Did the villainous professor survive today?

Upon hearing this, Lola's pupils dilated slightly. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but hesitated to speak.

She could only stare at Krenk with deathly eyes, like a parent watching their daughter being led astray by the blond-haired man.

Krenk pretended not to see Lola's gaze:

"No problem, I have no plans for tomorrow."

Isabel nodded: "Then, Professor, please come tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

Kroenke nodded and began packing up the books, preparing to go home.

"Um..." Isabel suddenly called out to Krenk.

"Your Highness?" Krenk turned his head.

Isabel paused for a few seconds, then mustered her courage and asked somewhat shyly:

"Can I keep the book?"

Although she was ashamed to admit it, Isabelle had to confess that she had become somewhat engrossed in it.

Such books were taboo in the palace, and the combination of their special themes and the sense of immorality made her, who had been in a state of repression for a long time, feel a rare excitement and a fluttering sensation in her heart.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Lora, who was supervising from the side, finally couldn't help but cough incessantly, using her eyes to remind the other person to be mindful of their status.

Your Highness, please remember that you are reading erotic books to master chaos magic, not to indulge in such low-level pleasures.

"I'm sorry, Professor, my apologies," Isabel said, flashing her standard smile again. But unlike her usual hollow smile, a different hue seemed to emanate from its deepest recesses.

"See you tomorrow."

"Yes, Your Highness, may you have sweet dreams tonight."

Kroenke bowed and left the study, then departed the manor.

……

the next day.

A gentle breeze dispelled the morning mist, and St. Auster began a new day amidst the roar of factories in the lower town.

Kroenke arrived at Isabel's manor in a black car.

Good morning, Your Highness.

"Good morning, Professor Krenk."

Isabel's expression was calm, like a still lake, without the slightest ripple.

"As planned, today's training will continue to focus on increasing magic input."

Kroenke took out a training bracelet and a new batch of books from his briefcase.

After returning home last night, he immediately discarded all the books that Sophia had recommended.

I only kept the book that Isabel hadn't finished reading before.

Isabel put on the bracelet, and after confirming that it was working properly, she looked up and picked up a book from the pile of books that Kroenke had placed on the table.

Then, after noticing that the contents were different from the book she had seen yesterday, Isabelle put down the book she was holding and started searching through the pile of books again.

Only at the very end did Isabel take out the book that Kroenke had deliberately placed at the bottom, the one she hadn't finished reading yesterday.

Isabel showed a relieved expression, as if she had finally found it. Then, her expression froze, and she slightly opened her mouth, realizing something.

Deng!

Isabel's bracelet rang.

"I'm sorry, Professor..."

Isabel lowered her head, covering her face with her book to hide her embarrassment.

Even if she didn't care on the surface, the alarm on her wristband wouldn't lie. She was very interested in the information, and after a night of abstinence, she was even looking forward to today's training.

Kroenke simply pretended not to hear the bracelet's movement, his color remaining unchanged.

"Your Highness, let's begin."

"Feel sorry……"

Isabel still covered her face with her book.

Kroenke kept a straight face; he was rigorously trained and would never smile.

After about a minute of rest, Isabel finally put down the book.

She took a deep breath, then calmed herself down and continued reading from where she had left off.

Kroenke sat to the side, recording the alarm frequency of the bracelet.

Perhaps because it was daytime, compared to the frequent beeping of the bracelet last night, Isabel's control over magic was gradually becoming more stable.

……

Half an hour later.

Krenk looked at the pocket watch in his hand and crossed his legs.

Several tens of minutes have passed since the last alarm. During this time, Isabel not only maintained a continuous increase in magical output, but also entered a state of deep reading.

It seems the training was quite successful...

Kroenke thought so.

Suddenly.

The alarm on the bracelet suddenly started going off incessantly.

The red light kept flashing, and Isabel's hand trembled, causing the book she was reading halfway to fall to the ground with a clatter.

Her expression was somewhat ferocious, her right hand was clenched into a claw shape, clutching her chest, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged out like winding serpents.

An invisible wave emanated from Isabel, vibrating continuously throughout the study and impacting every nook and cranny.

At the same time, Lora, who was supervising from the side, immediately became serious and ready for battle.

"What's going on?"

Krenk asked.

"Professor Krenk, please leave," Lora said, starting to close the windows and draw the curtains to reduce outside noise and light changes. "His Highness's chaos magic is on the verge of spiraling out of control."

"Out of control?"

"Yes, please keep your voice down, Professor." Lola remained expressionless, as if she were simply stating a cold fact.

"What should we do now?" Krenk frowned.

Everything was normal at first, so how did things suddenly take such a turn for the worse?

"Let His Highness be alone." Lora stepped between Krenk and Isabel. "Now, His Highness can only rely on himself."

"I can help Your Highness."

Krenk's gaze was fixed intently on Lola.

Lola gestured for her guests to leave:

"No need to trouble you, Professor Krenk. The situation isn't too serious yet. His Highness is capable of handling things at this level."

Of course, there was another sentence she didn't say.

If Your Highness cannot handle this well, even if the Great Sage himself were to come, it would be of no use.

"Trust me, I can help Your Highness."

Kroenke didn't look away; he tried to persuade Lola with his irresistible charm.

But this time, the irresistible charm didn't work.

It was as if the other party was certain that they lacked the ability to handle things getting out of control.

“Your Highness is capable of resolving all of this yourself,” Lora said without backing down. “In that case, Professor, there’s no need for you to go to such lengths and add unnecessary complications.”

"This has nothing to do with whether or not the situation can be resolved," Kroenke shook his head.

"What do you mean, Professor?" Lola frowned.

"My students are suffering inhuman pain and torment, and as their teacher, I cannot stand idly by."

You've improved Lola's impression of you.

[Points +1000!]

[Current points: 5000!]

A wavering expression appeared on Lola's face. She stared into Krenk's eyes and remained silent for a few seconds:

"What do you want to do? What do you need my cooperation with?"

Kroenke rolled up his sleeves:

"Please keep everything you see next a secret."