TWOTCL༘ ೀ⋆｡

L

⭑. ݁ ˖₊˚✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭ ⭑.𖥔 ݁ ˖₊˚✩.𖥔 ݁ ˖๋ ࣭

Elysia tried to straighten her back, pretending to look at the surrounding scenery, while diligently searching for Celian among the selected students. At that moment, she heard someone approaching her.

It was a tall man. Elysia was startled when he, who had approached silently, arrived right in front of her.

It was a deep and unfamiliar voice.

“Are you Lady Sabel? Celian Sabel’s sister, I presume. I am Marcel de Veldegar, Celian Sabel’s personal mentor.”

Despite clearly being a Beastmen, he did not exude the typical oppressive aura. Elysia shivered at the unfamiliarity she hadn’t felt since meeting Hadeon. Nevertheless, her brain managed to recognize that he was Celian’s mentor.

Before she even thought, she quickly stood up and bowed to him.

“Professor… It’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Elysia Pearlman. Sabel is my brother’s surname. There are reasons for that.”

The man had pale blue eyes and hair reminiscent of a clear summer sky. Wearing a monocle over one eye and letting his long, flowing hair down, he looked excessively young for a professor.

“Ah, Lady Pearlman. I see.”

He smiled softly at Elysia, but she couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease. It was because of his half-closed eyes behind the monocle.

Instinctively, her gaze turned to Hadeon. He was still surrounded by staff, seemingly about to tour the academy buildings.

When Elysia briefly confirmed Hadeon’s gaze, she was a bit surprised. For a moment, she felt that Hadeon’s expression toward the man called Marcel in front of her was one of intense animosity, but she dismissed it as her imagination. Hadeon soon indifferently turned his head and started moving with the faculty members.

Elysia was left alone, as usual when following Hadeon’s schedule. As his mistress, she couldn’t accompany him to any official occasions. She pondered how to pass the time while waiting for him.

At that moment, Marcel approached the solitary Elysia and suggested.

“Please, come with me to my office. I’ll serve you tea while you wait for your companion.”

“Yes… I suppose that would be alright?”

Elysia thought Marcel’s gaze was far more intense than that of other Beastmen.

It must be my imagination.

Following Marcel’s offer to call for Celian, Elysia headed to his office.

“Celian is one of the best students I have taught. In fact, he is my personal favorite. I’ve heard a lot about you.”