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Chapter 48: Drunk Azriel · Oct 15, 2026

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205 Chapter 205: Silent Watch 2026-10-15
206 Chapter 206: Words Before Blades 2026-10-15
207 Chapter 207: Foul Mood 2026-10-15
208 Chapter 208: Of Princesses and Cat Pajamas 2026-10-15
209 Chapter 209: FreeWings 2026-10-15
210 Chapter 210: Collaborate 2026-10-15
211 Chapter 211: Future and Fate 2026-10-15
212 Chapter 212: Plans in Motion 2026-10-15
213 Chapter 213: Raindrops 2026-10-15
214 Chapter 214: The Girl with Silver Hair 2026-10-15
215 Chapter 215: Cold Truth 2026-10-15
216 Chapter 216: Her [Unique Skill] 2026-10-15
217 Chapter 217: Of Fangs and Tails 2026-10-15
218 Chapter 218: Irritation 2026-10-15
219 Chapter 219: Faction Meeting 2026-10-15
220 Chapter 220: Factions, Points, and Rules 2026-10-15
221 Chapter 221: Mission Office 2026-10-15
222 Chapter 222: Frost Knight 2026-10-15
223 Chapter 223: Containment Facility 2026-10-15
224 Chapter 224: The Hollow Eye 2026-10-15
225 Chapter 225: The Extermination Squad 2026-10-15
226 Chapter 226: Light and Darkness 2026-10-15
227 Chapter 227: Displacement Cube 2026-10-15
228 Chapter 228: Dance of Death 2026-10-15
229 Chapter 229: The Ten Gods 2026-10-15
230 Chapter 230: Floor -2 2026-10-15
231 Chapter 231: Floor -1 2026-10-15
232 Chapter 232: The Hunt 2026-10-15
233 Chapter 233: Storm of Bones 2026-10-15
234 Chapter 234: Xian Feng 2026-10-15
235 Chapter 235: Anomaly 2026-10-15
236 Chapter 236: Sorrow 2026-10-15
237 Chapter 237: Grade 3 Advanced 2026-10-15
238 Chapter 238: Freedom 2026-10-15
239 Chapter 239: Beautiful 2026-10-15
240 Chapter 240: The Unworthy Princess 2026-10-15
241 Chapter 241: A Fanʼs Message 2026-10-15
242 Chapter 242: Sheltered Wings 2026-10-15
243 Chapter 243: The Headmistress’ Disciple 2026-10-15
244 Chapter 244: Mindset 2026-10-15
245 Chapter 245: Runes 2026-10-15
246 Chapter 246: Between Blood and Factions 2026-10-15
247 Chapter 247: A Call from the Crimson King 2026-10-15
248 Chapter 248: The Waitress and the Noble 2026-10-15
249 Chapter 249: Master and Disciple 2026-10-15
250 Chapter 250: Heroes and Trouble Go Hand in Hand 2026-10-15

Chapter 48: Drunk Azriel

”Congratulations on becoming the Apex for the first years, Prince Azriel.”

Daniel said, standing beside Azriel in front of the door to his new room.

This room would be his home until the end of his academy days—unless, of course, he lost the title of Apex.

Azriel hummed, his gaze fixed on the door.

ʼTo think I actually became the Apex...ʼ

A title that was originally meant for the protagonist was now his, because he had survived and attended the academy.

Not only that, but the very room that was supposed to belong to the protagonist was now his as well.

Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Azriel turned to Daniel.

”Daniel... do you wish to retire?”

”...Pardon?”

Daniel looked puzzled, unsure if he had heard correctly.

Azriel turned to him with a small, knowing smile.

”What I mean is, would you like to stop working from now on?”

Danielʼs eyes widened in shock.

”Ah! M-my prince, I need this job to feed my family... I canʼt afford to lose it.”

Azriel chuckled softly.

”I think youʼre misunderstanding me. What Iʼm proposing is that if you do something for me, Iʼll make sure youʼre taken care of.”

Daniel blinked in surprise.

”...Something for you?”

Azriel nodded.

”Yes. In exchange, Iʼll ensure you have enough money to retire comfortably for the rest of your life. Your children, your grandchildren—theyʼll never need to work again.”

Daniel swallowed hard, his heart pounding as he considered Azrielʼs words.

The offer was incredibly tempting.

As a prince of the Crimson Clan, Azriel had the resources to back up his promises.

There was no reason to doubt his sincerity, given his status.

Unable to resist the temptation, Daniel nodded meekly.

”W-what do I need to do?”

Azrielʼs smile widened, and for a moment, Daniel felt a shiver run down his spine as he looked into those blood-red eyes.

”Nothing too difficult—just a simple task.”

Azriel placed a hand on Danielʼs shoulder, causing him to flinch.

”You know the instructor named Juliet, right?”

Daniel, though still confused, nodded.

”Excellent... Hereʼs what I need you to do.”

Azriel then proceeded to explain his plan, detailing exactly what Daniel had to do to secure his financial future.

Azriel had been fully aware of all the instructors in the room during his exam earlier that day.

He knew each of them, and he was also aware of Instructor Julietʼs negative views toward the children of the four great clans.

ʼIn the book, Celestina, Jasmine, and Caleus had quite a headache dealing with her all the time...ʼ

Back then, Juliet hadnʼt been much of a problem, perhaps because Lumine had been the Apex.

But now?

Azriel wasnʼt willing to take that risk.

He had noticed the way Juliet had looked at him during the exam, and he wasnʼt going to sit idly by if she tried anything.

After explaining his plan to the shocked but compliant Daniel, Azriel finally entered his new home leaving him behind.

”Wow...”

Azriel was awestruck as he took in his new home.

The room was luxurious, perched high above the city with floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of CASC.

The living room was a perfect blend of sleek modern design and comfort—plush, cream-colored sofas were arranged around a low glass coffee table, with subtle gold accents hinting at quiet opulence.

Azriel wandered further into the room.

”Iʼm certainly glad I decided to become the Apex.”

At the far end of the room, a balcony extended outward.

Azriel stepped out onto it, looking down at the academy sprawling below.

”Would I die if I jumped from this height?”

As crazy as it might sound, he wasnʼt a normal human.

His curiosity about the limits of a grade 3 intermediate was piqued.

Azriel shook his head with a slight chuckle.

”...Iʼll try another day.”

Definitely another day.

”Iʼm pretty sure youʼd break a few bones from this height... you know, like all 206 of them.”

A familiar voice teased from behind.

Azriel smiled softly as he recognized the voice.

”You forgot how to knock?”

Azriel turned around to see Solomon leaning casually against the couch.

”Heh, just came to congratulate you on becoming the Apex. We should celebrate!”

Azriel had to resist the urge to let his lips twitch in annoyance.

ʼStill doesnʼt excuse him from not knocking!ʼ

He sighed, giving in.

”Fine...”

Azriel made his way to the kitchen, opening the cabinets.

ʼI wonder if itʼs actually here...ʼ

In the book, when this room belonged to the protagonist, he had discovered something in one of the cabinets.

And that something was...

ʼHa! Here it is!ʼ

A collection of fine wines.

Azriel turned around with a grin.

”Tell me, Solomon, red or white?”

”Huh... have you gone crazy?”

Solomon scoffed, but his grin matched Azrielʼs.

”All of them.”

Since the first Void Generation, global restrictions on teenage alcohol consumption had been relaxed.

The new regulations allowed anyone aged 15 or older who was a Grade 3 Awakened to drink, provided they had the consent of their legal guardian.

Luckily—or perhaps not—Azriel met all the conditions, or at least all except the last one, but no one would really check on that.

Besides, even if Azriel hadnʼt met the conditions, the consequences would have been negligible.

No one would be foolish enough to challenge a prince over something like that.

Both Azriel and Solomon settled onto stools behind the counter.

”I thought you didnʼt like alcohol.”

Solomon said, eyeing Azriel.

”You didnʼt touch a drop at the banquet.”

Azriel shrugged, his gaze fixed on the bottle in his hands.

”I donʼt.”

He replied.

”I absolutely loathe it. It makes me want to vomit just from touching it. Iʼd rather gnaw off my own limbs.”

Solomon raised an eyebrow, watching Azriel with curiosity as he took a sip.

”Then why the hell are you drinking?”

Azriel chuckled.

”Maybe Iʼll tell you one day.”

Solomon clicked his tongue in frustration.

”Fine! keep your secrets. But donʼt expect that stunt with Freya to work again. Sheʼs already figured it out.”

Azriel took a deep gulp of wine and nodded toward Solomon.

”Yeah, but it was necessary. We didnʼt have another option, did we?”

”Oh, I know. Sheʼs dying to meet you, but if she does, it might jeopardize the plan. Canʼt blame her—I have questions of my own.”

Azriel shook his head.

”I told you, if you ask me, you might never get what you truly want.”

”Yeah, yeah, I know. But it would be bad for me if you died next week.”

”I wonʼt.”

Azriel said, his tone growing serious as he looked intently at Solomon.

His cheeks were slightly flushed.

”But expect everything we planned to go to shit.”

Solomon grinned.

”It already was.”

*****

Jasmine stood in front of the door to Azrielʼs new living quarters—the same room she had occupied last year as the apex of the first years.

Now, as the apex of the second years and the student council president, she had intended to congratulate Azriel tomorrow instead of today.

To her, it wasnʼt surprising that Azriel had become the apex.

Unless he chose otherwise, it was a given in her eyes—after all, he was her little brother.

It was only natural.

But she had changed her mind.

Instead of waiting until tomorrow, she decided to visit today.

Because...

ʼHe didnʼt find my collection, did he?ʼ

A cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Surely not.

It hadnʼt even been a full day.

ʼMaybe heʼs already asleep?ʼ

Jasmine remembered that she might have accidentally left her precious wine collection behind when she moved out.

With everything happening around Azrielʼs return, it had slipped her mind.

ʼI donʼt even remember him drinking before...ʼ

Surely, the bottles would be safe.

She knocked lightly on the door and heard voices from within.

”Coming, coming! Solomon, donʼt tell me you invited people over for a party now?”

”Pfft, please, as if this small place could handle a party of mine!”

ʼSolomon?ʼ

Jasmine recognized the voices instantly.

How could she not?

She knew they were acquainted but hadnʼt realized Azriel was that close with him.

When the door opened, her attention shifted to the person standing before her.

Azriel leaned against the doorframe, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing his skin, his hair tousled.

His cheeks were flushed red, and he looked slightly disheveled.

Behind him, Solomon was sprawled on the couch in a similar state, a bottle balanced precariously on his chest.

”Oh? My dear sister graces us with her presence! Here to join us for a drink?”

”Donʼt tell me—”

Jasmineʼs eyes widened in disbelief.

She didnʼt want to believe it.

ʼDrunk Azriel...ʼ

If anyone else had seen Azriel in his current state, they might have found him in some sort of way charming.

But for Jasmine?

ʼSo cute!ʼ

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