A man in a black trench coat was walking towards the carriage.

"teacher!"

Victor had just reached the carriage when he heard the familiar voice and slowly turned around.

Their eyes met, just as Aurelion's:

"Your Highness."

"Now should be the time when students are prohibited from entering and leaving at will."

The college is basically closed until noon and evening.

But this rule obviously doesn't apply to Aurelion.

After all, she is a princess. No one can stop her from going out if she wants to, and no one dares to stop her.

Aurelion placed her hands on her chest and looked at Victor expectantly.

"Teacher, I..."

She really wanted to tell the other person directly that she had become the top freshman and wanted to receive their praise and recognition.

I really want to hear it from Viktor.

Aurelion, you are my best student.

But after meeting Teacher Viktor, he couldn't bring himself to express the anticipation he felt.

"I……"

Viktor looked directly at Aurelion and casually said:

"If there's nothing else, I'll head back now."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and got into the carriage.

Aurelion watched Victor get into the carriage, feeling a sense of loss.

She reached out a hand, about to say something to persuade Victor to stay.

But then she saw Victor, who had boarded the carriage, lean out and smile slightly at her.

"The final 'task' was done well."

Keep up the good work.

After she finished speaking, the curtains of the carriage window were drawn, and Aurelion stared blankly as the carriage wheels slowly turned before leaving the academy gate.

Celia stepped forward and said happily to Aurelion.

"That's wonderful, Your Highness."

"Your teacher still praised you."

Celia had expected Aurelion to be even happier, but in reality, she didn't react much.

Even his expression gradually calmed down, as if it were devoid of any emotion.

Seeing this, Celia couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Her Highness doesn't seem very happy?

Aurelion gazed in the direction the carriage had gone and said softly:

"He doesn't seem to be my teacher."

She was referring to Victor, who had just boarded the carriage.

It was Viktor, sitting in the audience, listening to her speak.

"He didn't have that raven on him."

Celia was somewhat confused and even surprised.

Although everyone knows that Victor always has a crow as a pet.

But that shouldn't be a reliable way to determine whether that person is Viktor himself.

Celia felt that the princess was too decisive.

Of course, that's not all.

Aurelion didn't mention the other reasons.

After the dungeon ended, she felt her magical power increase.

After verification by the court mages, Aurelion is now a true second-tier mage.

She didn't tell Viktor about this.

She wanted to surprise the teacher and see the look of surprise on their face when they saw her.

But... the teacher didn't react at all.

A real teacher would never do that.

Aurelion sensed that the departing 'Victor' was not nearly as elegant as the real person.

Her teacher's unique elegance and nobility seemed to be a memory ingrained in her very being.

Although he is aloof, he would never neglect others.

And that person seemed to be deliberately imitating him.

Therefore, Aurelion was certain.

Viktor, who just left, was certainly not her real teacher.

So... where did her teacher go?

Aurelion didn't know.

She could only return to the academy, walking around with her head down, somewhat dejected.

The students around her were discussing the newly started course with great enthusiasm, and Aurelione happened to overhear their conversation.

"I've heard that Associate Professor Henney's classes are very good. I'm thinking of enrolling in her class to check it out."

"Oh, that seems to be a very young associate professor. I remember he used to be Professor Victor's teaching assistant."

Upon hearing this, Aurelion paused slightly, turned her head, and looked at the students.

Just now, she seemed to hear a very familiar name.

The students' chatter continued.

"Associate Professor Henney's classes are already fully booked, and you can't find her now."

Why?

"Haven't you heard? Associate Professor Henney has taken a few days off; apparently, she's going on a trip with Professor Victor."

Almost the instant the words were spoken, a shadow seemed to fall over their backs.

"classmate."

The students turned around, and there stood the princess, who was not very tall, smiling at them.

But the smile seemed somewhat unhealthy, stiffly displayed on his face.

His two open eyes also revealed a hint of fanaticism.

"Could you repeat what you just said?"

...

The carriage gradually moved forward and soon arrived at the gate of Victor's mansion.

Victor slowly opened the car door and got out. When the servant saw the master of the house return, he respectfully opened the gate.

"Master of the family."

Victor nodded and walked through the gate.

Upon entering the courtyard, he did not return directly to the mansion.

Instead, he first wandered around the place where the servants worked for several hours.

Along the way, many servants would bow to him with special respect.

At this time, Viktor would nod in response.

It's as if they thoroughly enjoy the feeling of being respected.

At that moment, Lia appeared beside them without them noticing.

She stood in the corner, hands over her chest, coldly looking at 'Victor' in front of her.

“Meredim”.

“Victor asked you to dress up as him, not so you could flaunt your status as the head of the family.”

Viktor turned his head, a wide smile on his face.

However, the real Victor would never show such an expression.

"Oh, little Lia, don't worry, I just want to experience it simply."

"As the head of the family, Mr. Victor possesses such a status, yet he doesn't know how to use it. Isn't that a great waste?"

Lia rolled her eyes and shrugged.

"Whatever you want."

"I hope you can still use this same excuse when Viktor comes back."

Viktor's body gradually became transparent, and then his features and face began to twist, as if they had been scrambled and re-divided, and his body gradually dispersed to different parts.

"certainly."

"Sir, he will understand my good intentions."