Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 50 Dorothy's Resolve

Pale Courtyard No. 18.

Dorothy, as always, invited her friends to dinner. Today, a special guest arrived.

The woman with dark purple hair wore a black dress and silver earrings. Her face bore a six or seven-point resemblance to Dorothy, suggesting a familial relationship.

Her face was delicate and mature, suggesting she was in her early twenties, the peak of a woman's beauty. However, her complexion was unusually haggard.

Except for his face, all his skin was covered by clothing, and he even wore black gloves on his hands.

"Fourth Sister, why did you suddenly think of coming here?" Dorothy slowly savored the rich milk tea and gently put down her teacup.

"I'm in a bad mood, so I came to stay for a few days. It's the quietest place here!" The woman smiled sullenly, her gaze sweeping over Seventh Sister's two best friends.

Some things are not suitable to be discussed in front of outsiders.

Dorothy stood up, and the two went to the corridor outside the restaurant and stood side by side by the window.

The pale light of the sky mirrored my current mood.

Rose silently removed her gloves, revealing hands that appeared smooth but had an unusually uneven skin tone.

"What happened?" Dorothy guessed it was related to healing magic; Rose's hand must have been injured recently. Not just her hand, but Rose's entire arm was also injured as she rolled up her sleeve.

"Fourth Sister, you..."

"Vaghar is a mad old dog!" Rose stated coldly. "His outward refinement and demeanor are a complete facade; his inner evil and tyranny surpass even that of a devil or a beast..."

The woman's expression was contorted as she hysterically denounced the situation.

Vaghar, commander of the Southern Legion of the Empire, Grand Duke of Southern Stone.

At over seventy years old, he requested to marry the four princesses who were only seventeen years old. This became headline news and a hot topic of public discussion at the time.

Rose had tried to resist and refuse, but considering the power and wealth of the Southrock family, she ultimately compromised. Marrying a duke was a very good outcome for her. In fact, all the princesses of the Violet royal family were merely tools for political marriages; after reaching adulthood, they were arranged to marry into powerful noble families within the country or into neighboring countries—without exception…

According to the ancestral teachings passed down by the royal family, while enjoying rights and privileges, one should also bear corresponding responsibilities and obligations, which no one can escape.

Although Duke Waghal is older, he is very well-preserved. He looks no different from an average thirty-year-old, and his mature and composed demeanor, unlike that of younger people, is a huge plus. He has been married twice and has six children. Of course, if you include illegitimate children and grandchildren, the number would easily be ten times higher.

At first, Rose thought everything was tolerable. After all, Vaghar's appearance wasn't too repulsive. It wasn't until she met him in person that she realized that appearances were just appearances; his inner nature was completely rotten, emanating an unbearable stench that even perfume couldn't mask, and his skin was full of wrinkles and age spots.

Rose was deeply traumatized, feeling as if she had fallen into hell, filled with endless remorse and regret. Like a delicious lamb being devoured by a wolf, she was like a soulless doll, repeatedly waking from nightmares…

Rose's intense possessiveness almost deprived her of any opportunity to interact with men in the outside world.

"What advice do you want to give me?" Dorothy was deeply troubled.

Putting herself in her shoes, she would feel that giving herself a quick death would be a relief; it's truly admirable that Rose is still persisting.

"Hurry up and choose a suitable target. You only have two years left. Power and wealth are fleeting. Follow your heart..." The guards arranged by the Duke of Nanshi took Rose away.

Dorothy stood by the window in the corridor, lost in thought, her hands unconsciously gripping the wooden edge.

Her situation was almost identical to Rose's. Despite being in the royal family, she was not as free as the legitimate daughters of ordinary nobles.

"Only two years? No, maybe even less. We can arrange the marriage earlier and then get married when she turns fifteen." Fear appeared on the purple-haired loli's face.

Thinking about what happened to my fourth sister, I couldn't help but feel a chill down my spine.

She absolutely refuses to follow the crowd!

The wizard's tower rang with a faint, mournful bell.

The boy opened his eyes as if waking from a dream, propped himself up on his hands, sat up from the sofa, and rubbed his eyes in a daze.

"Hey, what are you doing here?"

The silver-haired girl bit her lip, glaring fiercely at the boy: "Don't pretend, you're doing this on purpose!"

"I don't know," Tai'an denied outright. "I was sleeping at my own home, and you voluntarily came over to be my cushion."

"Nonsense!" Yin Yue was furious, her face, ears, neck, and exposed skin flushed red, her voice trembling. "You've defiled my innocence! What if you ruin my chances of getting married?"

"No way! You need to provide evidence! Don't just spout nonsense." Tai'an shrugged indifferently. "I have to go to class! You can worry about it yourself!"

"I will never forgive you!" The little girl pounced on the boy's back like a koala that she couldn't shake off, and even bit him like a vampire.

Tai'an was in a hurry, and also felt a little guilty, thinking the punishment was excessive. So, he granted Yin Yue a ride on a fast train, holding her knees firmly with his hands. He leaped up, his figure soaring through the air at lightning speed, landing lightly by the pool in the main square of the Wizard Tower: "Alright! Get down quickly! It won't look good if others see this."

"Unless you're willing to be my mode of transportation for the rest of your life, then I'll forgive you." Yin Yue considered it seriously and came up with a solution.

"Cushion, what are you thinking about?" The boy shook off the clingy person on his back, and with a flash, he left only a receding figure.

"Damn it! Xiao An, wait for me..."

A first-grade classroom.

Dorothy, who arrived early, stared blankly at Taian and Yinyue as they walked into the classroom.

It seemed that the two's relationship had improved. Yin Yue clung tightly to Tai An's clothes, following behind him step by step, like a shy little wife.

In the end, she was a step too late, Dorothy lamented in her heart.

Fate had already given me the best chance...

An outstanding peer, with a superior family background and outstanding appearance, impeccable in every aspect.

Missing this opportunity makes me incredibly regretful and resentful...

No, it's too early to talk about victory or defeat. The two have only known each other for less than ten days, so how can they confirm their relationship so quickly?

There must still be a chance.

The purple-haired loli propped her head up with her small hand, while gently tapping the table with her other hand.

A soft cough echoed down the corridor as the necromancer Alice entered the classroom. A faint black aura followed her. What appeared to be a special effect was actually an incredibly dense cloud of negative energy.

"Children, today's lesson is the summoning of the undead. Please come downstairs with me."

(End of this chapter)