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nDespite absolutely nothing changing about their surroundings at the first glance, the unidentified third heartbeat rate increased.

nNot by much, which meant that whoever was observing them was quite used to dangerous situations… but still.

nA reaction like that meant that they were keenly listening to whatever topic he and Kierul were talking about and not some random bystander trying to hook up with their sweetheart in the classroom before the school activities start the next day.

nWho knows, maybe the sneaky third person was originally preparing to attack them from behind?

n“Would be a shame too since we are going to the headmistress’s office to clear out the mistake about you being dead, young lady Helterose.”

n“Right? I simply can’t understand why no one even tries to have a normal conversation and just throws themselves at us.”𝒐𝐯𝐋xt.𝗇𝓔t

nZoemi snickered internally and followed up exactly as Kierul wanted him.

n“Audacious. I am more surprised that people don’t recognize you though. I mean, you got even prettier, but only a dense idiot would not recognize you as Kierul Berra Helterose.”

n“…you’re trying a bit too hard, but continue~”

nThe red-haired girl squeezed Zoemi’s arm and muttered with a cheeky smile as both of them passed the spot where the fast heartbeat was originating from…

n…and moved along the hallway without being bothered anymore…

n“Good choice, teacher.”

nBefore she and Zoemi turned the corner, Kierul glanced back to the empty hallway and smiled benevolently at a certain spot.

n“Are you sure that was a teacher?”

nThe black-haired boy made sure that the owner of the third heartbeat didn’t follow them and asked his master curiously.

n“Just guessing. The teachers should already be around and I don’t think that any student besides the Tallaran twins would bother to sneak around. Although I am sure that the one to supervise us just now was someone they bitch about to.”

nKierul explained with a light shrug raising her hand and throwing her hair back in a gesture brimming with confidence.

n“Anyway, ready for appeasing the headmistress?”

nShe ended up breathing out and her eyes shone with cold seriousness.

n“Yes. Unless I am really shocked I don’t have to call the names of the laws out loud anymore.”

nZoemi straightened his back and smirked devilishly which coupled with the exposed jawbones and teeth made for a truly demonic sight.

nAfter a while, they finally found themselves in front of the correct door where Zoemi instantly stepped up to and knocked hard enough to make permanent indentations in the expensive wood.

n“There really is some kind of magic seal here.”

nThe masked boy glanced back to his master and reported in an indifferent voice…

n“Esteemed necromancer Aspakeony! I will get my lady into your office with or without your approval, so if you want to save yourself the trouble of setting up another seal, consider opening the door willingly.”

n…and then he spoke a lot louder making sure that he would be heard…

nIn response to that, an elderly gold-haired man appeared behind Zoemi and Kierul.

n“Lady Aspakeony…”

nThe newly arrived magician started speaking but the red-haired girl didn’t even look his way, instead, she pointed her index finger over her shoulder and…

n“Flashpoint.”

n*^%$#*

nWith a flash of orangish light, the elderly man became a human-shaped layer of enamel that will definitely be a nightmare to clean off the hardwood floor.

n“Aspakeony, stop wasting perfectly good light attribute puppets and just let us in. Or I swear to Guide I will bust down your door after the next minute I am giving you to make the decision!”

nZoemi called out, knocking even harder and leaving even deeper indentations in the precious wood…

n“…Kierul, that WAS a reanimated corpse right…?”

n“Duh.”

nAfter which he leaned back and whispered anxiously making the red-haired girl roll her eyes and scoff at him, offended about the lack of trust.

n*click*

nWhile Kierul was glaring at her masked attendant the door to the office was opened by a dark-skinned girl with unevenly cut gray hair wearing a skimpy black nightgown.

n“…”

nZoemi turned back and stiffened the moment he faced her, and gulped down his saliva lost for words.

n“Hey! Stop using the law of Pisces to peek at her! And you! What is with this skanky appearance, stop seducing my attendant!”

nKierul called out while jumping towards Zoemi and blocking the spot on his mask where his eyes should be with both hands before turning and hissing at the dark-skinned girl.

n“You two didn’t exactly give me time to go through my wardrobe and chose an appropriate outfit. You have to be a special kind of privileged brat to complain about my looks after you destroy three of my puppets and even threaten me in my last safe heaven.”

nThe gray-haired girl’s face twisted with annoyance as she motioned with her chin back at the office behind her back.

nSaid office was quite cozy. Big closet and cupboard filled with documents, a clock, a fuzzy rug, a large desk filled with various papers and documents, an armchair with a pale-skinned corpse of a burly red-haired middle-aged man taking a place of the cushions…

n…wait…

nMaybe the office wasn’t as cozy as expected for anyone other than a necromancer who decorated it.

n“We are just visiting, headmistress, if our intention was conquest or annihilation we wouldn’t even show ourselves to you.”

nKierul smiled in response to Aspakeony’s groan and assured her.

n“I would like to discuss my current situation so thank you for your hospitality.”

nThe red-haired girl added taking a step in front of her attendant and making the gray-haired girl move to the side so she could pass.

n“Oh, nice. I heard you were a very old necromancer so I expected skulls and bones everywhere but mahogany is always a classic. You pass.”

nKierul invited herself in without a moment of hesitation and immediately sat comfortably on a chair in front of the desk

n“Excuse me? You. You need to get that master of yours on a leash or something.”

nApakeony puffed out her chest angrily but instead of blowing out at the red-haired girl, she focused more on the masked attendant.

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