"Draco Xandros... Head to the Vice Chancellor's office imdiately."
Draco's face turned even paler as he realized the gravity of the situation. Blum, Ming, and Sharon were confused by the sudden shift in the atmosphere.
They noticed Draco and the others' expressions turn grim at the ntion of Deus's na. Helplessness was written all over their faces.
Draco glanced at the girls and shook his head. He never expected the Head of the Night Clan to act so quickly after the failed assassination attempt—or perhaps because Jane hadn't gone through with it. Thinking of Jane, he wondered if she would be punished and marveled at how soone so young could harbor such a killing intent.
She was like darkness itself.
Rose, Ivy, and Alya frowned, sharing the sa helpless expression. They were fully aware of the power wielded by the Head of the Night Clan and the clan as a whole. Adrianna and Lyraea, however, seed less concerned, likely due to not fully understanding the situation. They all knew that with Draco's current strength halved, he wasn't in a position to take on the Night Clan.
Alya, in particular, seed well-inford about Draco's situation. How she knew this was a mystery to Draco, though he suspected Xylara had a hand in it. Alya had shared the information with the others, which explained her recent confidence in teasing Draco, as she had been taking advantage of his current vulnerability. She likely viewed this as her only opportunity to do so.
If Draco were to attempt running away, it would be too late. The academy would interpret such an action as an admission of guilt and would take asures against him. Besides, running wasn't in Draco's nature. How could he flee in a situation like this?
"I better get going," Draco said as he stood and headed toward the door.
"Let co with you since you don't know the location of the Vice Chancellor's office," Alya said, standing up as well.
Draco looked at her before sighing. He knew Alya didn't want him to face this alone. That was why she insisted on accompanying him; otherwise, she could have just described the directions, and with Draco's perception, he would have found the office easily.
The two left Draco's dorm, heading toward the Vice Chancellor's office.
Blum, Sharon, and Ming watched them leave, but the atmosphere remained heavy.
"What's going on?" Blum asked.
"Yes, Rose. Why do you look so down?" Sharon said.
"Did sothing bad happen?" Ming added.
Rose looked at her friends, who gazed at her with concern. She sighed and began recounting what had happened and how Casper had acted.
"How dare he?" Sharon roared in anger.
Blum and Ming wore expressions of disgust. They had once thought highly of Casper but now realized he was among the worst of the worst.
The idea that he had tried to assault his childhood friend simply because she didn't agree to his desires—and even had the audacity to suggest using an aphrodisiac—was beyond reprehensible.
What a disgrace!
"Thank goodness you didn't agree, or who knows how miserable your life would be by now," Sharon said.
"That's the thing about n—they let their dicks make their decisions," Sharon snorted, her words making Blum and Ming cough awkwardly.
"What do you an by that?" Blum asked. "You're generalizing all n. Sure, there are worthless trash like him, but not all n are like that."
Ming nodded in agreent. "Also, don't forget there are won who do the sa. It's not fair to say it's only n."
"Why did you both cough? Ming, do you want to show evidence?" Sharon chuckled.
"Don't accuse a saint like him," Blum coughed.
"Saint, my foot. That picture of you holding a girl's panties—I still have it," Sharon grinned.
Her words made Ming sweat. He quickly waved his hand, trying to dismiss her. There was a sense of déjà vu; he rembered a similar situation during the awakening ceremony when Blum had forced him to do chores.
Blum clutched his stomach, trying to suppress his laughter. Ming's expression was simply too funny.
"Oh, it looks like you want to bring up your secrets. Rember those tis during our childhood when you spied on Rose and while we were bathing? Did you think I wouldn't notice?" Sharon's words silenced Blum. He looked at her in shock, as did the others. Secrets were being exposed left and right.
"Blum, did you give Sharon the picture?" Ming whispered angrily, glaring at Blum.
"No, I didn't give it to her. It was the other way around—she gave the picture," Blum smiled sheepishly, showing his teeth.
His response made Ming want to hit him. "Why didn't you just say that earlier?" he hissed.
"What are you both whispering about?" Sharon snorted.
"Ahem! Sharon, you know, old things have passed away, and all things have beco new," Blum said shalessly.
"Oh, are you sure? I still have a picture of sothing you did two weeks ago," Sharon retorted, giving Blum a knowing look.
Blum looked helpless, twitching under her gaze. Ming, equally flustered, also twitched in anger, glaring at Sharon.
"What wonderful secrets am I hearing about?" A voice made both Blum and Ming freeze in their tracks. They turned to each other, panic evident on their faces.
"Sh*t, we forgot about her," Ming muttered.
They turned around to see Rose standing behind them, smiling. But they both knew that behind that smile lay terrifying daggers.
"Rose, you know, like I said... we've turned over a new leaf," Blum said, taking a cautious step back. Ming mirrored his movents.
"Oh, that's great," Rose said sweetly, making them sigh in relief. But her next words sent them running. "But we're not sure if it worked. I'm sure my fists can help make you new." She clenched her fists nacingly.
Lyraea and Adrianna, anwhile, watched the scene unfold like a movie. They even nibbled on ran as if it were popcorn. They were surprised by Rose's tigress-like deanor—this was new.
"SOBODY HELP US!" Blum and Ming yelled as they fled.
Draco followed Alya as they entered the inner parts of the academy. He was surprised by so of the new things he saw along the way.
Alya glanced at him, noting his neutral expression. He remained calm and composed, as if this was just another episode in his life.
"As expected of Master. He's still the sa," Alya thought with a smile.
They arrived at a large hall with an imposing door. Standing guard beside it were two old n, exuding an aura so intense that Draco felt his hairs stand on end. Danger radiated from these two.
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"It seems Luminari Academy isn't to be underestimated," Draco thought as they entered the hall.
The sight inside surprised him.
"Is this really an office?" Draco wondered internally.
The hall was vast, filled with nurous chairs arranged neatly. At the center was a throne, and above it, carvings of a phoenix and a dragon adorned the ceiling. The chairs were occupied by people, but the throne remained empty.
Seeing the grandeur of the place, Draco felt helpless. "This doesn't look like an office—it's more like a palace."
Draco could only shake his head at Luminari Academy's peculiar naming conventions.
After surveying the hall, he turned his attention to the individuals seated in the chairs...
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