Chapter 388
Chapter 94: This Is Not the Car to the Academy!
Suddenly, representatives from various schools led by Diah, the head of the Purple Magic School, started walking over.
Diah swept his gaze across Marvin’s annoyed and frustrated face, his expression unchanging: “Step aside.”
“But, Father…”
“Step aside!”
Diah’s tone turned stern, leaving no room for doubt.
Marvin had no choice but to shut his mouth, obediently lowering his head and stepping back.
But just then, the young boy’s voice rang out once more.
“Wait, it’s not over yet.”
Roy glanced at Marvin, whose face was full of hostility, and said with utmost confidence, “He still owes me an apology.”
The young purple mage glared at him, as if ready to spit out some crude words, but was stopped by Diah raising a hand.
Diah looked down at him, unmoved: “The investigation will be decided by the Academy, young man, don’t go too far.”
Roy couldn’t help but chuckle: “That’s not what I’m talking about.”
“Your son publicly humiliated a lady, a guest, showing no gentlemanly manners. Shouldn’t he apologize to her?”
Everyone present was momentarily stunned; even Diah didn’t expect the topic to return to this matter, his eyes flashing with surprise.
However, he quickly turned back to Marvin and barked, “Did you hear what he said?”
Compared to the Cassandra family’s current predicament, was Marvin’s face really that important?
And Marvin’s expression instantly turned spectacular.
He looked towards Leanna and mustered all his strength to squeeze out a single phrase: “I’m sorry.”
“Hmm? Did you just say something?” Leanna tilted her head.
“You…!”
“He’s so scary, he didn’t mean it at all…”
Before Marvin could get angry, Leanna, like a frightened little animal, whimpered and buried herself into Roy’s arms, seeking his protection.
Everyone was left dumbfounded.
Especially Roy, who couldn’t help but marvel at the impressive acting skills of the bad woman, completely shameless…
Speaking of which, it was quite funny for a Sequence 6 to be hiding in his Sequence 8’s arms.
Under Diah’s increasingly cold gaze, Marvin finally gritted his teeth and humbled himself, lowering his head.
“I’m sorry for my disrespectful words and actions just now!”
The crowd was in disbelief; no one expected that just moments ago, the arrogant Marvin would fall to such a state in his own home turf.
As for the boy and girl holding hands, they were subject to various speculations. Some even believed that Leanna came to fish from the start, while Roy was responsible for reeling her in, making it clear how the purple mage had been set up.
But the happiest was Malfoy and the other prominent figures.
Although they had confirmed the relationship between the Purple Magic School and the cultists in secret, they were worried about not having a clear excuse to challenge the Purple Magic School.
Malfoy had prepared himself to leave empty-handed, but he didn’t expect a breakthrough would come so quickly.
Marvin’s slip-up had plenty of room for maneuver.
Although Roy claimed he wouldn’t get involved with the Academy, he surprisingly proved dependable at a critical moment! And Leanna too; her earlier acting was incredibly convincing! Together, they had great chemistry!
Previously, Malfoy found it strange that the black-haired boy didn’t bring a female companion with him; now he finally had the answer.
As the commotion subsided, the banquet returned to normal, and the mages were ready for another round of negotiations.
As they took their leave, the head of the Purple Magic faction locked eyes with the witch of Black Magic.
“I advise you to be aware of yourself. Don’t waste the life you’ve worked so hard to reclaim.”
Leanna smiled sweetly, polite but with a cold glint in her purple eyes, dark and sticky: “Don’t worry; this life is enough for you to pay the price.”
Seeing the darkness in her eyes, Diah subtly raised the corners of his mouth: “I’ll be looking forward to it.”
“And as for you…” Diah looked at Roy, a hint of disdain crossing his face: “I advise you not to meddle too much.”
Roy maintained a friendly smile, shrugging: “I think it would be better for you to worry about yourself, Lord Diah.”
“Excuse us.”
Roy took Leanna and stepped away, and the eager mages immediately surrounded Diah.
Even though he remained unruffled, stable as a rock, the head of the Cassandra family couldn’t help but twitch his eyebrows, no longer as composed as before.
The banquet ended with the Purple Mages’ grim faces contrasting sharply with the smiling guests.
Inside the carriage, the young boy looked at the girl beside him, feeling utterly helpless.
“So, how much longer are you going to hold on like this?”
“It was clearly the junior who hugged me first. You wouldn’t get tired of your senior so quickly, would you?”
“That was a special circumstance.”
Roy knew that sitting on Leanna’s carriage meant he had to pay the fare of being teased by her, so he originally intended not to ride.
Due to Leanna’s insistence, Roy was delayed a bit during the dispersal.
Unexpectedly, Malfoy patted his shoulder, saying the Golden-Winged Griffin was his responsibility to bring back to Academy City, and there was no need for him to worry, urging him to enjoy himself tonight instead, before leaving with an expression he thought was very considerate!
Roy was dumbfounded.
Wait, is there anyone this ungrateful? This backstab is too ruthless! And did you possibly misunderstand something?!
Without a mount, Roy had no choice but to obediently get into Leanna’s carriage.
“So, why did you come? Are you worried about me?” Leanna changed her posture, slightly pulling away, but her hand remained tightly clasped.
“You’re thinking too much. I only came at the academy’s invitation to support the event.” Roy turned his head, looking out the window at the night scene.
There was still some distance to Academy City, and the suburban night wasn’t particularly scenic.
“But the academy didn’t ask you to help me, did they?”
“What I meant was…”
Just as Roy turned back to explain, he suddenly froze. The brown-haired girl had leaned right in front of him and gently pressed her delicate fingertip against his lips.
Her soft fingers carried the scent of bellflowers and a faint fragrance.
The soft moonlight fell on Leanna’s face, bathing it in an warmth that didn’t belong to her.
She smiled lightly, neither graceful nor teasing, with nothing in her purple eyes except for the young boy’s surprised reflection.
“Thank you for coming to help me.”
Such sincere gratitude made Roy feel a little embarrassed.
Not good.
This girl is just too pretty when she gets serious…
“It was just a small favor.”
“But even so, you’re the only one who did me a favor, you know.”
These words made Roy’s heart tremble slightly.
He could almost understand why Leanna in the original work wanted to drink to drown her sorrows.
Although it wasn’t from Marvin, he could imagine that the original Leanna must have gone through a lot of criticism, which deeply wounded her soul, yet no one reached out to help her.
Roy no longer avoided Leanna’s gaze, softening his voice: “I just can’t be so heartless as to see my senior being bullied by outsiders.”
The brown-haired girl covered her mouth, a playful look on her face: “Not wanting to see your senior bullied; you must really be my junior.”
This time, Roy opened his mouth, but looking at her moist and shimmering eyes, more beautiful than crystal, he instinctively held back from retorting.
Their gazes locked, breaths lightened, the moonlight enveloping the silhouettes of the boy and girl.
Inside the small carriage, it was surprisingly quiet.
Until a voice called out from the front, breaking the spell.
“Hey, you two, we’ve arrived!”
Roy jolted back to reality, a bit flustered as he got off the carriage.
Only then did he realize that what lay before him was not the familiar scenery of the academy, but a high-end bar bedecked in ostentation.
Wait, this isn’t the car to the Magic Academy!
Roy turned sharply, ready to question what was going on, only to find that the carriage had already galloped away as if it had been arranged.
And Leanna, as if everything was planned, naturally smiled: “It’s still early. How about we have a drink? My treat.”
