That's right. I only did this, not for justice nor for other people but merely for a single, hardworking and gentle woman.
While Moori was speechless, Lyle laughed and continued, "Well, I don't know what you thought about me. In your mind, I'm probably a trustworthy man maybe not, or whether I'm kind and clever but I don't think I'm the sort of person that would give other people's priorities before mine. I'm the type of person that would still eat my strawberry sundae happily even though I see beggars who were starving to death in front of me."
"Because even if I did something, I've got nothing to gain from it, after all."
Spot on there. I wouldn't do anything that doesn't benefit me.
However, if it's for the people important to me. Whether to swim in the sea of flames or climb in a mountain of daggers. I would do it!
This were the things reflected in Lyle's deep and dark eyes that caused Moori to become shock speechless and at the same time felt a little bit flustered and sweet.
She wasn't a dense and naive girl anymore. She had already experience various things in life, whether it was politics or complicated human relationships, she had already passed before it with flying colors. Although she wasn't that experienced in love, she still had some knowledge, no, more like delusions about it ...
And thus, she clearly understand what Lyle was saying.
Besides, although Lyle is a little slack, once he is determined to do something, naturally he will always want to get it done.
“>o<, it was me … …” She suddenly muttered in a very soft and weak voice that couldn't even startle a mosquito.
Moori still struggled: “A-are you saying ... y-you did this all ... f-for me?”
The moment she said this question, Moori immediately realized that something wasn’t right. The question shouldn’t have been asked that way, it seemed like asking about somebody’s inner thoughts about you.
But … … she wanted so much as to know … … that line “I only worked this hard just for a single person and no one else” kept floating in and out of her mind in these past few minutes.
She really wanted to know if Lyle really meant her.
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He likes her words, a little against his expectations. She actually dares to take the initiative to ask him.
... ... how bold ...~
This fact is even more against his expectations.
It seemed that Lyle didn’t mind her nosiness, as the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
Lyle unexpectedly found out that he does not hate being asked like that by her, He turns to look at her and smiles faintly, “Sometimes, it is all right to misunderstand something.”
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Huh …… Although Lyle's answer is profound and was like a play of words, can he mean …… she's right?
The atmosphere inside the office suddenly heats up ambiguously, Moori's tiny heart that had just calmed down begins pounding again.
Ah Ah Ah!
Moori suddenly feels bewildered, as if she does not know what to think anymore.
Even the space inside the office has become very small, because even the beating of the heart can be heard, her face begins to flush, in her chest it seems like there was a flock of birds singing together……
Really! Tell me if you like me, if you do not tell me I wouldn't know ……
Her heart is beating too fast.
Moori immediately turned around and walked towards the sofa.
She didn't asked anymore because she felt that if she did, her heart might exploded from the inside.
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Seeing her behavior, the laughter in Lyle's eyes deepens.
At this time, the small silver snake that had previously been sleeping on the corner of the desk, finally woke up.
Refreshed, the small silver snake stood up and blinked its bright purple eyes at Lyle as
if it wanted to greet her beloved father.
Seeing that her father was in good mood. Its body slithered towards Lyle's hands and used its little head to rub at Lyle's hand as it let out a hiss of content.
"Hiss ..."
It was like a spoiled little girl that wanted to take the attention of his beloved father, making it look rather cute.
Taking the small snake into his hands, Lyle look at it with a small smile on his face. His eyes were very gentle as if he was looking at the most important thing in the world.
When Lyle began petting the little silver snake's head, its eyes began to sparkle in delight and satisfaction.
With a content glint in its eyes, it then decided not to bother his working father anymore and slowly curried away and curled up on the corner of the desk before falling asleep.
Seeing the sleeping little silver snake, a look of gentle and care crossed Lyle's face before returning his eyes to the papers he was holding.
These past few days, the entire Academy City was a fearfully calm and the nobles who were originally as loud as a rooster in the morning was actually silent.
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In the middle of the night ...
Suddenly, a single figure hidden in the night came flashing forward headed towards the Academy grounds without a single sound.
The darkness of the night protected his body from detection, as if he had became one with the darkness. Even if someone were to get close to him, they would be hard pressed to know that he was there.
This mysterious figure easily dodged the outermost guards patrolling the Academy and
slipped inside.
The surrounding darkness bore no effect on the figure, allowing him to see everything clearly.
Looking around himself, the figure silently entered the Headmaster's room where he saw Moori sitting nonchalantly in the sofa.
However, before he could enter the room ...
“As I thought. Assassins really came huh.” A gentle feminine voice could be heard within the room.
The originally sitting before; Moori was now staring straight at the figure hiding in the darkness.
“You … you know that I was coming? How can that be?!” The hidden assailant cried out in shock.
Moori laughed, “I have already expected something like this to happen before sending those documents. I'm not dumb and naive you know”
The figure knew that his assassination attempt had failed and he had even been discovered.
Because of this, he knew that this was already a battle that he could not win.
Without hesitation, the figure flashed away in a streak of dark light toward the outside without a sound.
“Did you think running would be that easy?” Moori laughed as she clutched at the air with her hand, causing the previously dim room to be illuminated.
In an instant, a bluish colored wind lance materialized in the air.
The room was lit up with bluish colored light that startled the guards on the outside.
"Do you think you can just freely go in and out in a girl's room?
“Whoosh!”
With a wave of her hand, the transparent wind lance quickly shot away, like an arrow, from the room and ultimately toward the dark figure.
“Bang!”
A fierce explosion could be heard as the blusih light from the magic spell spread throughout the sky, alerting the entire Academy.
The assailant was engulfed by a small tornado caused created from wind with a scream, revealing his position.
His clothes filled with cuts and torns, and although he had managed to escape the death scythe like tornado, he had suffered serious injuries.
“An assassin!”
“There’s an assassin!”
The previously quiet Academy quickly turned lively as many Academy guards came running toward the source with torches.
Many figures flashed across the rooftops as the higher skilled figures charged toward the place at a rapid pace.
Upon seeing his position was revealed, the assailant had no wish to remain here any longer. He tried to climb into the darkness to escape despite his wounds.
At that moment,
"Hmph! Scum ...
Dozens of transparent arrows that could be seen flying at an extremely fast pace, blocking the man from escaping.
Slowly turning him into a beehive or a porcupine.
However, Moori failed to realize something.
What she did not know was right now, outside on top of that old ancient tree a sharp feathered arrow was being aimed at her vital point.
This was a master whose entire body was shrouded in black cloth, with not even a strand of hair exposed.
He was hidden in the tree branches, concealing his figure among the lush leaves, motionless, like a hidden snake waiting for the right time to spray out its poison to kill a person.
Before the assassin just now came, he was already here hiding and waiting for his opportunity. And now that, that opportunity finally revealed itself...
Of course, he would never waste it!
His hand suddenly loosened, and the feathered arrow split the sky, bursting out as it was murderously launched toward Moori.
In a split of a second, three arrows was released.
This arrow, due to it being blocked by the window, had gone completely undetected by her. Even if she became aware of it she still couldn’t have avoided it without prior notice.
This was because the person who launched the arrow was a high-level assassin that
help top-notch skills in terms of assassination.
[ Will our adorable Headmaster survive ? Or not ? Find out in the next chapter of Re:Otaku Prince Life in Another world!
Kidding~ Hehe I always wanted to do that ... Anyway, guys, sorry to break it out to you but it seems I'm going to take a break for a couple of days~
Reason: I'm going out to find some enlightenment. Questions were racking brain for a while now; How should the story go on ? How can I bring out some new characters ? Or will there be cry--- kidding~ Anyway, see you later guys! ^_^V ]