Chapter 4: How Could You Make a Move on an Underage Girl!

Chapter 4: How Could You Make a Move on an Underage Girl!

Gwen approached, surrounded by servants. Viktor, ever the gentleman, extended his hand and invited her into the meeting room.

They walked side by side. Along the way, Gwen observed Viktor, catching a glimpse of the pitch-black one-eyed crow perched on his shoulder.

After entering the meeting room, Viktor directed a pointed look at the servants, who discreetly left.

Once the door closed, Gwen and Viktor took their seats.

Gwen asked coldly, "Did you receive the academy's invitation?"

Viktor tapped his fingers on the table and replied, "I did."

After his answer, the air in the room suddenly chilled.

At this moment, Viktor couldn't guess what this woman's attitude towards "him" truly was.

Although they were engaged, it was also she who ultimately killed Viktor. Viktor felt that Gwen had no feelings for him whatsoever.

And yet, Gwen had helped him.

The academy's invitation to become a professor was naturally aided by the Delin family's recommendation.

The more Viktor thought about it, the more confused he became.

In any case, if he could improve his relationship with Gwen, he might be able to avoid a fatal ending.

Viktor waved his hand, and five bottles of blood-red life potion appeared on the table in front of Gwen.

"Please accept these."

Gwen merely glanced at them, showing no intention of accepting.

Viktor sighed at her proud demeanor and continued:

"This is a thank-you gift for your help. Lia told me about it, and I don't want to owe you any favors."

He looked into Gwen's eyes with his ink-black ones.

Gwen turned her head away, biting her lip. After a moment of internal struggle, she asked:

"Yesterday, did you really confess to the Duke's daughter?"

Viktor remained silent. Whether he had done such a thing yesterday... he himself didn't know.

That was done by yesterday's "Viktor," not the same soul as today's Viktor.

Seeing his continued silence, Gwen truly believed he had done such a thing. Her cheeks flushed red as she scolded:

"Viktor! How could you do such a thing? The Duke's daughter is only seventeen! You actually confessed to an underage girl!”

Viktor: ...

Now it seemed everyone knew about his failed attempt to flirt with an underage girl.

Gwen, being a knight with an extremely righteous heart, naturally couldn't stand such behavior towards an underage girl.

If he couldn't resolve this issue properly, it could very likely be the spark that would lead to a complete fallout between Viktor and Gwen in the future. He had to handle it carefully.

Viktor felt a heaviness in his heart as he spoke to her: "I hope you understand, I don't have feelings for the Duke's daughter."

Gwen glared at him and continued, "This matter has already become public knowledge."

Viktor looked into her eyes, which betrayed anger and helplessness, and responded gravely: "I will handle this matter. I won't let rumors continue to surround us."

Viktor was well aware that this incident would not only bring shame to his Kravina family but also to the Delin family, to whom he was engaged.

The Delin family's help was also helping themselves.

Gwen opened her mouth but couldn't utter a word. Looking at Viktor, she felt he had changed somewhat, but she couldn't pinpoint exactly what was different.

Gwen stood up, accepted the potion bottles, and turned to leave. As she opened the door, she said to Viktor: "If you have any difficulties, come find me. I'll help you."

At present, no one in this school knew Viktor's true level of knowledge, even though he was a very powerful third-rank mage.

Even though the school had given him a professorship, it was only based on his magical talent.

If Viktor were just a waste, even with the nominations from two families, this professorship wouldn't have fallen to him.

What he needed to do now was to give a speech based on the school's script. As long as he did this flawlessly, at least when outsiders saw it, they couldn't find any fault.

Our Royal Academy's professors are definitely not incompetent half-baked experts!

Viktor picked up the speech script again and looked at it for a while.

After all, since there was a ready-made script to use, why not take advantage of it?

The noon hours passed in an instant, and the afternoon weather became even brighter.

People from all walks of life were waiting for the young professor of the Royal Magic Academy to appear and give his speech. They were equally curious about whether this genius professor who had been dormant for many years was just a gimmick created by the academy.

Viktor arrived at the classroom. He had already memorized the speech content thoroughly. He only needed to present part of it to easily get through this challenge.

That was what Viktor had originally thought.

But when he scanned the classroom and saw a blonde girl sitting in the front row, he changed his mind.

At 17 years old, she was the most talented student the Royal Magic Academy had seen in recent years.

Her family background was also particularly distinguished.

Second only to one, the Duke's daughter.

Erica du Cloye.

He hadn't expected that the person he had offended the day before yesterday would become his student.

Erica naturally noticed him too, her beautiful eyes sparkling with an unreadable emotion.

'So this is the little beauty from yesterday's newspaper headlines. She's quite pretty. Let me see... tsk tsk, so young, yet already a second-rank mage. She's got something.'

Vega whispered secretly to Viktor from his shoulder.

The reason Vega could come to the classroom with Viktor was that the Royal Magic Academy never prohibited pets, nor did they restrict the types of pets.

The dean himself kept a watermelon with eyes.

Compared to that kind of thing, a one-eyed crow wasn't particularly unusual.

Viktor cleared his throat and addressed the students in the classroom:

"I am Viktor Kravina, a professor at the Royal Magic Academy, and now your teacher."

"Today's lecture topic is: 'The Influence of Formation Composition on Advanced Magic Systems.'"

...

After speaking for a while, Viktor gradually became more proficient, fully engaged, and time passed quickly.

About forty minutes later, he looked at his watch. It was already four in the afternoon, and he waved his hand.

"Class dismissed."

He couldn't help but feel relieved.

Great, there were no issues with this class, and no one asked questions. It went very smoothly.

Viktor was about to leave when Erica, sitting in the front row, suddenly raised her hand, smiling.

"Teacher, I have a question. Could you answer it for me?"

Upon hearing this, Viktor's expression darkened slightly.

Sure enough, the troublemaker had arrived.