Free Web NovelWhat was it like to have dinner with her daughter and her former teammate?
The old Vieya might have found it awkward and unnatural, but now she was already used to it.
She even felt a playful urge rising.
“Come on, call her Auntie.”
Vieya squeezed Jasmine’s cheeks while smiling at Lilian, who was about to raise a forkful of vegetable dumpling to her mouth.
“Let Auntie give you a dumpling to try, okay?”
“......”
Jasmine looked helpless, glancing from Vieya to Lilian with teary eyes, and with her cheeks rubbed red she looked like a bullied little bundle.
“Mom...” Jasmine turned to Vieya with a pitiful expression.
“Don’t force the child.”
Lilian pushed the plate of vegetable dumplings toward Vieya and also slid a dish of sauce over.
“Yes, parents shouldn’t always treat their children like toys. That will harm the bond between parent and child,” the Old Dean said.
“Sigh, I just saw Lilian’s blank face and wanted to liven the mood.” Resting her chin in one hand, Vieya used the other to feed dumplings to the girl sitting in her lap. “It’s rare that I get to relax. Don’t be so serious.”
The Old Dean looked thoughtfully at Vieya, who was tending to the child, and sighed. “Last time I saw you, Miss Vieya, you still looked like a child yourself. Now you’re raising one... time really does fly, hahaha.”
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Vieya popped the dumpling she had been about to feed into her own mouth, ignoring Jasmine’s stunned eyes, and spoke while chewing.
“There’s a secret technique in this world. When I’m dangerously low on strength, I can switch into an energy-saving mode. The price is that I regress into the form of a ten-year-old or so... I won’t go into the past. It wasn’t pleasant. You can just take it that I was forced into that state.”
“Is that so?”
Lilian recalled the monster girls she had seen before. Among them, a rare few of the higher species could master secret techniques passed down in their lineages.
It seemed Vieya was a high-class monster girl too. Well, of course.
A monster girl with such immense power could hardly be ordinary.
Having sorted it out in her mind, Lilian turned back to the meal, picking up a slice of thousand-layer tofu and tasting it slowly.
Suddenly—
A priest came running in, panic on his face as though the devil himself chased him.
Could it be related to me again?
Vieya found the dumpling in her mouth had lost its flavor. But fortunately, the priest did not come for her; he stopped before the Old Dean.
Panting, the priest said:
“Dean, a special officer from the Lord Mayor’s mansion is asking for you. Will you...”
“A special officer?” The Old Dean paused briefly, then calmly asked, “Which officer from the Lord Mayor’s mansion?”
The priest’s face was anxious. “It’s... it’s the Lord Mayor’s eldest son!”
“That brat came back?” The Old Dean’s brows furrowed, his expression turning cloudy. “Tell them to wait outside. I have no time to bicker with him now.”
“B-but...”
The nervous priest had not finished when a cold, hard voice rang out from the dining hall entrance.
“Uncle Mok, are you so busy now you cannot even come out to see me?”
The Old Dean turned his head with displeasure.
At the door, a crowd of people came filing in.
At their head was a young officer draped in a black wool coat, his features stern and sharp.
Along the way the nuns stepped back one after another, clearing the path.
The officer’s black boots struck crisply against the floor, the heels tapping out a sharp sound—da, da, da... growing closer, until he stopped three meters before the Old Dean. freewebnovёl.ƈom
“Uncle Mok, the Church’s good days are over. By authority of the Administration Department of the Recalia Academy of Magic, I declare: you have violated the decree on [Unclaimed Monsters and Monster Girl Containment], and the following measures will now be enforced—”
“We here only recognize the law of our holy St. Catarina!” the priest shouted angrily. “Your Academy’s rules hold no authority here!”
“Heh.”
The young officer gave two short, cold laughs. He leaned so close his face nearly touched the priest’s, yet he didn’t even look at the priest’s furious, reddened expression. With a mocking grin he spat:
“Get the hell out of my sight.”
“You! You!”
Before all eyes, the priest had never been insulted like this. His eyes ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) bulged, his forehead veins pulsing red with rage.
“Do you not understand human speech?” the young officer said lazily. “Shall I repeat myself a second time?”
The dining hall was silent as death. Everyone waited for the Old Dean’s response. The atmosphere dropped to freezing.
“Enough.”
The Old Dean rose, like that fleeting calm over the sea before a thunderstorm breaks.
“This is not Recalia’s territory. Don’t even think of taking anyone from here...”
“What if it isn’t a person?” the young officer raised an eyebrow.
“Whoever it is, you will not take them.” The Old Dean sighed. “Even if your father and your principal themselves came, it would be the same. If you do not want to escalate this, then leave now.”
His voice was calm, yet it carried a weight that admitted no argument.
