"Excuse me."
"Academy...what is that, a place?"
Hene was taken aback.
The person in front of her had very beautiful eyes, as bright and clear as two emeralds.
What a pity, someone with such beautiful eyes...
He spoke haltingly.
Moreover, the questions asked were somewhat strange.
It gives the impression of beauty that comes from a lack of intelligence.
A hint of regret flashed in Henne's eyes, but fortunately, she was helpful and began to explain:
"Academy? I guess it's a place for teaching and nurturing people."
"This is a magic academy. If you want to learn magic, as long as you have magical talent, you can enroll."
The person in front of her listened to Hene's explanation and remained silent for a while.
Hene stood quietly in front of her, looking at her:
Are you from outside?
"Or... is this your first time in the capital?"
The hooded man nodded blankly.
A flame suddenly ignited in Henne's heart, a heart that longed to help others.
Looking at the person in front of her who could barely speak, Henney couldn't help but kindly ask:
"Why...did you come to the capital?"
"I want to...become stronger."
In her memory, ever since the Demon Rift was shrouded in that deep darkness, the image of a raven has been imprinted on her mind.
As if constantly reminding her, an incredibly prosperous city flashed through her mind.
So, she followed those fragmented and faint memories in her mind and came here.
"I see, I understand now."
Hene nodded, looking like she understood.
"If you want to become a mage, I can give you a tour of the academy first."
"By the way, what's your name?"
The mysterious figure before them slowly raised its head, its bright green snake eyes gradually widening, and a hoarse voice began to ring out:
"I am……"
"Safirose".
...
With her legs aching, Henney finally pushed open the gates of Clavner's mansion.
Although Victor had already prepared a house for her next to the college—so that she wouldn't have to walk too far to work.
But Henney still prefers to come back here.
If I had to explain why...
"professor!"
Henney pushed open the study door, her cheerful voice ringing out.
She walked through the doorway and saw Victor sitting at his desk with a lamp on.
The warm yellow light shone through the darkness and fell on the pages of the book.
Viktor slowly turned the pages of the book in his hands, the pages rustling softly from time to time.
Whenever Henney came to the study and saw Victor, she would always see the professor reading a thick book.
This always made Henney feel a deep sense of admiration.
No wonder the professor became a fourth-tier mage at such a young age.
Even after becoming a fourth-tier mage, he still read books frequently.
The knowledge stored in their brains has probably reached an astonishing level.
Although she was surprised to receive that obscene book from Professor Victor last time, after thinking about it, Henney felt it made perfect sense.
That novel was written in Elvish, and perhaps Professor Victor read it in order to learn Elvish.
This also demonstrates Professor Victor's broad and studious nature, even showing considerable expertise in Elvish.
In short, she had found all sorts of reasons for Viktor.
Seeing Henney return, Victor closed the book and placed it steadily on the table.
I turned off the desk lamp and snapped my fingers.
A beam of white light, brighter than a desk lamp, illuminated the dimly lit study.
His gaze calmly fell upon Henney.
"You seem to be in a good mood today."
"Is there something you need?"
"It's nothing really..."
Hearing Victor's question, Heni acted somewhat awkwardly and continued to look at Victor.
"It's so hot today, I want to take a bath."
"Um...Professor, could we...?"
...
Bang!
The door slammed shut, and a moment later, Henney stood in the doorway.
As expected, she was kicked out of the study.
Such a request was rather audacious, so being rejected was to be expected.
But Henney was not discouraged and did not give up.
It took Henne several days to finally accept that her race was a succubus after she realized it.
This was all thanks to Wrightton's help.
The little crocodile comforted her, it said.
Demons are creatures that act on instinct; they would rather follow their instincts than deliberately obey the rules.
So Henney came to terms with it.
Since this idea of hers is an instinct.
So why didn't she follow her instincts?
Moreover, she really liked Professor Victor.
"..."
Without realizing it, Hene thought of the last time.
It was also in Professor Victor's study.
The professor kissed her.
She leaned against the doorway outside the study, touching her lips.
Soon, Hene changed her mind and stopped thinking about it. Humming off-key music, she left the study.
...
In the study, Victor was rubbing his forehead in distress, his brows furrowed.
Listening to the crows nearby mercilessly mocking him.
"Look at you, so cowardly."
"If you ask me, you should just give in to her as soon as possible."
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