Chapter 193: Heroes
"Please, come in."
The soft, formal words hung in the air as Riley Hell stepped into the room.
The gentle glow of fairy lights cast a warm yet surreal ambiance across the pristine, white walls, making the room feel more like a dream than a place of inquiry.
At the center of the vast space stood a massive circular table, around which the academy's most influential figures sat, their eyes trained on the young man who had just entered.
Riley, with his golden hair and piercing blue eyes, seemed unfazed as he scanned the room.
His gaze moved smoothly from one face to another, his expression calm, but there was a weight to his presence that couldn't be ignored.
This wasn't the first time the academic heads called in the students involved for questioning about the recent incident-the Veil of Darkness that had unfolded in the square-but this was different.
This time, all the academy heads themselves had convened.
He was no ordinary student objectively and subjectively in front of the academy's eyes, and everyone in the room knew it.
The silence that followed his entrance was heavy, thick with unsaid words and barely contained tension.
The high-ranking officials, normally poised and composed, wore disturbed, almost wary expressions.
Their discomfort was palpable, and their hidden emotions played out on their faces- nervousness, worry, and even a flicker of fear.
Though they were skilled at hiding their true feelings, it was impossible to mask them entirely under such scrutiny.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Riley's appearance only added to their unease.
He bore the physical signs of intense battle. Small bruises peppered his skin, and the faint traces of mana depletion clung to him like an invisible fog.
The dark bags under his eyes were clear evidence of the toll the recent events had taken, not just physically but mentally.
His once vibrant energy was now drained, leaving him looking worn out, almost fragile.
But the most striking feature of all was his eyes.
Those who looked into them couldn't shake the feeling that something fundamental had changed in the young man standing before them.
They were the eyes of someone who had seen things they were never meant to see-eyes that had stared directly into the abyss and survived.
They held the kind of depth and weariness that only came from experiencing death, not just witnessing it, but living through it, over and over again.
A murmur passed between the academy heads.
Some leaned in to whisper to one another, while others exchanged cautious glances.
It was clear that Riley's testimony was crucial, but the sight of him in such a state unnerved them.
It was clear that Riley wasn't directly or fatally harmed, but that was only the surface of the situation.
Beneath the composed expressions of the academy heads, one collective thought ran through their minds like a poison.
"They were all fucked...!'
Every official, each noble and high-ranking merchant with vested interests in the academy, shared that same grim realization.
They were supposed to maintain control, to handle things with subtlety and care, especially when it came to someone like Riley Hell.
But now, everything felt like it was slipping through their fingers.
Their concern wasn't just about the incident in the square or the recent attack, though those were monumental enough.
No, the real issue was Riley's connections.
Through him, they were directly tied to the Duke, which, in turn, connected them to the Emperor himself.
It was a fragile web of political alliances and powerful influences, and one wrong move could unravel it all.
The weight of that realization made cold sweat bead on the backs of even the most experienced administrators.
As they sat in silence, assessing the situation, the reality of what was to come settled in.
into chaos.
The very life of the academy was teetering on the edge of a cliff, and this incident, though seemingly contained, could very well push them over that edge.
No lives had been lost, but the damages?
The assurances that the academy was a place of safety?
Those were harder to repair.
The incident had already begun to spread, and they could feel the weight of it pressing down
on them by the seconds calls and questions needed answering.
Two semesters alone had brought more turmoil than the academy had seen in years, and this latest event threatened to undo everything they had worked to protect.
If Riley's testimony didn't align with theirs or worse, if he chose to reveal something they weren't prepared for-it could shatter what fragile peace remained.
The academy's reputation, already bruised from previous scandals, could not afford another
blow like this.
The delicate balance of power and prestige they had built over decades was now being held in the hands of a single student, and they knew it.
That was why a distraction was desperately needed-one that Principal Leilah, along with the
other academic staff, could use to shift the narrative from a disaster into something more
palatable.
They needed to spin the failure into a success, to shine a light on the silver lining despite the
damage done.
If they could frame the incident in a way that focused on heroism and bravery, the academy's
tarnished reputation might just be salvaged.
Right now, they needed a 'HERO'.
Someone who could serve as a beacon, a symbol to redirect public attention away from the academy's shortcomings and toward a brighter narrative.
A figure who could mask the flaws and failures, presenting a story of triumph over adversity.
And Riley Hell, standing before them, was the perfect candidate to take that part... not only
did it provide distraction but it also improved whatever news was to spread towards the duke and the emperor through Riley.
Riley, Rose, Lucas, it was a shared reward among the three key players involved, as well as honorary mentions towards those who helped out greatly to ensure public safety.
...... Please take it positively child'
Principal Leilah knew this all too well.
She couldn't afford another scandal.
No....
The academy itself couldn't afford another scandal.
The weight of their collective mistakes and the lingering scandals from past semesters had
left them vulnerable.
But with a stroke of luck-and a little manipulation-she could turn this situation around. or
at least somewhat lessen the burden they had to face.
They just needed Riley to play his part.
"For everyone's bravery, especially the three key players who helped eliminate the threat and ensured the safety of the academy in their own unique ways, a reward is only right, no?" Leilah's voice was calm, measured, though Riley could sense the hidden urgency beneath her
words. "Riley Hell, how does the title of hero sound to you?" The question hung in the air, heavy with expectation. Everyone's eyes were on him, waiting for his response.