ashen Hand’ and you beca a Wandering Wizard without an organization, disguising yourself as your own apprentice, seizing the chance upon contact with , coming to Atlantis University, attempting to find shelter."
"This—"
Donna’s closed mouth gaped open once more.
"Moreover." Nora continued without pause, "The identity of a young peripheral mber of the ’Radiant Wheel’ is also false. Your most genuine identity is as a side-branch mber of the royal family of the Soma Alliance, technically possessing a claim to the throne, of course, ranked beyond the hundredth position.
However, although your succession rank is beyond a hundred, your family remains quite influential, being strong supporters of the Fourth Prince’s faction, the ’Radiant Wheel’ being the Wizard Power your family cultivated. Unfortunately, recently during the throne succession, the Fourth Prince failed, resulting in your family’s massacre while ’Radiant Wheel’ was destroyed.
During the catastrophe, you managed to escape using a body double’s fake death, hiding for so ti before assuming multiple disguised identities, attempting to leave the Alliance, seeking refuge in the Sika Kingdom. During the departure process, you occasionally encountered , cleverly and skillfully impressing , gaining special admission to Atlantis, thus arriving here.
Therefore, earlier today, when you noticed people from Shaya Court pursuing a fugitive, you were anxious and curious, even casting Spiritual Magic to ensure the student who greeted you would take you to the Security Court to watch the trial. You’re worried that one day your faked death would be exposed, and the dethroned emperor might send people to capture you again. Am I wrong, Donna Monica? Or perhaps Tina Sonia?"
Listening to these words, Donna’s mouth gaped wider, staring at Nora in astonishnt, utterly at a loss for words.
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