Tonight is not a very happy day for Milt Academy.

After all, they were attacked during the Martial Arts Festival warm-up, and even though the actual damage was not significant, it was quite embarrassing. It was like tearing down the signboard of a century-old store, stomping on it hundreds of times, and then spitting on it.

So, at this moment, the atmosphere in the Ivory Tower, where the principal's office is located, is very tense.

The rescued princess has completely recovered under Aya's treatment technique and is now interested in being a spectator with Aya. Meanwhile, Hoshimi remains seated on a single sofa, calmly sipping a cup of tea.

The principal, who just moments ago was a powerful figure, guiding the world and vanquishing enemies, has now transformed back into a girl. She is sitting on the couch with scars, like a child who has made a mistake and is being scolded.

"Do you know what you did wrong?"

"…Which one are you referring to?" Ciella asks cautiously.

"Hold on… is there something else? Forget it, let's start with you stealing from the resource library." Lucius is momentarily speechless and grits his teeth.

"I know I was wrong." She bows her head and admits her mistake.

"Hmm." Lucius nods with some satisfaction. Although she is usually a bit mischievous, she is quite honest when she needs to apologize... Wait, why does she, the Principal, make me feel like a parent scolding her child!

"Knowing your mistake is one thing, will you dare to repeat it in the future?"

"I won't dare to repeat it." Her voice is small, but determined.

"…" Lucius is stunned for three seconds, almost wanting to slap her head in frustration. "What happened to confessing your mistake? You're still the same!"

Ciella quickly covers her head and hunches down to protect herself, but she stubbornly raises her head and retorts with dissatisfaction. "We had no other choice! We couldn't let down our fans and the organizers, right? Besides, last time I listened to you and skipped the event!"

The princess, who is standing on the side, nudges Aya with her elbow. "By the way, what is she talking about with the fans and the organizers?"

"Well..." Aya chuckles, hesitates for a moment, and decides to reveal the truth. "Because she's the Principal in name, but secretly she's a manga artist, a very famous one."

"Come on, I know all the famous artists and authors in the industry, but I've never heard her name before." The princess sneers dismissively.

However, the princess suddenly notices Aya's peculiar look and the hint of pity and suppressed laughter in her eyes, which immediately makes her feel uneasy. "Hey, what's with that look on your face?"

"Never mind that, I have a manga that I bought before the attack. I was planning to give it to you as an apology gift." Aya changes the subject suddenly, revealing a gift that she had been keeping close to her.

"While it makes me happy that you bought me a gift, can you please explain the expression on your face?" The princess is creeped out by Aya's smile. No, this innocent and cute girl should not be trying to act cunningly. It's too contradictory!

But once Tiran recognizes the manga in Aya's hand, he no longer pays attention to all these other things.

"Wow! It's the new work by Master Reimei! It's amazing... ahem, it really deserves some praise though." The princess's eyes light up at the sight of the manga. However, she still tries to maintain her dignity. But after flipping through the beautifully illustrated pages...

"Ah ah ah! Master Leng's autograph?! Is this real? It's not printed? It's really him ah ah!"

Well, the scene instantly exploded.

Aya touched her ear and twisted her expression into a knot. "Don't be so loud... my ears hurt."

"Forget about that for now, Aya, have you seen Master Leng?"

If this were a manga, you could probably see Princess-sama covered in star special effects, one hand tightly hugging the manga, and the other grabbing Aya, excitedly asking.

"Yeah, that guy had a signing event today."

"What—" Princess-sama's expression instantly collapsed as if she missed out on 98 billion. Why didn't she go! Clearly, there was an opportunity to finally meet her idol whom she had longed to see for a long time.

"Did... did you see what he looked like? What kind of person is he? Is he gentle? Is he handsome?" Princess-sama asked unwillingly.

"Just... like that." Aya pointed to the academy headmaster who was obediently sitting on the sofa, receiving a scolding.

"Eh?" Princess-sama's expression froze for a moment.

"Saint Milt Academy Headmaster Ciella, pen name Leng. That's right," Aya finally couldn't help it and chuckled.

This was probably the first time Princess-sama saw such a skeptical expression on her little sister's face after snatching the dragon back home.

I missed the idol signing event, and the person I was scolding earlier is my idol. Princess-sama felt like she had never witnessed such a messed up plot before. Wasn't she the protagonist? Shouldn't such things happen to her? Isn't this an adventure story in another world? What kind of unlucky protagonist does this slice-of-life show want to create?!

"Calm down." Now it was Aya's turn to pat Tiran's shoulder and comfort him with a serious tone.

The reprimand from Lucius finally ended, and Ciella, who had been obediently sitting there, bounced off the couch. The serious expression from before seemed to have disappeared, and it made others suspect if the person scolded just now was the same person.

The office door, which had lost half of its panels due to the previous battle, was knocked. A serious-looking student with glasses stood by the door, holding a small stack of papers in his hands. The emblem on his collar indicated that he was a third-class student.

"Director of Education, Academy Headmaster, the damage report from the attack is completed. The report is here."

"Thanks, but... Joshua? Why are you the one delivering this? I remember you're no longer in the Student Council, right?" Lucius took the report, feeling somewhat strange.

The day-to-day management of Milt Academy, apart from major decisions, was basically handled by the Student Council - after all, there was no dedicated administrative department. As for teachers... could they be expected to give up their own training to manage the trivial matters of the academy when they were busy improving their own strength by fighting powerful knights one by one? They could be considered responsible teachers if they could teach students seriously in the first place.

Even students, after reaching the third class, would focus on improving their own strength or taking on Watcher missions for the academy, so naturally, the work of the Student Council fell to the second-class students.

If I remember correctly, Joshua also resigned as the vice president of the Student Council when he advanced to the third class.

"The secretary who was originally responsible for this was injured during the battle, so I temporarily took over." Joshua said calmly. It wasn't that he didn't respect Lucius; his personality was also of the type who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and he wasn't good at expressing himself, so he simply did not show many expressions most of the time.

"You've worked hard. Please pass on my regards to the previous secretary... cough cough, well, just give me the report." Unable to recall the name of the secretary for a moment, Lucius awkwardly brushed it off and quickly lowered his head to read the report.

The overall damage is not significant. It seems that the main objective of the Black Elves was not destruction. Despite the commotion, only about thirty houses were destroyed. Additionally, the response from the Milt faction was swift, resulting in minimal casualties among the civilians and tourists. There were no fatalities, and the injured numbered just over a hundred. Most of them have received treatment and are recovering.

In this regard, Ciella deserves some credit...

"Hehe, right?"

The Academy Director proudly puffed up his chest without any false modesty, his face full of "Praise me, praise me."

"Are you even qualified to bring this up? If it weren't for you disappearing all the time, would those Black Elves dare to enter the Academy City with a Holy Rank presence guarding it? Moreover, if it weren't for Lord Xingjian, the underground would have been invaded! And in the end, not a single invader was captured. What if they cause trouble during the Martial Arts Festival?!"

Lucius scolded the Academy Director mercilessly, sending him back with a harsh rebuke.

Then Lucius tugged at the corner of his mouth. It seemed that the island where the Academy was located had suffered the most damage. Let's not mention the repairs to the office, but the hole made by Xingjian outside would probably require the effort of two Earth Magic practitioners to fix before the start of the competition...

"Well... we also knew that Ina was still here and hadn't returned..."

Ciella's gaze wandered as she defended herself in a low voice. "Besides, the underground was fine, wasn't it?"

"Yes, but there was a teacher who got seriously injured while guarding the entrance. The entrance hall was severely damaged, and I didn't have access to the underground storage, so I couldn't check the situation inside. If you hadn't run away, would there have been so many troubles? And it had to happen right before the start of the Martial Arts Festival! Do you know how many things I have to deal with on a daily basis?!"

"Y-yes, I'm sorry!"

As soon as the underground was mentioned, the Academy Director immediately became submissive for some reason.

"Joshua, inform the Student Council and release a detailed report. Then draft a notice stating that the Martial Arts Festival will be postponed for three days due to venue repairs." Lucius didn't bother to pay her any more attention, turning his head to continue assigning tasks.

"Understood. Also, I've finished the initial draft of the notice. Would you like to review it, Director?" Joshua handed over a document.

"Oh? So fast?" Lucius took it with a slight surprise.

"Regarding the 12th Academy Martial Arts Festival Notice:

In order to follow up on the aftermath of the attack and ensure the hosting of a safe, smooth, and successful Martial Arts Festival, the Academy plans to carry out urban landscape repairs in the near future. The relevant plan has been approved by the Academy's high-level discussions. The details are as follows--"

"What is this nonsense?"

Lucius's expression became uncomfortable. What kind of weird writing style was this? It was clear and detailed, yet it made people feel nauseated as if they had swallowed something indescribable...

"It's a new document format from the Eastern Continent. It seems like the Student Council has been calling for everyone to learn and use it recently, so I gave it a try..."

Joshua explained.

"Get rid of it!"