Chapter 138: The Holy Sword Maiden Approaches (2)
The academy’s rules were unambiguous—privileges were tied to achievents.
And in the face of Diana’s sharp intellect and overwhelming charm, even Sistine’s holy and composed deanor faltered under the oppressive presence of the mature headmistress.
Diana wasn’t just being casual—her argunts were impeccable, leaving no room for rebuttal. Sistine could only rely on their earlier agreent as her final point of contention.
But as Diana had said, if Shia wasn’t allowed to stay in the villa district, what else could they offer him?
Holding on to this objection felt petty now.
Sistine lowered her gaze, lips pressed tightly together, silently grappling with her frustration.
Just as she was attempting to resolve her internal conflict, Diana suddenly shifted her tone.
“However…”
Diana leaned forward slightly, placing her hands on her knees, the deep valley of her chest now entirely visible, filling every gap and leaving nothing to the imagination.
“I can understand your concerns.”
Sistine raised her gaze, a glimr of hope appearing in her eyes.
“How about this: let’s have all the villa district residents vote on whether Shia should be allowed to stay.”
As Sistine’s eyes lit up at the proposal, Diana offered her a bewitching smile and shrugged.
“After all, I’m all about democracy~!”
Diana didn’t hesitate. With a wave of her hand, several graceful figures began appearing one after another.
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The first silhouette materialized as a lithe figure who was mid-motion, bending down to change clothes.
“Headmistress, you called for ?” The airy, lodic voice was captivating, capable of lulling anyone into a daze. Even the finest songbird couldn’t compare.
The second figure sported horns on her head and a swishing tail. She lay lazily on a chaise lounge, greeting them with nothing more than a flick of her tail.
The third figure held a wine glass, the chilled air surrounding her almost palpable even through the projection. The aura of aloofness she exuded was overwhelming.
As Diana explained the situation, the first figure chuckled lightly, her voice like the tinkling of a spring brook.
“Oh, it’s that junior who broke the Empress Twilight’s record? I have no objections.”
Her tone carried undisguised curiosity and interest.
The second figure waved her hand dismissively, her voice languid and carefree.
“Whatever.”
The third figure was more reserved, her cool voice carrying a hint of elegance.
“I’m also curious about what kind of person he is. It’s been a long ti since we’ve had a new resident. Having a new neighbor doesn’t seem like a bad idea.”
Clearly, they were already aware of Shia moving into the villa district and saw no issue with it.
Sistine bit her lip, feeling powerless.
Wasn’t the original agreent to forbid males from entering?
Now everything had changed.
Majority rule prevailed, and the results were clear.
Diana smiled at Sistine, her expression brimming with amusent.
“You see, it’s not that I don’t want to support you—it’s just…”
It was obvious—convincing the headmistress wasn’t going to work.
Sistine realized she had no choice but to confront Shia directly and convince him to leave.
Struggling with herself for a mont, Sistine eventually nodded at Diana.
“I understand.”
If she could persuade him to leave on his own, the matter would be resolved.
Sistine stood, her posture graceful and dignified, exuding an air of untainted holiness.
Diana watched her go, a soft smile playing on her lips.
She was looking forward to seeing what kind of surprise Shia would bring her.
“I have high hopes for you, you know~!”
Sistine's objections to Shia moving into the villa district? It wouldn’t be wrong to say Diana had a hand in stoking that fire.
After all, it was a favor for a friend.
Sistine, the 'Sword Saintess', was renowned as the most promising talent likely to surpass even the Sword Saint. Her master, known as the 'Moon Queen', was none other than the current Sword Saint herself and Diana’s closest confidant.
Sistine’s talent was indeed extraordinary, with the potential to ascend to the title of Sword Saint. However, she had hit a bottleneck—unable to break through to the realm of selflessness.
Diana's gaze sparkled with faint amusent as she recalled her friend's heartfelt request.
“She’s been held back by her lingering fears of the opposite sex, which has kept her from achieving selflessness. If she wants to reach higher, this issue must be resolved.”
“Now that Sistine is under your care, I hope you can help .”
Faced with such a plea from her dearest friend, Diana didn’t hesitate.
When Shia beca the top freshman, Diana made a point of personally interacting with him. From that mont, she knew: the opportunity to fulfill the Moon Queen’s request had arrived.
There were countless ways to reward a record-breaking freshman, but Diana had deliberately chosen to place Shia in the Arlingea villa district.
'I believe in you, my dear child. You’ll accomplish this task for sure, right?'
Diana’s smile grew increasingly enchanting as she thought of her old friend. She tilted her chin slightly, her expression almost smug.
'For the sake of a friend, I’ve really gone all out, haven’t I? Even offering up soone I personally value to help.'
'You should be grateful to have a friend like !'
Everything proceeded smoothly. Diana was carrying out her friend’s request, and the decision for Shia to move into the villa district was finalized at the upper levels of the academy.
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