Chapter 55: Mary Sue's Miserable Defeat in a Sheer Veil—Feels Like She's About to Lose It

A tall and imposing figure, her height alone was enough to exert dominance.

Her body was voluptuous and fiery, with a soft layer of flesh on her lower abdomen that looked irresistibly touchable.

Her massive breasts were so prominent that one couldn't even see her face without bending down or pressing those mountains aside. Only then would her enchanting and breathtakingly beautiful face come into view.

Her long legs, wrapped tightly in black stockings, seemed almost suffocated by the fabric, the sheer tightness pressing against her flesh.

And with her towering height, her long legs gave her a clear advantage, making her presence even more overwhelming.

This seductive figure was on an entirely different level when compared to someone like Lilith, who was still developing.

On her own, Lilith might have been considered an exceptionally developed young woman. But in front of Diana, she could only pale in comparison and look like a little sister.

If this were any other situation, Lilith might have been utterly thrilled by the alluring sight before her, longing to dive in and bury herself in the perfection of it all.

But right now, she had no energy left to appreciate such beauty.

"Headmistress," Lilith forced a smile, reluctantly greeting her while trying to muster the courage to protest. "This is a family matter. Isn't it inappropriate for you to interfere?"

Would Diana care? Not at all.

When it came to being headstrong, there was no one in the academy who could outdo her.

Family matters, national matters, world matters—if she wanted to meddle, she'd meddle.

"This little student here—Shia is someone I care about. Bullying him is like slapping me in the face," Diana said, bending down to get face-to-face with Lilith. Her alluring, almost sinful beauty came dangerously close, their cheeks nearly touching.

Her crimson eyes, though mesmerizing, burned with a dangerous intensity.

"…Understand?"

The sheer oppressive aura of the goddess of chaos enveloped Lilith completely.

Even with the protection of protagonist-level plot armor, Lilith found her scalp tingling and couldn't help swallowing nervously under Diana's deathly gaze.

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She was a little scared.

This headmistress was terrifyingly fierce!

In the end, Lilith could only nod obediently.

How could she dare to defy the headmistress?

Yet deep inside, Lilith was puzzled and a bit curious.

Why was the headmistress going out of her way to stand up for Shia?

The level of attention was far too much.

If she could figure out his secret trick, wouldn't she also be able to build a close relationship with this towering goddess of a woman?

And considering how open-minded Diana seemed, she probably wouldn’t refuse her advances!

As she mused, Lilith began envisioning a bright future filled with possibilities.

Her initial fear quickly dissipated, replaced entirely by hope.

In just a moment, her mindset had completely shifted.

Rather than opposing the headmistress to trouble Shia, she decisively bowed and apologized.

Her long, slender legs and delicate waist bent into a perfect 90-degree angle. Her cascading golden curls slid down her back, nearly brushing the ground.

"Headmistress, there might have been some misunderstanding here. I sincerely apologize!"

The speed of her attitude shift even made Diana glance at her sideways.

After apologizing, Lilith turned toward Shia with a face full of tenderness, her voice dripping with honey.

"My dear Shia, did I scare you just now?"

"Actually, I was only joking earlier, testing how you'd react to danger."

"Your response just now was impressive—so manly and full of unyielding spirit. You were absolutely amazing!"

Shia, however, merely gave Lilith a look as if she were an idiot and said nothing.

His expression practically screamed: '"I have no idea who this person is!"'

Completely ignoring her, he left her to flounder in her awkwardness.

Anyone else might have died of embarrassment in this situation.

But who was Lilith?

She was a master of shamelessness.

Whether Shia responded, believed her, or forgave her—it didn’t matter to her.

She had already shifted her focus to building a connection with Diana, using her relationship with Shia as leverage.

"Headmistress, let me introduce myself. I’m Shia’s fiancée and a second-year student here at the academy."

Diana's red eyes swept over Lilith from head to toe, her gaze devoid of emotion.

She merely let out a faint "Hmm" from her nose, its meaning unclear.

Lilith didn't waste time deciphering that brief sound.

Instead, she immediately started flattering Diana.

"Headmistress, I’ve admired you ever since before I enrolled in this academy!"

"A strong, independent woman like you is a role model for all of us students."

"It was because of you that I applied to Seven Shields Academy."

"You’re my idol!"

"…"

Lilith's face lit up with a dazzling, obedient smile—a complete fangirl.

But sadly, Diana wasn’t impressed.

Flattery and praise meant nothing to her.

She’d heard such words countless times before.

What truly intrigued her were people like Shia, who faced her with a calm demeanor and occasionally dared to challenge her authority. That was far more interesting.

Seeing Diana’s lack of interest, Lilith’s eyes shifted as she quickly changed the subject.

"Headmistress, you only saw me being strict with Shia, but you don’t understand—I have my reasons!"

At the mention of Shia, Diana finally gave Lilith a proper glance, her curiosity piqued.

But Lilith seized the moment and began pouring out her grievances, trying to clear her name.

"I was only worried about Shia making mistakes. Lately, I’ve noticed him frequently visiting a villa in the Alinga Mountains."

"He’s my beloved fiancé—how could I harm him? Though I hate to admit it, it seems… he might be kept by another woman."

"Headmistress, as a woman yourself, tell me—how could I possibly stand for that?"

Lilith lowered her head, and when she looked up again, her eyes were red, brimming with pitiful tears.

She made it sound so convincing, as if it were all true.

Unfortunately, standing before her was Diana.

And Diana delivered a brutal counter.

"Oh? Are you referring to Villa No. 7 in the Alinga Mountains?"

Lilith had no idea which villa it was, but nodding seemed like the right thing to do.

"That’s Shia’s private villa," Diana said plainly.

What?

Lilith froze mid-nod.

She looked up at Diana, dumbfounded.

"It was approved just two days ago. Didn’t he tell you?" Diana’s face was full of genuine curiosity.

Lilith felt like a sheer veil had been lifted off her soul.

Two days ago?

Wasn’t that the night she kicked him out?

At this point, Lilith regretted everything!

If she hadn’t driven him away that night, wouldn’t she be living with him in that luxurious villa now?

And rumor had it that the area was teeming with top-tier goddesses.

There was a saint hailed as the Dawn of Light and a flower on the peak of swordsmanship…

All kinds of rare beauties with maxed-out appeal!

That region wasn’t just for anyone with money—it was exclusive to the elite.

Yet her fiancé had the privilege of living there, and she hadn’t known a thing. Worse, she’d kicked him out on the very day he moved in!

She could have been there, too.

The more she thought about it, the more miserable she felt. Lilith felt like she was going to lose it completely.