Chapter 55

In the principal's office, the principal, who looked like Gandalf, was helplessly looking at the elf in front of him.

"Yavini, can you please stop using illusions so casually? We have a contract, and you can't just act on humans like that."

The principal said this while organizing the books in front of him.

"I can't help it. They wouldn't listen to me, and I couldn't think of any other way besides hypnotizing them."

Yavini sat sideways on the principal's large desk, her legs crossed, and her arms resting on it. She looked at the principal, her eyes flashing with a pink light, and the air seemed to be filled with a pink hue.

"Alright, stop fooling around. I'm over two thousand three hundred years old, and the Dragon Tomb has called me several times. Save your aphrodisiac spell for that little brat you like. I haven't had that function for a long time."

The principal waved his hand, and the pink hue in the air suddenly disappeared.

"Do you think I haven't tried? That little rascal has a very strong will. He managed to break free from my direct aphrodisiac spell through sheer willpower."

The principal couldn't help but smile bitterly. "You really don't know when to stop. You've almost done everything that's forbidden by the contract. Are there that many loopholes in our original contract?"

Yavini smiled. "There are no loopholes, but I'm quite good at finding ways around the contract."

The principal shook his head helplessly. "Yes, I've seen your elf form for so long that I almost forgot where you come from. Has your sister been found yet?"

Mentioning her sister, Yavini's expression darkened. "Not yet. No one has heard of her whereabouts, and the White Dragon Knights haven't seen her either. I suspect she might have married someone randomly."

"Hehe, that's impossible," the principal said.

"Right, I don't believe it either," Yavini said.

"..."

The two fell silent for a moment. Then Yavini spoke again. "Old man, what do you plan to do about that Abyssal Dragon?"

The principal stopped organizing the books and thought carefully.

"Actually, that little Abyssal Dragon is quite cute. And we can't yet determine if one Abyssal Dragon joining the war will change its course."

The principal said.

"Is that so? But don't forget, that little guy is your old friend Tael's son, and he has royal blood. If the Abyssal Dragons from Sulfur Island come to join, that force..."

Yavini's face was threatening, her eyes flashing with purple sparks.

"Cough, cough, fear spells don't work on me, so save it," the principal said. "Actually, you should know that there are only a dozen or so Abyssal Dragons on Sulfur Island, and they are all hibernating in the lava. Although Abyssal Dragons are stronger than our Human World dragons, our entire empire has three thousand Dragon Knights. How much power can Abyssal Dragons without Dragon Knights have? If it weren't for the personal descent of the Abyssal Dragon Empress, the Black Dragon Empire's losses wouldn't be as great as they are now. The Black Dragon Empire's greed in summoning the Outer Realm dragons was simply a suicidal act. So, there's no need to worry about that little Abyssal Dragon. Besides, Long Yi is one of us in the White Dragon Empire. If the Abyssal Dragons do come to join, they will be our White Dragon Empire's strength. What's there to worry about?"

Yavini stared at the principal intently and then smiled lightly. "Hehe, I knew you, old dragon, have a broad mind, but I don't believe all dragons are as broad-minded as you. Just to be clear, if that handsome guy ever has a falling out with you, I'll be on his side!"

The principal was taken aback. "Why would we have a falling out with him?"

Yavini shook her head. "If you don't believe me, go ask the secret cabinet of the dragon elders about what happened seventeen thousand years ago. But I advise you not to ask casually. One misstep, and you might end up in the Bone Burial Ground instead of the Dragon Tomb."

Bone Burial Ground?

The principal's brows furrowed. He knew very well what the Bone Burial Ground was. It was a place to imprison the most heinous dragon criminals. Only the most irredeemable sinners would be locked away there. The dragon corpses there would greatly weaken the life force of dragons, and those who died there would be transformed into mindless Bone Dragons, becoming war machines for the dragons.

The principal knew Yavini's identity and instinctively didn't believe her, but where there's smoke, there's fire. Although Yavini was unreliable at times, she wouldn't make things up.

Seeing the principal deep in thought, Yavini didn't say anything more. She laughed and turned to leave, throwing a sentence back. "Oh, I'm here to apply to be the second-year Dragon Language tutor. I've already discussed it with the original second-year Dragon Language tutor, and the application is on your desk. Sign it and I'll come back to pick it up!"

Her voice was still in the room, but she had already disappeared, and the door of the principal's office had never opened.

The principal shook his head helplessly. Yavini was extremely mysterious, and her words were three parts true and seven parts false. It was best to selectively believe her. He looked at the application on the desk, waved his hand, and a golden signature appeared in the blank space.

Second year!

In the early morning, before the first Dragon Language class, the classroom was already full of people. Unlike usual, they weren't reading books but were quietly and absentmindedly looking at their textbooks. Most of the time, their eyes were scanning the classroom door.

Today was the day Long Yi advanced to the second year. Normally, if a talented junior advanced to the second year, the class would hold a simple welcome party. But this time was different. This so-called junior had, just a month ago, beaten all the second-year experts. And the girl who advanced with him, named Ailin, had single-handedly taken on thirty second-year army students and won!

To them, these two weren't here to advance; they were here to show off!

To flaunt their power!

"Brother, what should we do? Should we just let him join the second year so easily?"

Beside Tang Ze, Luo Qi whispered.

"Can you kick him out?"

Tang Ze countered.

Any student's advancement was personally signed by the principal, and even the emperor had no authority to interfere. It was impossible for them to stop Long Yi's advancement.

If Long Yi were weak, they could have forced him to submit through physical strength. But the problem was, Long Yi was strong, and Ailin was strong. In a one-on-one fight, none of them could match either of them.

Should they all attack together?

Tang Ze knew that if he stood up, the whole class would follow. But that wasn't his style; he wasn't the type to do such things. If he wanted to win, he would do it honorably. As a Dragon Knight, he found such a victory distasteful.

When Long Yi and Ailin appeared at the door of the second-year classroom, the gazes of the students were almost as if they wanted to tear Long Yi apart. Especially Tang Ze, who was sitting in the middle, his eyes almost bulged out.

"Hey, guys, good morning!"

Long Yi greeted them with a smile.

To hell with knightly honor!

Tang Ze could endure, but Luo Qi couldn't. He stood up and shouted, "Guys, let's all go!"

At almost the same time, Ailin also entered the classroom.

Swish!

All eyes left Long Yi and focused on Ailin.

Her innocent and lovely face, combined with her sexy and fiery figure, and the slight shyness of being in a new class, immediately transformed all the second-year boys into gentlemen, embodiments of knightly spirit.

Luo Qi looked around awkwardly, signaling them to stand up. But who wanted to throw a punch in front of Ailin?

How inhumane!

How unbrotherly!

Seeing no one respond, Luo Qi could only sit back down, feeling extremely frustrated.

Long Yi smiled and slowly walked to Luo Qi, looking sincere. "You pick the time and place. Whoever doesn't show up is a coward."