Chapter 7: Mavis and Elaine II
The teacher, a man in his thirties with only Three-Circle magical prowess, turned to her. At first, he looked ready to curse, but upon seeing who she was, he forced himself to calm down.
"M-Miss Mavis, please, welcome! It was my mistake—I was too focused on teaching and didn't hear the knocking on the door." He forced a nervous smile.
"Were you?" Mavis asked coldly.
A shiver ran down the teacher's spine.
Mavis strode toward him, her gaze sharp.
"You're lucky that the Empress is still controlling this Academy. Otherwise, I would have killed you myself."
The teacher staggered back, his legs giving out, collapsing onto the ground in sheer terror.
Mavis ignored him. She raised her hand, her Spirit Magic surging—a light, yet oppressive force filling the room.
A gust of wind swept across the classroom, brushing past the trembling commoner students as she announced loudly:
"From now on, I'll be watching this class. With my spirits as my eyes, if any of you useless nobles dare to lay a hand on a single commoner in this room... I will destroy your family and your future."
Her voice was calm—but the weight of her words crushed the air.