Chapter 84
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Volume 3 + Chapter 84: No Martial Virtue
Biden was gathering an astonishing amount of energy, electricity crackling through the streets, shaking the ground and walls. The panicked crowd screamed as they fled the scene.
Watching the magic Biden was using, Inner Demon Xia Yi found it utterly laughable.
All she had to do was summon the Holy Sword, stop suppressing her power, and unleash her dragon form—killing this old bastard would be child’s play.
If there was anything to think about, it was how she should kill him.
Should she slice off his limbs? Or split him clean in half from top to bottom?
Honestly, any method would do.
Inner Demon Xia Yi raised her hand, preparing to summon the Holy Sword Gram.
But just then—
Whoosh!
A streak of sword light pierced through the electricity, its trailing slash tearing through the ground before striking Biden’s magic circle.
The sword technique, amplified by sword intent, was not to be underestimated—it effortlessly shattered the magic circle.
“Ugh—!”
Biden let out a muffled groan as he was sent flying, crashing hard onto the ground.
“Huh?”
Inner Demon Xia Yi looked at the disheveled Biden, slightly surprised.
Because this wasn’t her doing.
Before she could even summon the Holy Sword, someone else had already intervened, crushing Biden’s magic.
Who did it?
She turned her head and saw a young girl—also wearing the uniform of a Laurel Academy senior instructor—standing there, clearly a swordsman.
“Are you alright?”
Hill sheathed her sword, stepping over the fallen Biden as she walked up to Inner Demon Xia Yi.
“…Unnecessary.”
Inner Demon Xia Yi curled her lip.
She didn’t need anyone’s help, let alone being saved.
“Oww… Y-you—! What do you think you’re doing, Instructor Hill?!”
Despite being an old man, Biden had only cried out in pain after taking Hill’s sword strike before scrambling back up.
Seems Hill had held back somewhat.
“Attacking a colleague?! You have no martial virtue!”
“…Instructor Biden, what exactly were you doing?”
Hill’s gaze turned cold as she spoke—her tone completely different from how she had addressed Inner Demon Xia Yi earlier.
“This delinquent student insulted a teacher, skipped class without reason, and has an extremely poor attitude! She must be punished!” Biden fumed.
“If that were truly the case, you should have followed proper procedure—reporting to the academic affairs office and letting them decide whether disciplinary action is necessary. But what were you doing just now, Instructor Biden? Privately punishing a student?”
“Your actions just now severely violated Laurel Academy’s faculty regulations. Not only did you abuse your authority to administer private punishment, you recklessly used high-damage magic within Laurel City, endangering public safety and inciting panic—even attempting to take a student’s life!”
Hill’s sharp questioning made it clear she was genuinely furious, her imposing aura overwhelming even Biden, who had far more seniority.
Biden glanced around, only now realizing the situation.
“Explain yourself. Why were you trying to kill someone, Instructor Biden? There had better be a legitimate reason.” Hill pressed further.
“I—”
Biden found himself at a loss for words.
What could he say? That he was afraid of being killed?
That would sound utterly absurd—him, a veteran instructor, fearing for his life against a newly enrolled student, leading to such an extreme reaction.
If word got out, his reputation would be ruined.
He truly couldn’t understand why he had treated this delinquent student as if she were some kind of witch.
“Instructor Hill, you misunderstand. I had no intention of killing anyone. It’s just that Student Xia Yi’s behavior was far too disrespectful. I merely wanted to scare her into correcting her attitude. I had everything under control.” Biden lied through his teeth.
“…Oh? In that case, apologize to Student Xia Yi.” Hill didn’t let him off the hook, forcing Biden into an awkward position.
“What?!” Biden’s eyes widened. “You want me to apologize to her?!”
“Yes. After all, you frightened her.”
Biden’s face twitched.
In the human world, he was a recognized authority in magic!
As a respected senior, he was supposed to bow his head to some good-for-nothing delinquent?!
Proud and arrogant as he was, how could Biden accept this?
But…
Right now, he had no other choice.
With only the three of them present and no witnesses, he might as well grit his teeth and endure it.
Reluctantly, he walked up to Xia Yi and forced out an apology before making a hasty exit, his pride in tatters.
“Xia Yi, this should settle things. If Biden ever troubles you again, you can threaten to report today’s incident. He won’t dare do anything to you after that.”
Hill turned to Inner Demon Xia Yi and added.
“If you need any further help, you can always come to me.”
An apology? Help?
Ridiculous.
Inner Demon Xia Yi didn’t need any of that. All she wanted was to kill that bastard.
Today, that old fool was dead—nothing could save him.
“Prepare to die, you old— Mmph?!”
Inner Demon Xia Yi suddenly jolted, letting out an adorable squeak as something cold touched her cheek.
Someone had ambushed her!
“Here, Xia Yi. Have this. Don’t be so upset.”
Hill was holding a cup of milk tea.
Taro boba milk tea!
Inner Demon Xia Yi was stunned.
Hill had just pressed it against her cheek.
Before she could even decide whether to accept it, Hill forcibly shoved the drink into her hands.
“Wh-what is this…?!”
“I bought it for myself, originally planning to take it back to drink. But then I saw what happened.”
“You think you can bribe me with this ridiculous, childish drink? Do you really think I’d fall for such a cheap trick? Useless!”
Despite her words, Inner Demon Xia Yi had already stabbed the straw into the cup and taken a sip.
So good!
Her face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling like stars.
The taste was just as amazing as she’d imagined—milk tea was the best!
But now, she faced a dilemma.
With both hands occupied holding the taro boba milk tea, she couldn’t draw her sword.
…Hmph.
Old man, you got lucky today.
“Xia Yi really loves milk tea, huh?”
Hill smiled as she watched Inner Demon Xia Yi’s utterly delighted expression.
“But today’s Xia Yi feels a little different from usual. Is it just my imagination?”
It was meant as an offhand remark, but the black-haired loli sipping her milk tea gave a response that left Hill stunned.
“Because I’m not Xia Yi.”
