The Last Reminders Before Leaving And The Night's Reassurance

“Today’s schedule and reminders are all set. Everyone just follow the plan; there’s nothing special to watch out for.”

“What about the Caesar Federation? They’ve always wanted your technology.”

Dr. Emira immediately asked the most important question regarding Young Master Naiye’s enemies.

“Their attention will be on me; they won’t bother with the Lycoris Family.”

“Young Master, why does Queen Auriel want you to return to the Auriel Knight Academy? You’re not going back to attend classes, are you?”

This time it was the Dark Elf Cassia speaking; although she was long-lived, the Auriel Knight Academy was even older than she was.

“Both yes and no. I originally stayed only a year; although I graduated early, I can slip back in to be a student on the surface.”

“Then what exactly are you going back to do?”

“Something has happened at the Auriel Knight Academy that needs me—an outsider from the family ranked fifth—to help. Also, I’ll try to see if I can make the Lycoris Family the true fifth family.”

By ‘true fifth-ranked family’ he meant that although the Lycoris Family is ranked fifth, that status is only on paper.

Queen Auriel

Auriel Knight Academy

Four Great Knight Families

The nobles of the aristocratic class

In the pyramid of social strata, although the Lycoris Family was powerful, it only occupied the fourth tier.

Young Master Naiye wanted to rise into the core tiers above the third layer.

“Young Master, do you mean that after we go to the Auriel Knight Academy, we might not even be sure when we’ll be able to return?”

Naiye nodded in response to Weiluxika’s question.

Hearing this, the silver-haired Cassia beside the Dark Knight suddenly changed into her black-haired older-sister form and leaned closer.

“Weiluxika, you must keep an eye on the Young Master. The lady knights at the Auriel Knight Academy are not some sheltered misses.

“The Young Master’s frail frame can’t possibly stand up to those female knights! That’s that!”

Though exaggerated, Cassia was speaking the truth.

The female knights of the Auriel Knight Academy were no ordinary students; each of them possessed superhuman physiques and unusual strength.

Although the Lycoris Family had magitech capable of influencing the whole kingdom, with their current power they could only contend with one of the Four Great Knight Families.

And it was only a contest—nothing more.

The female knights of the Auriel Knight Academy were not overrated; their prowess was a blessing from Queen Auriel.

Thus the Auriel Kingdom had two most important cores.

First, always, was Queen Auriel.

Second, always, was the Auriel Knight Academy.

Naiye finished his favorite mushroom broth and finally looked at the Dark Knight Weiluxika.

“Weiluxika, you must be careful too; your strength is great, and the Auriel Knight Academy judges by ability.”

“You don’t need to worry about saving face for me. I’m bringing you there first to train you, and second to defeat them!”

“Yes!”

On a normal night Naiye would have stayed up doing other things, but since they had to set out tomorrow, he went to bed earlier than usual.

Night fell like a heavy black silk, silently blanketing the entire Lycoris territory; all was hushed.

Young Master Naiye, as always, lay on his warm, comfortable bed; his even breathing echoed softly in the silent room, making one think he was peacefully asleep.

His sleeping posture was steady and relaxed; his delicate, handsome face looked especially gentle in the soft moonlight.

A tranquil, gentle atmosphere filled the room, the wall clock ticking away.

The ticking was still clear, indicating it was around nine o’clock—actually a little early to sleep now.

This peace and harmony were quietly broken at that moment.

Dr. Emira appeared silently at the doorway; her silhouette looked particularly slender yet full in the moonlight.

She bowed her head slightly; a stiff motion let a few strands of hair fall over her brow, hiding eyes full of nervousness and anticipation.

Her heart beat like rapid drums; her hands trembled slightly without her noticing.

After giving herself a little pep talk, her steps grew unusually firm; after an inner struggle she finally opened the door and moved closer.

Young Master Naiye was leaving tomorrow—if she didn’t take the initiative now, she’d lose her chance.

This opportunity tonight had been given to her by the Dark Elf Cassia.

Dr. Emira slowly approached Naiye’s bedside, her movements somewhat clumsy.

“…………….”

Young Master Naiye had been awakened when she opened the door because of her awkward movements.

The only one Naiye had never caught was Cassia; perhaps due to elven agility, she would always be discovered already lying by his side.

Her face flushed faintly; she had never imagined she’d have a night like this, proactively climbing onto Young Master Naiye’s bed.

At this moment Dr. Emira was filled with an indescribable resolve! That resolve drove an uncontrollable surge of emotion.

Naiye waited quietly to see how this clumsy, high-IQ genius would act.

He felt a chill in his chest as Dr. Emira slipped under the covers from below.

After a flurry of flustered movements, there were many noises and exaggerated motions.

Dr. Emira, at that moment, hadn’t noticed that most people would already be awake from the commotion.

When she finally arrived before Naiye, she looked relaxed and pleased.

She had no idea Naiye was pretending to sleep; no matter how much she fussed, he wouldn’t be awakened.

But Young Master Naiye felt warm now, because Dr. Emira’s mature body flushed from shyness, stirring something within him.

Yet Naiye still refused to open his eyes; he wanted to see how this seemingly aloof, mature big-sister type would clumsily take the initiative to serve him, the Young Master of the house.

Dr. Emira finally began to act: she first fumbled over Naiye’s body, then slowly moved down to his important parts.

Then………

“Ah!”

Naiye cried out in pain! He grabbed a handful of Dr. Emira’s jet-black hair and stopped her.

Dr. Emira’s face flushed crimson; her heart filled with shame, and she didn’t know how to explain her flustered, helpless state.

She stammered, “I… I just wanted to come and check on you… I’m sorry.”

“Didn’t I teach you last time? Don’t you know what you were doing just now!”

“I’m sorry, Young Master, I… it’s my first time being this forward.”

“You’re biting me! You idiot, that hurts!”

Which man could stand that? If she had used a bit more force, the treasure would have been gone!

But Naiye didn’t punish her; this situation was not unexpected.

Among Naiye’s trio, Dr. Emira looked the most mature and steady, the big-sister type—tall, well-built, and exuding an icy, aloof temperament.

Most importantly, her usefulness to Naiye was the greatest.

But in reality, she was the last to come to Naiye’s side.

The Dark Elf Cassia had been picked up by Naiye on the road when he was a child.

Weiluxika had been nurtured as Naiye’s personal guard and private knight since he was eight; she was only ten at the time.

Only Dr. Emira had impressed Naiye three years ago with her technological talent, leading Naiye to take in the very young Xiao Lu, which is how she joined the Lycoris Family.

She was a consummate professional and clumsy in life.

It was just surprising how clumsy Dr. Emira was in so many things—she had truly devoted all her talent to rational scientific research.

Even Young Master Naiye had to admit Dr. Emira’s genius in technology; he was far behind.

Even her younger brother Xiao Lu, though a ten-year-old brat, possessed mechanical knowledge and skill surpassing many.

He could even disassemble and reassemble a mechanical component.

Naiye tugged at Dr. Emira’s hair, somewhat forcefully pulling her closer.

Dr. Emira, still flushed, leaned against Naiye; her jet-black hair fell casually over the Young Master, her crimson eyes still sparkling with awkward confusion.

“It was supposed to be Cassia, right? She sent you?”

“Yes.”

He then felt her stomach—full and balanced, without excess fat.

“You’ve trained well. Your once-indoor body isn’t so fat anymore.”

“Yes……”

Then Young Master Naiye touched her thigh—fair, long, firm and full. This area showed training most clearly, and Dr. Emira now had a perfect S-shaped figure.

Holding such a top-tier beauty, Naiye still sighed inwardly with some regret.

—It’s a pity she isn’t wearing black stockings.

Despite the regret, Young Master Naiye continued questioning.

“What time do you usually fall asleep at night?”

“Usually… eleven o’clock.”

“Hmm?”

A slightly stern voice sounded by her ear; Dr. Emira tilted her head a little.

“If the work is done, eleven; if not, it’s one in the morning—by then the hall has to close.”

Young Master Naiye smiled; he had known what kind of person Dr. Emira was from the start.

Because his grandfather might be even more exaggerated than she was.

After asking his questions, it was time to get down to business.

Young Master Naiye sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard; Dr. Emira lay prone before him.

Her crimson eyes showed no hesitation or flicker now; the earlier conversation had truly calmed her.

She reverted to her usual icy-beauty aura, though her cold, frosty face was missing one element to be just right.

Naiye cast a spell, pulling Dr. Emira’s glasses out of spatial magic.

Under Dr. Emira’s surprised gaze, he put the glasses on her.

Dr. Emira was not surprised by the glasses but by Young Master Naiye’s incredibly extraordinary magical talent!

It was her first time seeing spatial magic!

This magic that could produce items anytime, anywhere was truly enviable.

Young Master Naiye lifted Dr. Emira’s chin, watching the mature, intellectual aura bloom again as she donned the glasses.

“Tonight I need to dirty your glasses first.”

Dr. Emira’s lips trembled slightly as she answered slowly.

“Yes….”

“Hee hee… hee hee hee~”

Outside Young Master Naiye’s door, a Dark Elf’s body was almost completely melded into the night.

She lay against the room’s edge, grinning stupidly as she peeped at the activities inside.

A hot, wet excitement churned within her, making her feel like joining in.

But for now she wanted to fully enjoy peeping at this dramatic scene from the shadows.

The black-haired Dark Elf watched, giggling stupidly.

Above her, a silver-haired Dark Elf’s spirit hovered.

It reflected like a mirror, showing an identical other self.

And it was peeking in the same posture.