Chapter 7: Good Lord, Save me From This Disaster of a Girl
Royal Academy of Magic. A place where technology and magic reign supreme.
Students roam a paradise-like campus, learning in perfect conditions. In their classes, they use magical VR to play impossible games crafted from illusion incarnate.
And among all those marvels... why did we catch her attention?
A girl who looked like your typical noble. What could possibly go wrong?
"We were literally in the same class! But fine, for the dense: My name is Ashmourne il Bloodorchid Dominia—"
I cut off her dramatic monologue:
"Yeah, yeah. What do you want?"
"I—idiot! Have you no fear? Listen and remember me: Ashmourne il Bloodorchid Dominia Ether-Flame!"
Wow. Her name’s longer than my backstory. Still...
"Persistent, aren’t you? What do you want?"
She straightened her back with pride. Her chest puffed out like a question in a heated argument.
"You mean nothing to me. I’m here for him!"