Yaronna: How to extricate oneself without provoking Olivia’s fragile ego and continue gallivanting around with Sioser? This is truly a difficult problem!
With an awkward yet polite smile, Yaronna managed to deal with Olivia. The moment he said goodbye, he bolted faster than a wind-elemental Gale Beast, swiftly found Sioser, and dragged him away before anyone could blink.
Sioser, bewildered, couldn’t resist teasing his friend: “What’s with that reaction, Yaronna? Olivia is a renowned beauty—why’d you run so fast?”
Yaronna sighed helplessly. “Olivia is from the Lexi family. The higher-ups are about to move against them. I can’t drag Bethune into this mess because of my own actions.”
Sioser shook his head. “Tsk tsk, you nobles really have it tough. It’s better to be an ordinary person like me, free from worries about food and clothing.”
“Ugh.” Yaronna sighed, not wanting to dwell on such frustrating matters. “Forget it, let’s not talk about him. Let’s go have some fun!”
The two threw themselves into another round of “adventures.”
Years passed in the blink of an eye, and Davist and the others graduated from Lumian Academy. Yaronna and Sioser remained as close as ever—more than friends, but not quite lovers—while Kurl and Davist were already preparing to meet each other’s families.
Davist’s guardian, the half-elf Anshura, was overjoyed when he learned Davist had a boyfriend. However, he also sternly insisted that Davist bring Kurl home for an inspection. He was determined to thoroughly vet Kurl to ensure his hard-earned child wouldn’t be mistreated or deceived.
So devoted was Anshura that, despite his usual reluctance to leave his simple village, he was ready to “return to the world” to meet Kurl’s family and discuss the two youngsters’ future.
On Kurl’s side, his family was equally delighted to hear he’d found a sweet, adorable boyfriend. As the First Cardinal of the Holy Light Church put it: “After years of watching that seemingly gentle but utterly dark-hearted fellow, finally having a soft, lovely son-in-law is something to celebrate!”
Given Kurl’s adoptive father’s status, it was decided that Kurl and Davist would first fetch Anshura before heading to the Pope’s residence for the formal family meeting.
On the way to pick up Anshura, Kurl sighed deeply while reviewing some documents. “Those Lexi brothers… neither of them is easy to deal with.”
“Kurl?” Davist tilted his head in confusion.
Kurl handed him the documents, letting him read the records and intelligence. After finishing, Davist’s eyes widened in shock—he could hardly believe what he was seeing.
Faced with Davist’s stunned expression, Kurl shrugged, confirming the truth of the reports.
Davist’s face flushed with anger, his ears twitching furiously. “This is outrageous! Do they think only their lives matter, while others’ are worthless?!”
Kurl pulled Davist into a gentle embrace, patting his back. “There, there, Dav. Getting angry over such scum isn’t worth it. Look, they’ve already paid for their actions. Calm down, sweetheart.”
Ostianlo had a particularly close girlfriend—one of many—who was elegant, coldly beautiful, and the epitome of a goddess. But! She was actually an evil necromancer!
Necromancy is a legitimate branch of magic, with orthodox practitioners using deceased magical beasts, consented remains, or legally obtained materials. However, those who stray into darkness harness the resentment, rage, and bloodlust of tortured souls, wielding the bones of the unjustly slain as weapons.
Such individuals are universally reviled. And Ostianlo’s girlfriend was one such disguised evil necromancer.
When her identity was exposed, Ostianlo and his lover orchestrated an “accident” to cover their tracks—killing not only the discoverer but everyone in the nearby village, transforming them into the necromancer’s power and weapons.
This was just one of Ostianlo’s many misdeeds.
Unbeknownst to him, Olivia uncovered his secrets. After her own schemes collapsed and Ostianlo betrayed her, she retaliated by exposing all his “good deeds,” dragging him down with her.
The result? Ostianlo was universally condemned, branded with countless crimes.
As for Olivia… her situation was more complicated.
It began with her harem imploding—five secret “boyfriends” coincidentally crossing paths with her at once. None were the type to tolerate infidelity quietly, leading to an explosive confrontation.
With authorities already scrutinizing the Lexi family, Olivia’s scandal was a gift. Though the Lexi name suppressed public fallout, whispers of her exploits spread like wildfire.
Olivia, after all, had meticulously cultivated her image while seducing promising men to expand her harem. Now exposed, those she’d strung along—men who’d believed themselves special—turned on her with a vengeance.
Proud and entitled, these men weren’t about to accept being mere backups. Their collective retaliation left Olivia ruined.
Naturally, she blamed Ostianlo for her downfall.
Why? Because she’d been at that fateful location to pick up a new conquest when her existing lovers—lured there by Ostianlo’s stunning girlfriend—caught her in the act.
Had Olivia kept things purely casual, the men wouldn’t have cared. But by hinting at deeper connections with each, she’d invited their possessiveness.
Her greed for more than fleeting affairs sealed her fate.
Yet Olivia refused any self-blame—”Me, at fault? Impossible!”—instead scapegoating Ostianlo and others.
*Olivia: If not for those fools lusting after Ostianlo’s shameless woman, if they hadn’t been led to that bar, I’d never have been exposed!*
Recalling Ostianlo’s condescending mockery stoked her fury and envy.
*Olivia: We’re both transmigrators! I was supposed to replace you as the protagonist! Why am I scorned while you remain untouchable? Unfair!*
And so, Olivia dragged Ostianlo down with her.
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