Chapter 42 Going to Hell 3

"YES!"

Inna's eyes sparkled as she grinned widely.

"You know, just think of this as like, one of your obligations as my Master. You get to teach me how to socialize with others and befriend some strong people! And who knows, maybe when I fight with someone there, my "soulless" state would actually appear! Wouldn't that be killing two birds with one stone?"

When Inna mentioned 'fight,' Solomon's face became a few shades paler than usual.

"You can go but I have certain conditions!" He quickly squeaked out in fright.

Dear God, if she ever fights with someone, I'm disowning her.

"No fighting. With anyone, anywhere, anytime. Or even ANYTHING."

"WHAT? How am I supposed to improve if I don't fight?!"

"The school has its own ways. It has practical examinations and other ways to make you improve. SO DON'T RANDOMLY PICK FIGHTS WITH PEOPLE."

"If you can't hold yourself back, better avoid people altogether. Be a loner. Truthfully, I'd be thankful if you become one. That way you won't start offending random people since you have no idea what powerful backing each of the students in the school has."

"What do you mean powerful backing?"

"I told you Eldora Academy is an elite school. That's why most noble families with talented relatives and descendants choose the school. In fact, the Academy's students consist of 90% nobles with strong social status and the remaining 10% are either talented adopted magic-user nobles or famous genius commoners who has great potential for growth. So, if you end up offending any one of them, you'll either get your butt kicked, or your life forfeit."

"But what if they strike first? Will I just stand and die?"

She furrowed her brows.

"If it's an official challenge with a respectable witness, then it's allowed in the school for the sake of gaining experience. But other than that, no fighting!"

Inna hesitated slightly before she slowly nodded.

"Another condition is that…" Solomon seemed to hesitate.

"Do not.... tell anyone your nickname. Use Ingrid instead."

"Huh?" Inna narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

"Why?"

Solomon coughed sheepishly. "I might have accidentally told an annoying and persistent old man that…."

He trailed off while gauging Inna's reaction.

"… my son's fiancé is a woman named Inna."

Inna coughed violently from surprise.

"First of all…. You have a son?!"

"Yes. He's about the same age as you." He saw Inna's look of disbelief.

"Why does it seem like you don't believe it?"

"I really don't believe it! I mean, who would... you?" Inna laughed.

"And what do you mean by 'me'?" Solomon hissed.

"When I was a teenager, you'd be surprised by how many women would fall on my feet! My beauty was well renowned during those times!"

"Okay, okay, chill." Inna chuckled. "So, if you really had a son, why haven't I seen him?"

"What do you mean 'if'? I DO HAVE A SON!" Solomon felt his anger rising again.

This girl really knows how to pick a fight in every word she says!

"He's not here because he's training."

"And, why isn't he training with the 'second strongest man in this world'?"

"It's because this 'man' is not that good with Combat!" Solomon hissed.

"And this son of yours is supposed to be my fiancé? Care to explain why that happened?" Inna raised an eyebrow as she glared intensely at him.

"I panicked okay?!" Solomon whined.

"That annoying old man was the Emperor's adviser! He was one of those higher ups in the society that shouldn't be offended!"

"And why did you have to make that declaration?"

"Yesterday, he invited me to his house to discuss matters about the attendance of the royal family in the academy. But then, the conversation took a weird turn and next thing I know, he offered his ugly and ill-mannered daughter to my son! That time, my son was nearby so I called him for help. But I kid you not, when my son looked at her, he immediately used a teleportation scroll to vanish into thin air! This behavior angered them greatly! And I was left to face their wrath!" Solomon sobbed dramatically.

"And what does this have to do with using my name?" Inna raised an eyebrow.

"He forced me to hand over my son to his daughter as compensation! So I had no choice! I had to tell them that he's already taken!"

"But he asked me which woman it was so I panicked. I tried thinking different names but the old man began to be suspicious so I was unable to think any female name other than yours!"

"And what, that man instantly believed you?"

Inna did not believe that that man would back down that quick.

"I told him that you are living in my mansion and that you are my disciple so he can't reach nor touch you. Then I called the servants I went with, and he casted a truth curse on them to make them tell the truth. And he asked about you. The guards supported my earlier statements and even told that man heaps of praises about your 'skills' and 'beauty'. Since the guards confirmed that I wasn't lying, he had no excuses to make me stay and make a fit."

"So, along with the nickname thing, you must not also tell that you are my disciple."

"For two reasons. One, for you not to be found out by that scary geezer."

"And two, it's embarrassing to know that my disciple is weaker than a toddler."

Solomon looked at her without hiding the sadness he felt.

Feeling childishly irritated, Inna flicked a stack of papers and the huge tower crumbled down, scattering the papers everywhere. It created a domino effect and soon enough, Solomon was buried in a mountain of papers.

"AJSBSHSJSNJZJSBZJ!!!" Solomon intelligible scream resounded beneath multiple papers that buried him.

Then, there was a bright light before the papers started moving and stacking itself back.

Solomon gasped for air.

"You childish brat."

Inna stuck her tongue out before crossing her arms.

"And before I forget, there's one last condition."

He glared at her.

"No special treatments for you."

"Your problem, your solutions."

"The only special treatment I can give you is your admission to the academy and that's it. And I'm already losing a bit of face just by doing that so don't expect anything more." Solomon huffed.

"Yea, yea. Since if you lose too much face, the thickness of that face would gradually thin out. Wouldn't want that happening, huh?" Inna snickered.

Solomon simply snorted at her as he crossed his arms.

"A week from now, the entrance tests would be ending. Since you've got a direct admission from me for the Magic class, you wouldn't take that test. Or else you wouldn't even pass the first level with that poor aptitude of yours. So, at the end of the week, you must pack your things and go here to my study when you're ready. We're going to do one last check before you leave. And finish all the books I gave you within this week because those books can't be taken out of the mansion at all costs."