Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 296: Alaricʼs sudden visit

After thoroughly teasing the trembling, haughty princess.... Now itʼs Aetherʼs time to tremble.

”Stop it! Principal!!” Aetherʼs voice echoed through the training hall, filled with pain and frustration as the Principal twisted his body with her bare hands.

What for?

Supposedly, it was all part of his training regimen!

At least, thatʼs the excuse she kept giving..... Aether knew better; she was exacting revenge for yesterdayʼs event, where heʼd ʼaccidentallyʼ embarrassed her.

”Oh? Come on, Aether... If you canʼt handle this, how are you going to manage when I start breaking bones for real?” The Principalʼs grin was as sharp as a blade, her eyes gleaming with a dangerous, almost predatory intent.

ʼThis old hag!ʼ Aether cursed inwardly. His thoughts must have shown on his face because the Principalʼs lips curved into a serene smile, ”Did you think something bad about me?”

”O-Of course nottttrrrarrrrhhhhhh!!” Aetherʼs denial turned into a scream as she twisted his body further. The pressure on his bones intensified until he heard a sickening crack.

Crack, Crack...

”FUCK!!” Aether yelled, panic lacing his voice at the sound of cracking bones. Before he could react, the Principal flung him across the room with a force that would have shattered anyone else.

Instead of crashing to the ground, Aetherʼs body moved with an unexpected fluidity. He landed smoothly, his feet barely making a sound. ”Huh?” He looked at his hands, then back at the Principal, astonished by the newfound grace in his movements.

The Principal smirked, a hint of pride mingling with her amusement, ”Did you get into a fight with someone of a higher level?” she asked, her tone both curious and knowing.

Aether furrowed his brows, confusion clear in his expression. ”What do you mean?”

”Your muscles and bones were stiff as if theyʼd been broken by strong one and healed repeatedly. They were quite rigid, so I twisted your body a few times to loosen everything up,” she explained, her voice as casual as if discussing the weather. Her eyes narrowed slightly, studying his reaction. ”Did you fight someone stronger?”

”... Yes”

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”Did you win?”

”Sadly... I lost. Utterly defeated, couldnʼt even scratch their body,” Aether confessed, bitterness evident in his tone.

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The Principal studied him intently for a moment, then walked over, her steps deliberate and measured. Aether tensed, every muscle in his body on alert.

He didnʼt know what to expect—another brutal lesson, perhaps?

But instead, the Principal did something unexpected: she gently patted his head.

”You did your best and survived... Iʼm Proud,” she said, her voice surprisingly soft though she wasnʼt sure what happened but she did guess after seeing his growth in a small amount of time.

The unexpected kindness in her words struck a chord deep within Aether. His eyes welled up with tears, and before he knew it, he was rushing towards her, seeking comfort like a child.

”Principal!!” he cried, trying to hug her, craving the warmth and reassurance of her praise.

But the Principalʼs expression hardened. ”Hell no, brat!” she snapped, catching his face in her hand and shoving him back with enough force to send him sprawling. She wasnʼt fooled; she knew when he was acting, and her eyes narrowed with a mix of annoyance and amusement.

Aether landed on the ground, unscathed. He clicked his tongue in frustration, ”Tsk,” he muttered, glaring up at her. She never let her guard down, not even for a second. It was infuriating.

But then, out of nowhere, a sharp, piercing sound filled the room.

Ding~Dong

.....

....

The principal sat gracefully on the plush sofa, her eyes keenly fixed on.... Alaric sat before her, ”What a sudden surprise, Alaric! Whatʼs the reason for this untimely visit?” the Principal asked, her tone measured but laced with curiosity.

Alaric returned the smile, though it didnʼt quite reach his eyes, ”I apologize for coming without prior notice, Principal. I hope I havenʼt interrupted anything important—”

A sharp voice cut through the air, dripping with irritation. ”Tsk, you interrupted my private training session with my only Principal,” Victor interjected, his tone filled with barely concealed disdain.

Alaricʼs smile faltered, his face turned ugly as his focus shifted to Victor, who lounged a little too comfortably beside the Principal.

There was something about Victorʼs casual proximity that set Alaric on edge.

”Victor, respect your elders,” the Principal admonished, her voice carrying an edge that demanded compliance.

Victor merely shrugged, turning his head away in a dismissive gesture that only deepened Alaricʼs anger. The sight of Victor, so casually close to the Principal, made Alaricʼs blood boil.... He never even had that chance!!

Alaric could feel the veins on his forehead pulsing, but he forced himself to maintain composure, ”Itʼs fine, Principal. As your sole disciple, itʼs natural for him to exhibit some arrogance. After all, without it, one risks being overrun by others.

Heʼs a.... good student,” Alaric remarked, his voice smooth like his ass!

Victor looked at him as if he was licking her foot like a dog.

”Anyhow, tell me the reason for your visit,” the Principal said, steering the conversation back on track.

Alaricʼs expression grew serious as he cleared his throat, ”Iʼve come regarding the matter of Professor Kennedy.... ” His voice trailed off as he noticed Victor inching closer to the Principal.

”Go on,” Principal said.

”Ahem, Iʼve heard that one of the victims has made a full confession...” Alaric paused again, his jaw tightening as Victorʼs hand casually rested on the sofa behind her back and slowly that hand subtly brushed the Principalʼs shoulder.

The sight made his blood boil!!!

”Alaric”

”Y-Yes, where was I? Ah! I was wondering if I could speak with the victim,” Alaric continued, trying to keep his voice steady despite the anger simmering beneath the surface. His eyes flickered with a dangerous glint, barely holding back his rising fury.

The Principalʼs frown deepened slightly, ”Iʼm sorry, Alaric, but I cannot disclose details about the victim. Itʼs a matter of confidentiality,” she explained, her tone firm and unyielding.

Alaric pressed on, his voice taking on a pleading edge. ”Principal, like you, I want to support our students. I believe itʼs important for me to understand the full context—”

Before the Principal could respond, Victor, who had been silently observing the exchange, interjected, his voice sharp and accusatory, ”And what exactly do you intend to discuss with the victim?” Experience exclusive tales on m v|l eʼ-