The Extra Villain: I Made a Contract With The Dragon Empress! Chapter 29: Accepting Being a Disciple

rlin fell silent at the question. He lowered his head, as if weighing whether to tell her or not.

Of course, that was how it looked from Linda's perspective. In reality, rlin was having a discussion with the system.

'System, what do you think? Is it okay if I tell Linda about the Blood Viroth curse?' rlin asked hesitantly.

The Blood Viroth was a mysterious curse. Even Linda, in the past, had been unable to detect it. He wasn't sure how she would react.

There was a chance she might see him as a threat. If that happened, there would be no way out.

The system imdiately sensed rlin's anxiety and reassured him, "[Don't worry, Master. That fear of yours won't co true. You can see Linda's affection for you. I'm certain your worries will vanish."]

Surprised by those words, rlin raised his head slightly and glanced at Linda.

"Status panel," he whispered.

[Status]

Na: Linda Thalsis

Age: 27

Identity: Headmistress of Freya Academy of Magic, the Naless Mage

Talent: S

Guardian Spirit: Silver-Eyed Tiger (★★★★★)

Rank: First Spirit Core

Bloodline: Angel's Golden Blood (Gold)

Favorability: 60

As rlin read the panel, his eyes widened in shock.

'Is this her status? Damn it! No wonder she's one of the strongest characters in the novel!' He swallowed hard, both amazed and afraid.

But a mont later, he regained his composure. rlin recalled Linda's statistics he had once read in the databook. Those powers had been explained in detail—even the magic techniques she had mastered were recorded there.

Still, reading about them in a databook and seeing them in person were two very different things.

"rlin, why are you silent? Don't tell you don't want to tell ?"

Linda's cold, disgruntled voice cut through the air. rlin snapped out of his reverie and took a deep breath to steady himself.

"Sorry, Linda," he said, his tone more polite than before. "I was just debating whether to tell you, because I wasn't sure you'd believe ."

Linda grew more curious. Crossing her arms over her chest, she reassured him softly, "Don't worry, rlin. I'll believe every word you say. You have my guarantee."

Her face radiated genuine seriousness.

With Linda's assurance, rlin set aside his hesitation and told her about the Blood Viroth curse.

Linda listened intently without interrupting once. But anyone sensitive enough could see her expression slowly darken.

"So, you're saying there's a curse inside your body—and it's been there for two years—yet I can't detect it at all?" Her voice was cold and tinged with annoyance.

"Yes," rlin answered plainly. "The curse is real, and you can't detect it."

Linda was clearly skeptical. She was the most powerful mage in Saint Freya Academy, her level already at the First Spirit Core. If she wanted to boast, she could easily claim a place among the strongest on the continent.

Yet rlin was saying she had failed to detect a curse within him—and that felt like an insult.

Even so, she wasn't the type to be stubborn or insist on always being right. From rlin's expression, it was obvious he wasn't joking.

'It could be an ancient curse,' she murmured, narrowing her eyes.

The ancient era was shrouded in mystery. Many relics still remained, but almost no clear or complete records of that ti survived. It wasn't impossible that the Blood Viroth curse rlin ntioned truly originated there.

With a soft sigh, Linda regained her composure.

"Alright, I understand. But how do you know about the curse?" she asked, her tone curious yet tinged with suspicion.

"Ahem!" rlin cleared his throat. "I'm sorry, Linda. I can't tell you. But I assure you, I'm not lying."

He certainly couldn't reveal that the information ca from the system. And if he claid so mysterious person had told him, it would only create more problems.

In Linda's databook, she was described as extrely curious, the type who would investigate sothing relentlessly until she uncovered the truth.

Had rlin fabricated a story about so mysterious person, it wouldn't have been impossible for Linda to mobilize the troops—or even the full power of Saint Freya Academy—just to track that person down.

By refusing to reveal the source, at least her curiosity could be held back. After all, Linda respected the privacy of others—even rlin's, despite him being only eight years old.

And just as he expected, Linda restrained her curiosity and gave a reluctant nod.

"Alright," she said with a soft sigh. "To be honest, once you and your sister finish your awakening, I should return to the Academy to deal with a mountain of work. But since you've asked, I'll extend my vacation a little longer."

As head of the academy, she could take leave whenever she wished. But Linda was a disciplinarian who valued ti above all. Wasting even minutes—let alone hours—just to relax was unthinkable for her.

Hearing that, rlin felt delighted. He bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Linda." Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel⁂fire

Linda imdiately pouted. "I'm already your ntor. How can you just call by my na?"

Her words jolted rlin, and he quickly corrected himself.

"Sorry, Master! And thank you for your kindness!"

Linda nodded in satisfaction. She patted rlin's shoulder before turning around and saying, "Then, co back here tomorrow morning. We'll start the training. But…"

Her words trailed off as a faint smile curved her lips. She glanced back over her shoulder.

"The training won't be easy, you know?"

rlin straightened up at once and patted his chest with confidence.

"Don't worry, Master! I'll try my hardest to survive! To beco strong, I'll do anything!"

His face carried a seriousness far beyond his years. For a mont, Linda felt as though she wasn't looking at a little boy but at a powerful figure radiating a majestic aura—so much so that she found herself briefly srized.

'Maybe it's just my imagination,' she murmured, shaking her head.

Without another word, she walked away, leaving rlin behind.

As he watched her retreating figure, rlin clenched his fists and exclaid joyfully, "Hahaha! What a lucky day!"