Chapter 529: The Reason Lucianne Stayed at School
“You went to school for half a year and got the school eliminated. Do you know what school you attended? It was one of the Three Great Top-tier Academies! You’re telling you transferred to Witch Academy after half a year? What kind of Wild Chicken Academy is Witch Academy?"
“Our whole family pinned our hopes on you, do you know that? When you co back, how will our whole family explain it to the relatives? We already held a dinner for all the relatives about you attending Wizard Academy. Now you say you’ve changed academies. Where does that leave our family’s reputation?"
“Now you’re running back here and still want to co ho… Don’t talk to in that effeminate voice! I don’t have a son like you. I think you've lost your mind. Relying on you is worse than relying on your younger brother. You figure out how to get back yourself. If you can’t get back to Wizard Academy, don’t contact the family ever again!"
Lucianne was currently in a bar, and the events that happened not long ago involuntarily ca back to her mind.
She had been at Witch Academy for a long ti, even longer than she had been at Wizard Academy, to the point where she had almost forgotten the reality she had to face.
She picked up the drink beside her, ready to have another glass.
She was an adult, and her physique was more terrifying than before, but the genuine worry had solidified to the point where even alcohol could not extinguish it.
Just as she wanted to drink another glass, a hand pressed down on the rim of the cup she had placed on the counter.
“Take your hand away, who are you?”
Lucianne was holding back an unvented inner rage, mixed with grievances and a final sliver of male pride.
Her voice carried a certain burst of defiance.
“What exactly happened to make you drown your sorrows here? Do you not understand what 'drinking irresponsibly' ans? If you get drunk, who knows which senior will take advantage of you."
“I won't get drunk, I know my body very well…”
Lucianne subconsciously wanted to refute, but after being reprimanded like this, she also realized that the person lecturing her… the voice was sowhat familiar...
She looked up at the speaker, and it was the senior she was familiar with, Daphne.
She subconsciously bit her lower lip, but still resolutely snatched the cup back.
“Aren't you going to check the cup before you drink?”
Seeing how emotional Lucianne was, Daphne spoke up to remind her, her tone carrying a hint of teasing, seemingly trying to lighten the mood, but it didn't work at all.
“Huh?”
Lucianne subconsciously looked at the cup in her hand.
Sothing at the bottom of the cup was bubbling like an effervescent tablet, imdiately sobering her slightly tipsy nerves.
“What is this?”
“What is this…”
Daphne chuckled softly and sat down on the sofa unceremoniously, very close to Lucianne.
“With your intelligence, you dare to drink here? If I hadn't co here first, who knows which senior's bed you’d be in right now."
“Did you drug ?”
“Yes, so don’t drink it. Drinking too much is bad for you… Hey! Stop! Don't drink it!”
Daphne originally wanted to advise Lucianne not to drink, but before she finished speaking, she saw Lucianne tilt her head back and drink everything, including the un-dissolved pill.
She didn't even have ti to stop her.
“I drank it, so what? Abuse then… We're both girls, so who's afraid of who? Anyway, I've lost everything now, so why should I care about this?”
Lucianne slamd the cup onto the table, her tone carrying a sense of reckless abandonnt.
Her gaze fixed on the empty cup, lost in thought, and finally, she asked, as if possessed, "How long until this drug takes effect?”
“You... Hmph, half an hour, maybe.”
Daphne said irritably.
“Haha… that long? I don’t feel anything at all.”
Lucianne grumbled.
At this mont, she slumped onto the sofa, seemingly uncaring about anything.
Daphne also took a deep breath, looked at Lucianne, and softened her tone.
“Lucianne, what happened? Tell about it. You were fine just a mont ago. Why did you beco a different person after coming back from your trip to the Bobapus Archipelago?”
“There’s nothing to talk about. There’s no turning back anyway.”
“You can still confide in if you have worries…”
“I don't want to confide!”
“Alright… then can I guess? I guess… was it so argunt with your family?”
Daphne asked tentatively.
Large numbers of students at Witch Academy encountered this problem every year during the first sester.
This was unavoidable.
The power dynamic between the Transcendent Academies subjected these students to the majority of the pressure, especially for a unique academy like Witch Academy.
Therefore, at this ti every year, clubs related to psychological counseling at Witch Academy, spontaneously ford groups, and so on, would appear in the view of the new student population.
They would use their own power to help the new students and solve the practical problems they faced.
One should not underestimate the support provided by these seniors.
Without the pressure of future livelihood, almost everyone would choose to spontaneously do things they considered aningful, such as solving personal problems, physiological problems, cognitive problems, family problems, economic problems, and so on.
At this mont, Lucianne fell silent, as the other party had guessed correctly with only a slight probe.
She had already had an irreconcilable conflict with her family.
She was not an only child.
Her family telling her to return to Wizard Academy was just for the sake of their family’s reputation.
She kept reflecting and recalling the smiles her parents showed after she was admitted to Wizard Academy... that was pride based on reputation, as if they lived for that.
Because she was the one who got into Wizard Academy, not her parents, those smiles were for showing off to those relatives.
They enjoyed the pleasure of dominating a genius son.
They beca parents and tasted the flavor of power for the first ti.
She was the most successful cost-free investnt in the family.
Her older brothers and sisters did not get into good academies.
Originally, they could have been admitted to decent Beast Academies, but her parents called those academies Wild Chicken Academies.
They disagreed with her becoming an animal like a tiger in a Beast Academy, even saying that the family wouldn't raise livestock.
Their goal had been a top-tier academy from the start.
Her parents' understanding was limited, and they believed it was easy to get in, thinking that as long as they had enough children, one would eventually be a genius who could pass the entrance exam.
So, the day she was admitted to Wizard Academy, her parents imdiately canceled their subsequent pregnancy plans.
Only after she left her original family and saw the outside world did she understand one thing: the lower the cognition, the more they possessed a strange, inexplicable confidence.
This way of thinking also stayed with her for a long ti until she t Yang Yuehan.
People only reflect when they feel pain, and the sa went for her parents, but they didn't have the chance to taste what pain felt like now.
Now, with a phone call, they even told her to figure out how to transfer schools herself and return to Wizard Academy.
Was this possible?
It was completely impossible.
How could an ordinary student negotiate with a Transcendent Academy?
This gap in understanding caused her great pain.
Her parents had put the shackles of slavery on her in childhood, and now she found that she couldn't take them off.
It was clearly a very simple choice, an easy thing to let go of, yet it made her utterly miserable.
Her parents kept saying that the family wouldn't raise livestock, but when she wanted to take off the shackles her parents had put on her, she realized that livestock didn't have hands.
And she couldn't take off the shackles.
“It's alright. I was the one who brought you to Witch Academy. I will stay with you…”
“You… you ruined my past life!”
When Daphne said that, Lucianne's emotions imdiately ignited!
If it weren't for the girl in front of her forcefully turning her into a Witch and keeping her at Witch Academy, none of this would have happened.
She wouldn't be unable to return ho right now!
And she wouldn't have these worries!
She wanted to vent with her fists, but her punches landing on Daphne were all light and airy...
Did she truly hate the senior in front of her?
She should hate her parents!
But she couldn't!
That internal shackle firmly prevented her from hating the parents who gave birth to her and raised her, that original family.
She only hated herself for knowing too much but being powerless to change anything.
“It's alright… just let everything out…”
Daphne reached out and wrapped her arm around the back of Lucianne's neck, pressing her into her embrace.
She admitted that she had done all this, but if it weren't for her, soone else would have done it, so there would never be a lack of people to play the villain.
But when the opponent’s first punch landed without any force, she knew she had bet correctly.
So… she was willing to bear all the subsequent responsibilities.
“Tell senior about it. Senior was very curious about you before. Things haven’t developed to the worst point. You still have to stay with you."
Lucianne was held like this for a long ti.
The last shred of her forr male pride prevented her from crying, until she soaked a small patch on Daphne's collar.
Only then did she stubbornly raise her head, indicating that she hadn't cried.
Whether it was the intimate action just now or the drug in that glass of wine, Lucianne's face was flushed at the mont, and the words she was reluctant to say before now burst out like a floodgate.
Lucianne rembered that she seed to have talked for a long ti until she fell asleep.
The "aphrodisiac" drug she anticipated never took effect.
She only felt her body relax and her consciousness a little drowsy, until she herself was unaware of what she had said, and she entered the Dream State.
Daphne looked at the girl lying in her arms like a "small bird leaning on a person," a doting smile appearing on her face.
She gently teased her cheek before picking her up in a princess carry and taking her away, as sleeping here was not safe.
The drug she put in earlier was only a sleep aid, an alchemical product that helped subtly suggest to the user to release the words they were unwilling to speak from their heart.
Once those words blocking the heart were spoken, the weariness would swallow the user’s consciousness into deep sleep, aiding in ntal recovery and reducing internal self-consumption.
However, this type of drug still belonged to the category of drugs that Witch Academy did not allow to be legally sold, and like so sexy lingerie and other drugs, they were regulated goods.
But if one were to ask what kind of control Witch Academy had over this, the answer could only be… none to speak of.
After all, in so Alchemy elective courses, so Witches would even teach how to refine such things as part of the normal curriculum.
...
“Fervent love is the most desired form of interaction between two parties, and stable emotions are the state that both parties in a relationship hope to maintain, but this has always been a difficult balance to achieve in the interaction between the two."
“Firstly… I am very happy that you are attending my class, but I do not hope that you follow my thods to fall in love. Love does not have a standardized template, and affection has no standard answer. Everything I say is rely for reference. Only after you understand this do you have the qualification to begin today’s Love Project."
At this mont, I was walking down the corridor of the teaching building.
The research related to the Grand Spellbook no longer required my presence for a short while.
The knowledge and abilities of every Academic Transcendent ntor far surpassed what the current could compare with.
The reason they needed before was that this ability belonged to .
They could choose to let loose in any form, but they did not do so.
When I chose to give them this freedom, I also gained freedom.
This was fundantally a mutually beneficial exchange and cooperation; I did not restrict their authority.
I did not regret opening these things up for them to research.
As the saying goes, one's own ti is the most precious, even if I spent it lavishly to accompany another person.
They gained the honor of research and innovation, and I shared their results.
This was a win-win situation.
If I attempted to keep everything in my own hands, it would not be a qualified cooperation; it would be unilateral plunder and exploitation.
They were not my followers, nor were they my slaves; they were the Transcendent ntors of Witch Academy.
At this mont, it wasn't until I stopped outside the window of a classroom and saw that familiar figure sitting there, earnestly studying like a student, through the glass, that I was stunned.
Finally, the corner of my mouth lifted in a knowing smile.
Big Sis Bai was truly unbearably cute in certain aspects… secretly attending a Love Course behind my back?
This was truly sothing!
At this mont, the ntor giving the lecture in the classroom also saw outside the window.
After our eyes t, she responded with a kind smile, as if seeing through my thoughts.
“Love has no barrier, so why stop outside the window? If there is your beloved partner inside the classroom, then my class welcos you to co in and listen together.”
Following this sudden digression, many students in the classroom also followed the teacher's gaze and looked outside the window.
And as one of them suddenly took the lead in a loud voice, it instantly instigated cheering among most of the class.
At this mont, Bai Yu also realized sothing was wrong, but when she looked back, there was a rare hint of panic in her eyes.
Upon seeing Big Sis Bai's expression, the awkwardness of suddenly being cheered at disappeared a little.
I tidied my collar, which wasn't even ssy, and walked to the classroom door, confidently stepping inside.
My arrival imdiately brought the cheering to a climax.
The eager gazes seed to be searching for which lucky (or unlucky) student's girlfriend had found her way here in the large classroom.
After entering, I courteously bowed to the ntor and also indicated that I would pay for the class afterward, as such classes were usually paid courses.
After receiving the other party’s permission, my gaze did not leave Big Sis Bai's side.
Amidst the clamor, I walked directly to Big Sis Bai's corner.
That originally inconspicuous spot instantly beca a place of envy.
“Big Sis Bai was preparing lessons behind my back, but she was secretly taking extra lessons here.”
I teased Big Sis Bai in a voice only she could hear, and then sat down beside Big Sis Bai with satisfaction.
As the ntor on the stage made a gesture, the noise in the class quickly subsided.
“Good We have witnessed the arrival of another pair of lovers. I said that my course is suitable for couples to listen to together. Love is never about unilateral tolerance but the mutual maintenance of both parties."
“Alright! Now, let's get back to the main topic.”
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